Siheyuan: Sap is the last word

Since last night, Han Yongmei has been restless and doesn't know what's going on.

The third lady thought about flattering her, so she thought of something with a smile on her face.

"When a woman is pregnant, there are always all kinds of things that go wrong. I think you are pregnant with a naughty boy and you are making trouble!"

Han Yongmei ignored her, thinking that she would go home and chat with her own mother, which would be a relief. Thinking that she was pregnant after all, she felt delicate, so she wanted to drop by the hospital and let the doctor take a look.

Originally, she wanted to ask an aunt to accompany her to the hospital. It wasn't because she wasn't feeling well, but she just wanted to show off.

But Han Yongmei wanted to go home first, and thought it would be better to ask her own mother to accompany her, so she carried her bag and walked out alone.

Watching her increasingly rounded back fading away, the second aunt and the third aunt looked at each other, turned their heads and sighed.

Han Yongmei walked waddlingly like a duck. After walking for a long time, her legs felt sore and her feet felt weak. It was because she had been lying at home for a long time during this period that she gained weight rapidly and lacked exercise. Her physical strength declined rapidly and she could not even walk two steps.

"Girl, how many months have you been here?"

An old lady wearing a scarf covering half of her face passed by her. Seeing her like this, she stepped forward to ask worriedly.

"It's been more than four months."

Han Yongmei is not a fool, and she still has basic courtesy towards outsiders.

"Where are we going? Why are we still walking there while pregnant with a child?"

The old lady looked concerned.

"Oh, I wanted to take a bus at the bus stop, but I couldn't walk halfway through."

"Well, girl, it's okay for you to sit on the street like this. It's cold outside and you can't blow it now. In this way, my house is nearby. Why don't you come to my house to sit and have a drink of hot water?"

"Mom, I'm sorry to trouble you."

The two of them gave in.

However, Han Yongmei always only thinks about herself. After a few words of humility, she felt that she was really tired and panicked, so she agreed.

The old lady lived at the entrance of the alley, a row of dilapidated private houses. At this time, everyone who is supposed to go to work has gone to work. Even those who have not gone to work will not go out to suffer from the cold weather. They just find a warm room to hang out and chat.

Therefore, this alley is still a bit deserted.

Han Yongmei was a little disgusted with the shabbyness of the house, but she thought that it would be no big deal if she just rested for a while.

When she arrived at the house, Han Yongmei spontaneously sat down in a warm place, smiled and thanked the old lady.

"Hey, no thanks, I just see that it's not easy for you. Sit here and I'll get you some hot water."

Even after entering the house, the old lady did not take off her scarf.

Han Yongmei said a few polite words, and the old lady left.

Just as she turned around, a belt was put around Han Yongmei's neck from behind and tightened suddenly!

She pulled it reflexively!

But where could she pull the belt open? She struggled hard, but she couldn't resist the man's hand!

The man pushed her forward and put his knee on her back. Her face was right against the hot stove!

The skin and flesh pressed against the hot iron and immediately made a squeaking sound.

Her throat was strangled and she couldn't make a sound. The severe pain from the burns on her flesh made her hands lose all strength. After struggling a few times, she heard a gurgling sound in her throat. Her tongue stretched out longer and longer. Her eyes widened and she swallowed. Last breath.

It only takes sixty seconds to suffocate a person to death.

A living human life can be reimbursed in just sixty seconds.

The man let go of his hand and remained in place wearing a ragged coat.

It was the "old lady" who strangled her.

Moreover, this old lady was actually a thin, middle-aged man pretending to be a woman. He just put on a gray wig, changed his voice slightly, and covered his face with a scarf, so he looked very similar.

The man calmed down and took off the belt from Han Yongmei's neck.

To the naked eye, her neck was strangled.

The two-finger-thick belt, made of calfskin, was deeply embedded in her flesh, directly severing the leaf-shaped cartilage of Han Yongmei's throat.

Judging from how far her head fell to one side, her spine was probably strangled.

Within a few minutes, a layer of bluish-gray appeared on her plump face, and purple-red blood emerged from the marks on her neck. The burns on his face were in a hideous shape, and a large number of blisters had formed. Her tongue stuck out long and purple and swollen, blocking the mouth of her throat.

When Han Yongmei slapped people with her palms covered with coarse sand and disfigured them, she never thought that the appearance of her death today would be so hideous and ugly.

It’s really hard to die a good death.

I don’t know if it’s karma or not.

After a while, another person came in.

"The person died?"

"Well, there it is."

"Tsk, why is this woman so fat? She looks like a pig."

"Isn't that what it is? It's white and fat. None of the pigs in the countryside are raised like this."

"What about the corpse?"

"Let's light it. I got gasoline and poured it on the body. You can get some firewood and put it in the house."

"Okay. Please clean up the traces here and don't miss anything."

"Are you still worried about my work?"

It was a small flame at first, one as big as a fingernail, which was drawn from the iron stove and fell into the gasoline. A flame half a meter high suddenly burst out.

Then, the flames spread instantly and engulfed the bodies on the ground.

There was a great uproar.

"what happened?"

"I don't know, it seems like there's a fire somewhere."

"Oh! Look at the smoke, it's quite a fire!"

"is not that right?"

He Yudong raised his head and looked out of the window.

On a street not far from the courtyard, thick smoke rose into the sky.

I'm afraid it's a fire.

He got off work relatively early today, and when he got home, Ran Qiuye greeted him.

"Brother Dong, have you heard? There's a fire in Sancha Alley!"

"Well, it must be a fire. I saw it at work."

"It seems that someone was lifted out of the fire scene!"

"Oh? Someone died?"

"I didn't look at it, but people said it was all burnt to char."

"How...how many died?"

"Because it was daytime, most people who saw the fire ran out, and only one person died. But you also know that the houses in that area were all built randomly, and they were all made of bricks and wood. One family burned it. I couldn't stop getting up, and it burned all over."

"One is dead? Whose family is it?"

"It seems to have been taken from Aunt Wu's house at the entrance of the alley. That's the most surprising thing."

"What's so strange?"

"Aunt Wu and her son live on the other side. Her old man also left two years ago. She is the only one who lives here. She got old last month. Her son arranged a free service for her, and the house was left there. There, I haven’t figured out how to deal with it yet.”

"Then...who is this person who died in her room?"

"no one knows."

"It's really a strange thing."

"is not that right?"

"Okay, don't worry about other people's affairs. I just happened to be back early today. How about we make braised pork ribs?"

Here, He Yudong's family and He Lele.

Over there, Xu Damao and his wife had died unexpectedly.

This can be regarded as good will be rewarded with good and evil will be punished with evil.