Requiem Chapter 67 Zhang Xiuting
"This story has to start from ten years ago." Old Zhao narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at the ceiling, and tried his best to recall every detail of that year.
The mayor of our city is surnamed Huang, with a single given name of Chen. At that time, he did not have the fortune he has now. At best, he was , and he was in charge of our funeral home. Although this position is small, it is at least a salary paid by the emperor. In addition, Huang Chen is quite scheming and has coaxed his superiors around. It can be said that he has a lot of wind and purple air coming from the east. In particular, this kid has a good appearance, is handsome, and is at an age of being as vigorous as a wolf, so he has caused a lot of romantic debts outside, including that woman: Zhang Xiuting.
Hearing the word "woman", Yin Hui couldn't help but take a breath. He had heard it more than three or four times since Zhou Haiqing. What did these two words mean and what did they imply? It was really confusing.
At the same time, he also felt a little sad about Fatty Huang who frequently appeared in the news. He never expected that this high-ranking guy was actually his old boss in his unit.
Zhang Xiuting had a pretty face and fair skin. She was the kind of woman who was good at understanding the ways of the world. As she had just arrived, she did not know the local rules, so she started a business dealing with the dead near the funeral home and opened a shop that made funeral clothes. It was quite good.
Later, she met Huang Chen. Although it was not love at first sight, it was almost the same. After all, men and women are just like that, and it is hard to explain. But Zhang Xiuting had a kind of elegance that only rural people have. How could Huang Chen, who was born in the city, have such a thing? He was very tempted and found an opportunity to make it clear. Not only did he assign her a set of employee housing in the factory, but he also let her do what she wanted, giving her money and things.
It's nothing to get here, one is willing to fight and the other is willing to be beaten. This kind of woman is just a plaything for Huang Chen, and he can't really do anything about it.
Under the fierce bombardment of Huang Chen, a master of love, this inexperienced girl was captured within a few weeks and had sex with him one night.
In the eyes of this country girl, chastity represents life. She has planned everything for the future very well. One day in the future, she will marry this man. Then, one evening, the couple will hug each other at the entrance of the kindergarten, waiting for their child to run out with a small schoolbag on his back...
With such fantasies, Zhang Xiuting continued to indulge in the love woven by Huang Chen. The two of them couldn't stop and began to live together secretly, as if there were only the two of them left in the whole world.
Wishes are beautiful, but facts are cruel. When you think of them, you feel sweet, but when they are broken, you feel sad.
It happened after the Mid-Autumn Festival. That night, Huang Chen came. Zhang Xiuting closed the door, her face shy, and said she wanted to tell him a good news. Huang Chen didn't care at the time. What could a poor girl do to make him happy? So he pretended to be close to her ear. But when Zhang Xiuting finished speaking, Huang Chen's face changed. It was very ugly. The black was tinged with purple, just like the liver that had been dried in the butcher shop for a day. Because this woman is pregnant! He drank a glass of water silently, and his attitude was very firm. This child must not be born no matter what. If she didn't want to abort, he would send her to the hospital. Zhang Xiuting was stunned on the spot, her eyes rolling. If Huang Chen hadn't repeated it loudly again, she would even suspect that she had heard it wrong.
Huang Chen left without staying, and smashed a ceramic cup. Zhang Xiuting's heart was broken just like the cup.
After touching her belly, Zhang Xiuting decided to give birth to the child because it was her own. So she and Huang Chen had a worse and worse relationship, Huang Chen came less and less often, and finally he didn't come at all, but Zhang Xiuting's belly grew bigger day by day.
She didn't want her child to be pointed at by other children, saying that he had no father and was a bastard. So she called Huang Chen again and again, crying and making a scene to ask him to marry her. She even threw a tantrum in our funeral home once. There happened to be a leadership team visiting at that time. Huang Chen's face was as red as a donkey's. He had to persuade her with all his might.
She had made up her mind, and so had Huang Chen. He would not give her living expenses, and even threatened to take back the house if the woman insisted on giving birth to the child behind his back. Zhang Xiuting was stubborn and refused to compromise. In the end, she was so stubborn that Huang Chen wanted to kill her, because he was already married, and his wife was the only daughter of a provincial-level leader, who was treated like a baby. What if this got out and was known by his wife and father-in-law? What if one day this woman knocked on his door with a child...
Huang Chen knew that if any one of these inferences came true, the rest of his life would be over.
Humph! Since you are unkind, don't blame me for being unjust.
Thus, the murderous intent that had just emerged gradually became more stable and mature.
This flawless plan was soon implemented. Huang Chen took a spare key and quietly slipped into Zhang Xiuting's apartment building one night. He turned on the gas without anyone noticing, and then closed the doors and windows. It must be said that he was very smart. He could even make a scene when he killed someone. He said hello to the Public Security Bureau and gave it a little nod, and the matter went smoothly.
Maybe he was just feeling guilty? To avoid any complications, he took Zhang Xiuting's body to his funeral home as soon as he left the police station, ready to cremate it immediately. Who is Huang Chen? The director ! Cremating a person is not a simple matter.
But something unexpected happened at this moment.
At this point, Old Zhao's emotions became noticeably unstable, and two lines of turbid tears slowly flowed down his sunken eye sockets.
