Wang Fengxia, female, born, July 27, 1994, deceased, July 27, 2017, at the age of 23, husband, Yang Shitian!

At six or seven o'clock in the morning of a certain day in November, Xishan, Taoyuan Village, a mass grave!

A young man with a thin body, kneeling on both knees, his hands on his knees, his eyes glazed, his brows locked, his face pale, his face sad, smiling bitterly, tears in the corners of his eyes, yellow paper on the left, matches on the right!

"Fengxia, I'm here to see you, are you doing well down there, if it's cold, remember to give me your dreams, I'll burn ...... Burn the bed quilt for you, remember, you must remember!"

As soon as the young man finished speaking, he held his head in his hands and cried bitterly, the man was in his prime, four out of twenty, it was the deceased Wang Fengxia, and the tombstone carved her husband, Yang Shiting!

At the end of this year, the weather gradually turned from cool to cold, almost seven or eight degrees above zero, at six or seven o'clock in the morning, there will inevitably be a thin layer of frost on the lawn of the mass grave post, but Yang Shitian looked at it, and did not feel a trace of coldness, the perennial short sleeves have never changed, just care about bowing his head and crying.

Yang Shitian, the village belongs to Jinling County, lives in Taoyuan Village, 30 miles away from the town, third-level poverty, coarse tea and light rice, has fields and land, men and women weave, enjoy life, there are old and young, married for two years.

Every night a year ago, there would be laughter with his beloved wife Wang Fengxia in the room, which is also the reason why Yang Shitian couldn't sleep all night and was getting thinner and thinner.

At that time, Yang Shitian was lying on his side on the bed, with a pestle in his right hand, smiling in his eyes, looking at Wang Fengxia, who was lying flat on the bed and had an old figure. "Hey...... Fengxia, when do you say we are going to have a child?" "You see that my father gets up early in the morning every day and doesn't stay at home, so he knows that he runs to Zhao Ming's house every day and goes to hug other people's sons every day to play."

Wang Fengxia, thoughtfully, didn't pay attention!

Yang Shitian smiled obscenely, and wanted to rest, "Zhao Ming was still teasing me that day, saying that I can't do it, I can't get a big fat boy for Uncle Yang, that kid is angry with me, no, Fengxia, we have to have a son this year, come on, Fengxia." Talking and laughing, Yang Shitian salted pig's trotters were not idle.

Wang Fengxia, with a charming face, opened her mouth to refute, and blocked it, "Oh, don't make trouble, don't touch me, I said that in the next year, why are we going to do it!"

Yang Shitian wanted to give up, "Oh, come on, come on, your man can't raise his head when he goes out, you know no, I can't wait for a day hahaha"!

Wang Fengxia, pursed her lips and smiled, got up and fled, oops, don't touch me, giggle...... Big pervert!

Laughter, living together, the sky is unpredictable, and the good times do not last long!

Yang Shitian and Wang Fengxia, both small, but also the same village, marriage is determined by the parents of both sides at an early age, from childhood to adulthood, the two are also very harmonious with the spleen and stomach, love each other, you love me, childhood sweethearts.

People in the village say that this marriage is good, Uncle Yang has eyesight, Uncle Wang has good vision, the two babies will be designated in the future, happy for a lifetime, Yang Shitian is naturally happy, Wang Fengxia is also beautiful, thick eyebrows and big eyes, cherry mouth, knowledgeable and reasonable, good wife and good mother, but unfortunately it is a little bad, the eight characters are not hard enough.

Yang Shitian is also handsome, ten miles and eight towns, there are also relatives, but the eight characters are just the opposite of Wang Fengxia, the two older generations also gathered at the table to discuss, but in the end they still insisted, the marriage was given, the people in the village knew about it, and the two families were ashamed.

One day later, two women, under the big locust tree, one fat and one thin, crossed their knees.

The thin woman, with a look of disdain, pointed at her hands and feet, "Oops...... Aunt Zhang, I heard that Feng Xia's father is not old and confused, and he actually said that Feng Xia's eight characters are not hard enough to let Feng Xia marry Shi Tian!"

The woman with a big waist and a thick waist gloated with a look of schadenfreude, "Yes, Aunt Mao, my old Zheng also muttered to me that day, if this woman is hard, she must not kill her man!"

The thin woman, in line with it, "Yes, I also think it's strange, I think he wants to regret it, and the suspect is poor from his family." ”

Yang Shitian has also heard of it, but his superficial attitude has always been the same, and he laughed at it, not that he didn't care, but that he believed that Wang Fengxia would only marry him alone in this life.

But the Yang family also had something in their hearts, and they deliberately concealed it from their son, until they were sick in bed, and before they died, they had no choice but to say to their son and buried them in their hearts.

"O world, you ...... You and Fengxia, you can't have children this year, you're sorry for you, the mistakes you made when you were young, but I want you to carry them, I can't use Gu magic to reduce my head, I can't help it, you ...... You remember, if something happens to Fengxia one day, you go and open the cellar to open ......"

Yang Shitian didn't dare to interrupt his father's speech, for fear that in just a few seconds, his father would no longer be able to speak.

