The Real Daughter With A Buddha-like Mindset

  Chapter 316 Hatred (one more)

  The weather has been a bit gloomy in the past few days, and there has been a patter of light rain.

  The whole city is shrouded in the shadow of damp and cold, as if a huge storm is brewing.

  Jiangzhou goes east through the development zone, and in the low factory building four or five miles away, a piece of ruins waiting to be developed is in front of you.

Eighteen years ago, this was a lively small village, where people lived and worked in peace and contentment. Until one day, someone came to the house and said that they wanted to develop this place and let the villagers move out. Each household will be given a corresponding amount according to the number of people and area. There will also be resettlement houses to resettle them, and they will never live on the streets.

  They obeyed this person and moved out, but the subsidy has not come down for a long time, and even the resettlement house has disappeared.

  When the villagers realized that they had been deceived, the bulldozer had torn down the house where they had lived for generations and turned it into rubble.

  The villagers embarked on a difficult road to rights protection, and when they found out that the boss behind it was Ran Bowen, they were extremely desperate.

  In Jiangzhou, no one knows the name of Ran Bowen. Everyone who talks about it changes in color, but the child can stop crying when he hears it.

The desperate villagers met Jiang Heng, who was full of ambitions. The so-called three new officials came from outside Jiang Heng. I don’t know how powerful Ran Bowen is and vowed to fight the evil forces. The villagers persuaded him to forget it. He just came. If you don’t understand anything, it’s important to stay safe, but this righteous young man can’t see the people suffer. The result is—

  One month later, a highly decomposed body was found hundreds of miles downstream of Qujiang.

  After DNA comparison, it is undoubtedly confirmed that it is Jiang Heng's corpse.

  At that time, Jiangzhou had been raining for a month, as if even God was sorry for this just but unfortunate young man.

  The rain at that time was just like the continuous rain in Jiangzhou.

  Eighteen years have passed, and the blue sky, sun and moon above the head still shines on this land.

  The young man full of ambitions stayed here forever eighteen years ago.

Jiangzhou is becoming more and more prosperous. In this new era of rapid economic development, everyone is in a hurry, rushing for the future of the three meals and the house, the new life of life is accompanied by the death, one and the other, the years change, and there are endless entertainment news every day. , The development of new media and short videos has taken up people’s fragmented time, and no one will stop and take a look at the way back.

  No one remembers, eighteen years ago, the righteous, fierce and fearless young man.

  The car passed through the low factory building and stopped by the deserted road.

  Zhou Xue opened the umbrella, walked over and opened the rear door, bending over respectfully.

   "Madam, here it is."

  The woman bent down and walked out of the car.

  She was wearing a black coat with a slender waist wrapped in a rope knot. A gray fox fur collar set off her exquisite snow-white face. Her black hair was high and her hair was like a cloud, and her face was like snow, and her lips were like fire.

  The woman looked at the ruins shrouded in the rain in front of her, her eyes filled with a complicated melancholy. She stood there and watched for a long time.

   Then stepped on high heels and walked into the ruins.

  There are two men in black clearing the way. There is a small road stepped out in the ruins. Just follow this small road and go straight in.

  Not long after I left, a forest appeared in front of me, but winter was here, and the branches were bare and lifeless, and there was a decadent depression everywhere.

  The ground in the woods is soft and uneven, making it very difficult to walk.

  The high-heeled shoes sank into the mud, and the woman shook her body. Zhou Xue hurriedly helped her: "Madam, be careful."

  The dirty silt climbed onto the new and expensive upper, which looked so dazzling.

  The woman didn't notice, she pushed Zhou Xue's hand away, held the dry tree stump beside her, pulled out the heel of her shoes, and continued to walk forward.

  Zhou Xue immediately put the umbrella on top of her head and rushed to catch up.

  This forest is very big, and I don’t know how long it has been since I walked away. Finally, a cemetery appeared in front of my eyes.

  This tomb was built in the center of the woods. There is only a tombstone and a raised tomb bag. Although simple, it is enough to show that the people who built it have lost their minds.

   uses the finest white marble, which cannot be blown by the wind or rained.

  But it is a monument without words.

  Yes, there is no name and no photo on the tombstone.

