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Volume Three, Fourth Aunt, Chapter 876: In a Fury

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    Looking at Deng Hongtu's back in his clothes, Yuanyuan's old and new hatreds welled up in her heart.  Thinking that his life has been ruined by the man in front of him, now, he has not only killed his own child, but also destroyed his hope of staying in the Deng family as a young mistress and having a share of the family business.  Thinking of this, Yuanyuan endured the pain and reached out to hold the lamp upside down from the bedside table.  You ruined everything for me, then I will ruin your life!  The anger in her heart kept coming out, and Yuanyuan mustered up all her strength and hit Deng Hongtu on the back of the head.  "Poof", a stream of blood mist spurted out from the back of Deng Hongtu's head. One can imagine the force of Yuanyuan's attack.  Looking at Deng Hongtu's collapsed figure, Yuanyuan felt a strong sense of pleasure. The grievances she had suffered for so many days had been best vented.  So Yuanyuan held the handle of the lamp in her hand and came to the place where Deng Hongtu fell. She smashed it down again and again as if she had lost her mind, until her hand went soft and the other person's head was bloody and bloody, and his brains followed the lamp holder.  Tick-tock drips fell to the ground Holding her painful stomach, Yuanyuan touched the other person and found that she was no longer breathing. Then she went out with satisfaction, hailed a taxi and went straight to the hospital.  On the way, Yuanyuan called Deng's mother and said, "Hurry home and see your precious son!" During the entire call, Yuanyuan only said this. After hanging up, Yuanyuan put the phone in her hand.  Thrown out the window.  A few hours later, Yuanyuan was pushed out of the operating room after the uterine evacuation surgery. In addition to Deng Hongtu's parents, there were a large group of uniformed police waiting at the door.  In order to avenge their son, the Deng family can be said to have exerted all their strength, and it would not be complete until Yuanyuan was killed.  So after the first trial, Yuanyuan was sentenced to death and deprived of political rights for life. Yuanyuan did not appeal because her parents never showed up from beginning to end, which made Yuanyuan completely lose the courage to live.  This is the beginning and end of the sensational husband-murder case in Shijiazhuang City, Hebei Province.  After listening to Yuanyuan¡¯s narration, I felt helpless. Poor people must be hateful.  There are too many ifs in this, if Yuanyuan chose to report the crime in the first place, if Yuanyuan's parents did not make deals with the other party's family for petty profits, if Yuanyuan did not marry Deng Hongtu, if Yuanyuan did not interfere with Deng Hongtu.  Such scumbag behavior, if Yuanyuan had chosen to divorce, if Yuanyuan had aborted the child, if Yuanyuan had not been impulsive This story reminded me of a Feng Shui order I went to Qiqihar City, Heilongjiang with Lao Cao.  I only remember that it was winter, and we were cooperating with Mr. Liu, and then we received such an order.  After buying the train ticket there, Lao Cao and I boarded the train to Qiqihar.  I have long heard that Qiqihar is extremely cold in winter, so I ignored Lao Cao¡¯s objections and bought large cotton-padded coats, second-cotton pants, down jackets, thermal underwear, thickened scarves, deerskin gloves, etc. Anyway, as long as they are equipment that can keep out the cold.  , I basically brought them on the train, and even the shoes I wore were the warmest leather shoes from Laersdam.  ¡°Look at Lao Cao again, he has a leather jacket on the outside, a coarse Kung Fu shirt on the inside, and a shirt on the inside.  The lower body is a pair of velvet jeans, and the feet are old Beijing cloth shoes.  In the train station, Lao Cao saw me carrying a large box full of clothes, so he asked disdainfully: "Brother, we are going to arrange the Feng Shui bureau, not to settle down. We will stay for three or two days and then come back. Can you use it?"  Do you want to bring these clothes? " "No, I am naturally afraid of cold and heat, don't let me get cold again," I answered Lao Cao, suppressing the joy in my heart.  Lao Cao shook his big head and looked at me in confusion, then walked to the waiting seat, took out a piece of tissue paper and wiped the seat, and called me, "There is a seat here, come over!"  After saying that, he even took the initiative to help me carry the box to my seat.  "Why do you think Lao Liu is so picky?" After sitting down, Lao Cao complained, holding the ticket in his hand.  "What's wrong?" I asked without raising my head while playing with my phone.  "It's hard to buy a sleeper berth for us two. You tell me, it's only more than a hundred yuan away. We have to buy hard seats. What a misfortune!" Lao Cao looked at the ticket starting with "k" in his hand and said to me with some confusion.  "After all, it's an express that starts with K. If you want to take an ordinary train, I guess you can pick up some pieces for us when we get there." I was still tinkering with my mobile phone.  "You just say that Old Liu can do it." Old Cao is still very confused about this matter.  "Okay, if you were the boss, you wouldn't necessarily be any better than Lao Liu. After all, bosses have to consider saving costs." What I said was the truth, but it didn't sound right.  What I said struck a chord with Lao Cao. I saw that this old man had been holding it in for a long time and finally came out with it.Sentence: "You said there is no good time to leave. You have to go at night. Won't it delay my day's work!" I didn't want to tease Lao Cao, but I secretly said in my heart: "Even if I leave during the day, you work the night shift  The taxi can¡¯t be driven, so how can I calculate it myself?¡± ¡°It¡¯s time to check the ticket, it¡¯s time to check the ticket!¡± Lao Cao greeted me, then quickly stood up and pulled me to the ticket check-in area like a little chicken.  I was really helpless at the time.  The quality of the Chinese people is really worrying. Everyone has a ticket, so why bother surrounding the ticket check-in area?  Looking from a distance, the queue at the entire ticket gate is not long, but very thick. They are all crowded at the ticket gate. Alas!  A sigh.  After finally squeezing into the train, I looked at the tickets in my hands. Fortunately, the tickets for Lao Cao and I had seats, and they were right next to each other, not standing tickets. This was really a blessing among the misfortunes!  So we woke up the man lying on our seat and sat in.  I have to say that the man lying down just now is really not that good.  Not to mention, the smell of stinky feet can be smelled two miles away. This guy actually took off his shoes. The air in the car is not circulating, and the windows can't be opened. That smell.  Son, this is so disgusting!  I resisted the feeling of vomiting, put my carry-on suitcase on the luggage rack above, then quickly took out the cigarette and asked Lao Cao: "Go smoke!" I guess Lao Cao was also choked by the other party's smoke, and he saw me taking out the cigarette.  After taking out the cigarette, he kept nodding to me without even talking.  Then we gave up our seats again and came to the partition.  After we finished smoking, we returned to our seats and found the old man lying on our seats again, with a package on his head, sleeping so soundly that he was sweating.  It was quite uncomfortable to take the train, and this old man was really unreasonable, so I kicked the other person¡¯s smelly feet with my leather shoes, raised my voice and shouted: ¡°Hey, hey, wake up, why are you lying down again?  "I saw this old man scratching his head sleepily, and then replied very pretentiously: "What's wrong? How many tickets did you buy?  When I went out to smoke a cigarette, you lay down on our seat again." While speaking, I didn't forget to look at the middle-aged man in front of me.     to be continued
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