Yang Shitian's family is poor, after his father died, he buried it at will, halfway up the mountain, on a hill in the north, when he was young, Yang Shitian's father often took him to where to sit and watch the scenery, saying that it was far away from there, and everything in Taoyuan Village could be seen at a glance.

The words of the Yang family have plagued Yang Shitian all the year round, and in the dead of night, he will always keep thinking of his father's hideous face before his death, as well as the unfinished paragraph, as if it was just yesterday, vividly.

After three months, Yang Shitian forgot for a while, and sometimes he remembered it, but he thought that maybe his father was old and said foolish things when he was old, so he gradually forgot it.

Soon after the Yang family left, Wang Fengxia became pregnant, but Yang Shitian couldn't be happy, and the Yang family's hideous face before death always appeared in his mind.

But just when Wang Fengxia was seven months pregnant, Yang Shitian broke up, blood splashed the family, and the spiritual position was humiliated!

July 27, 2017, a year ago, Taoyuan Village, noon!

"You are my little apple, no matter how much I love you......" It can be said that people are in good spirits at happy events, today is a special day, Yang Shitian's wife Wang Fengxia celebrates her birthday.

Yang Shitian ate lunch, hummed a little tune, picked up the hoe, and prepared to go to the field, clean up the canal in his own field, before leaving, Wang Fengxia smiled sweetly at her, "Shitian! I'll surprise you when I come back", Yang Shitian was natural, nodded with a smile, his eyes revealed happiness.

Yang Shitian walked out of the house, lowered his head and walked intently, pondering the canal in the field while walking, the day before yesterday was just clear, why was it blocked again today, is it someone deliberately bad, but want to keep blocking, it's not a thing, maybe it's the people in the village, passing by the edge of the field, and trampling the ridge down, it's all a village, there is no need to care.

After finishing early, I have to go to Jinling Town to buy some flowers or something, isn't Fengxia celebrating her birthday today, how can I be romantic and romantic.

"Yo, where is Shitian going?" Yang Shitian thought as he walked, and as soon as he walked to the middle of the village, he heard Aunt Mao'er's voice.

Yang Shitian was a little stunned for a moment, then raised his head and smiled, "Oh...... Hehe, Aunt Mao, where are you going, I didn't go to do anything, it's just that the ditch in my field is blocked, I'll clear it and come back."

Aunt Mao's eyes were slight, "Hehe, what's the good thing in Shitian's house today, look at you for fun, the little apple is singing." ”

Although Yang Shitian has entered adulthood and is over twenty-three, he has a straight temperament, and the young man has a good temper, and he can't even lie.

Oh...... That Aunt Mao, hehe, why don't you come to the house today, Fengxia has a birthday today, I'll go to the town to buy some food or something, and invite everyone to have a meal!

Aunt Mao teased, "Ouch, forget it, we old women, how can we disturb your little couple's affection, no, no, hurry up and work, isn't Fengxia pregnant, isn't this the old hen at home, laying a few eggs, and I want to find you, you can get busy, I'll send two eggs to Fengxia." ”

Yang Shitian was really embarrassed by Aunt Mao's words, and scratched his head with a big hoe, "Then thank you, Aunt Mao, I'll go to work in the field first!"

Aunt Mao took out two eggs from her pocket and shook them in front of Yang Shitian, "Go ahead, come back early when you're done!"

Yang Shitian smiled, turned around, and waved his hand, "Hey, okay, Aunt Mao, go ahead, Feng Xia should be washing dishes at this time." ”

After Yang Shitian finished speaking, he walked to his own field, thinking about what flowers to buy in the town, roses, peonies, or sunflowers, "Hehe, what am I thinking, my wife's birthday, how can anyone send sunflowers", Yang Shitian had his own strange thoughts, and he amused himself, seeing that he was about to walk to his own field, and then the next path would arrive.

World...... The world is not good, something is wrong, you ...... Go home, hurry up...... Otherwise, it will be too late.

As soon as Yang Shitian stepped into the path with his front foot, Aunt Mao came from his back foot, a hurried shout, looking like there should be something urgent, his face was full of sweat, Yang Shitian frowned, then turned around and ran over with a hoe, "What's wrong Aunt Mao, what's wrong?"

Aunt Mao's face was frightened, and she swallowed, "It's not good, I don't know what's wrong with Fengxia today, I took a big kitchen knife, and cut my hands and shoulders hard, your father-in-law wanted to go over to stop him, and he was ...... was slashed on the wrist by Feng Xia, and the bones were seen, and now they may have been sent to the hospital, Feng Xia was vigorous, yelling and saying that she wanted to see you"

Yang Shi listened to what Aunt Mao said, he was so frightened that he gasped, his face was pale, his pupils were dilated, and when he remembered what his father said when he lost his breath, a chill came to his heart, and as soon as he threw the hoe, he ran away, "Aunt Mao, hurry up, don't be stunned"

Aunt Mao shouted, "You go quickly, I won't go, after shouting, she patted her chest and muttered in a low voice, ouch...... can scare the old lady to death, Feng Xia can't be in some evil!"