  Zhou Xue winked at the two men in black, and the three of them stepped back silently. The distance guarantees that no sound can be heard, but the woman can be seen again, so beware that they can rush up in the first place in case of emergencies.

  The woman held an umbrella, slowly squatted down in front of the tomb, bent over and took out a bottle of wine from her coat pocket.

  "This is your favorite wine. I brought it to you today."

  The woman unscrewed the bottle cap and spilled the wine on the open space in front of the tomb.

  The rain mixed with the wine and quickly mixed into the mud.

   "I'm sorry, I made you wronged. It was my fault. Did it hurt you?"

"Our son has grown up and is exactly the same as when you were young. Sometimes, I suddenly think of him as you. He is just like you, a kind-hearted and righteous child, but he is much smarter than you and understands Be flexible, not as stupid as you, and cost your life for nothing."

"I didn't let you go to Jiangzhou back then. You didn't listen. You can definitely get you a job in Jingzhou that is easy and easy to get results. You can't let people point your nose and scold you for being obscured by your wife. It's eating. Ruanfan’s little white face, you came to Jiangzhou arbitrarily, but you don’t know how sinister this place is..."

  "After you left, I found out that I was pregnant. I wanted to give you a surprise, but I didn’t realize it. You gave me a surprise first..."

  The woman was talking, tears in her eyes.

  She doesn’t shed tears easily in this life, but she wants to shed tears to the person she loves most.

"Ran Bowen was too vigilant. I sent a lot of people, but in the end I didn’t succeed. Later, I changed my strategy. I picked one of the best agents, spent two years undercover, and finally got Ran Bowen. Trust, I want him to watch the Qinglong Club he founded collapsed, his trusted confidant betrayed him and killed each other, and the person he trusted the most would send the last knife..."

   "Even if he is slashed and stripped by thousands of knives, it will be difficult to dispel the hatred in my heart, and you will never be able to change your voice and smile."

"Aheng, when I learned that he still has remnants in the world, I was very happy. That poor child will replace his father and inherit my hatred. Only in this way can I feel that you are still by my side. ...."

"Aheng, I know you are going to blame me again. You are so kind and don't want to involve the innocent, but you think about our son, isn't he innocent? He was born without a father, and you don't even know his existence, so That child is not innocent at all. Ran Bowen’s blood bleeds in his body. The son inherits his father’s past, and it is justified..."

  "Ahheng, wait a while, there may be some pain, can you bear it, okay? I have found a new feng shui treasure for you, so that you can stay with me forever..."

  The woman gently stroked the tombstone with her fingers, like her lover's eyebrows.

  Xu Xuxu talked about it for a long time, and the rain seemed to get heavier.

  The woman finally stood up, squatted for too long, her feet were a little numb, her body shook, and she held the tombstone to stand firmly.

  She couldn't help bending down to hug the tombstone, threw away the umbrella, and let the rain wash down.

   Zhou Xue watched this scene from a distance, shocked.

  I have been with my wife for seven years, and I gradually understand many things.

Mrs.    has a deep feeling for the lost husband. Although she doesn't say anything, she always smiles faintly, but sometimes looking at the young master's stunned eyes or the low groan when she dreams back at midnight, she never forgets it, and even lasts forever.

  As deep as love, as deep as hate.

  She doesn’t know whether what the wife is doing is right or wrong, but she knows well that only by passing on the hatred can the husband have the motivation to live.

  Pity the innocent child.

  No, if you want to say it is pitiful, isn't the young master pitiful?

  Since the blood of the wicked is flowing in his bones, he is not innocent at all.

  It’s just the poorest child. It was the child thirteen years ago. At that time, his wife could not kill Ran Bowen. She was full of hatred and had nowhere to vent. At this moment, the woman appeared...

  The woman walked over without expression, her face washed by rain can no longer see the trace of tears.

  Zhou Xue immediately condensed her mind, holding up the umbrella and raising it above the woman's head again.

   "Let Nighthawk come to Jiangzhou to see me immediately." The woman left a cold sentence and walked away.

  Zhou Xue glanced at the horizon, the clouds were densely covered, and even greater wind and rain was about to come.

  (End of this chapter)