Yang Shitian was sweating profusely, strode home, and arrived not far from the door of the house in about ten minutes, "Yang Shitian, quickly find Yang Shitian for me, hurry up."

Wang Zheng pleaded with a little crying, "Ouch, Fengxia......! What are you doing here! Put down your knife, put it down!"

As soon as Yang Shitian ran not far from the door, he saw a group of people gathered around his house, gossiping, talking, and pointing fingers.

Wang Fengxia opened her throat, like crazy, desperately shouting her name, you must know Wang Fengxia, she is pregnant now, if this person is good, she will not be like this at all.

Yang Shitian walked forward quickly, squeezed into the crowd, and looked anxious, "Let the aunt, let the uncle, let me in"

The eldest aunt in the village, her face was full of horror, "Ouch, Shitian, is it that the little couple quarreled, this is ...... This Fengxia is so dignified, how did she become like this.

Yang Shitian also ignored the eldest aunt, because he was also a little confused, so he ran directly through the crowd and walked straight to the front of the crowd, with a worried face and tenderness in his eyes, "Fengxia, what's wrong with you, why are you doing this, put the knife down, Shitian begs you!"

At this moment, Wang Fengxia is full of smiling, her hair is messy, her clothes are untidy, her skin is white and tender, looming, the strong man in the village, the Adam's apple is surging, and she doesn't look like a normal person, "Ha...... Haha, Yang Shiting, your father owes me a debt, you come to pay it back, there is a debtor who is wronged,"

Burst...... Burst...... Hahaha!

Wang Fengxia smiled fiercely, looked up and laughed wildly, like a crazy woman, Yang Shitian pleaded, "Fengxia has something to say, why don't you put the knife down first, okay?"

Wang Fengxia smiled and asked, "Please......?" is optimistic about Yang Shitian. ”

After Wang Fengxia finished speaking, she raised the kitchen knife and aimed it at her stomach, "Hahaha, it's fun, it's fun." ”

Yang Shitian had tears in the corners of his eyes, and when he saw that he was about to cry, he pounced and fell to his knees, "Fengxia, why are you doing this." ”

Wang Fengxia looked up at Yang Shitian, her face was still the same, and she couldn't stop smiling, "Why, why do you have to ask your sick father," After speaking, he stabbed himself in the stomach again, and in an instant, Wang Fengxia's big belly was dripping with blood.

Yang Shitian was frightened, and kept muttering, "Why is this happening, why, why." ”

Wang Fengxia didn't seem to feel any pain, so she actually opened her stomach wide, and then put her hand in, her eyes were hateful, poof...... With a sound, he directly pulled out the flesh and blood in his stomach, seven months old, "Come and see your son, don't you can't wait for a day?"

An unknown young woman in the village, having a nervous breakdown and being overly frightened, screamed loudly, "Ah...... My God, possessed by a ghost, possessed by a ghost, Wang Fengxia possessed by a ghost. ”

Wang Fengxia's crazy actions finally woke up the shocked villagers, smacked their tongues, bared their teeth, covered their eyes with their hands, and ran out of the courtyard.

Wang Fengxia's father, Wang Zheng, was directly frightened and his feet weakened, he fell to the ground with a plop, and passed out, Wang Fengxia grinned, her hands were full of blood, her eyes were vicious, trembling, her hands pinched her parents, and walked towards the Yang spiritual seat!

Father, the spiritual seat of the Yang family!

Wang Fengxia walked in front of Yang Shitian's father and the Yang family's spiritual seat, smiled again and again, waved her right hand, and threw out her own flesh and blood, which had just turned seven months old.

"Hmph...... Hum...... Hahaha, the grievances between the Yang family have been written off. ”

Thump......

After Wang Fengxia finished speaking, her feet were weak, and she collapsed to the ground, her eyes always staring at the Yang spirit.

Yang Shitian was dumbfounded, and kept blaming himself in his heart, why didn't he listen to what his father said before his death, it turned out that there were such serious consequences hidden behind it.

Yang Shitian screamed sadly, "Feng Xia, Feng Xia, my Feng Xia, what happened to my father, you have to treat me in this way." ”

Yang Shiting, grief-stricken, his hands were clubbed on the ground, tears were raining, he pushed all the responsibility in front of him, and constantly examined himself, why didn't he listen to his father at the beginning, and complained that he was an old man who was confused, blaming himself for being careless and killing Fengxia!

At four or five o'clock in the afternoon of the same day, Yang Shitian came back from his self-blame, his eyes were dull, his eyes were blood-red, he looked up at his wife who was lying in a pool of blood, and wanted to stand up and be buried, but this kneeling was three or four hours, his feet were numb, he was unconscious, he pounced, and fell to the ground.

Yang Shitian finally couldn't suppress it, the heart-rending pain in his heart, he beat the ground desperately, and cried bitterly, "Fengxia, Fengxia, blame me, blame me for killing you." ”

Yang Shi fell to the ground and cried bitterly, for nearly half an hour, his feet improved, he stood up, stumbled, and walked towards his wife.

Wang Fengxia, her eyes are sloppy, her face is pale, she is dead.