GBP Chapter 294: Killing someone is more painful than death
Chapter 294: Killing someone is more painful than death
Xiao Zhiguang woke up quickly, his face was pale and he was shaky even when sitting. He looked like he had aged a few years and looked pitiful.
Xiao Yingyue was indifferent. When Xiao Zhiguang harmed her and her father, he showed no mercy at all.
"Wenlin, he really... You lied to me on purpose, you want to laugh at me, right?"
Xiao Zhiguang's dim eyes brightened up and he looked over hopefully, wanting to hear the answer he was thinking of.
"You are like this now, what jokes are there to laugh at?"
Xiao Yingyue had a mocking expression on her face. She took out a photo from her bag. On it was Xiao Wenlin's mutilated body. She handed it in through the window. "He was beaten to death by a black coal mine and thrown into the mountains. He was bitten by wild dogs and became like this. I brought back his ashes and have buried him."
Xiao Zhiguang took the photo with trembling hands. It was a long time before he dared to look at it. After just one look, he closed his eyes in pain. Turbid tears flowed into his mouth, which were salty and bitter, and made his heart ache like a knife.
"My son...ah..."
The sound seemed to come from a dark and damp basement, it was astringent, hoarse, and with a hint of bitterness. Xiao Zhiguang opened his mouth and wailed silently.
At this moment, he has no desire to live.
"Where is Xiao Moli now?" Xiao Zhiguang asked through gritting his teeth.
"In the detention center, she helped human traffickers kidnap children and should be sentenced!" Xiao Yingyue replied.
Xiao Zhiguang didn't say anything. A trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth and his eyes were full of regret.
After all the careful planning, I ended up costing you your life!
He suddenly thought of this sentence and couldn't help laughing. He couldn't stop laughing. The louder he laughed, the more tears flowed. He couldn't tell whether he was laughing or crying.
Even though the warden scolded him, Xiao Zhiguang did not stop laughing. He looked crazy, crying and laughing desperately, holding his son's photo tightly in his hand.
“Retribution…it’s all retribution, hahahaha!”
Xiao Zhiguang stood up and walked slowly. The heavy shackles made a dull clatter and gradually faded away.
Walking out of the detention center, Xiao Yingyue suddenly said, "Sister Qingqing, your move of killing people and destroying their hearts is really satisfying!"
The most satisfying way to take revenge on someone is to destroy his or her heart and make him or her live in pain and regret for the rest of his or her life, which is more painful than being fried in a frying pan.
Xiao Zhiguang must have been tortured day and night in the remaining month. Death was actually a relief for him.
This is the most satisfying revenge, Xiao Yingyue finally understood.
Xia Qingqing smiled and looked up at the sky. It was a clear blue sky and the weather was great.
It is impossible for her to protect Xiao Yingyue for her whole life. For a girl who is out in the society, being naive and kind will only hurt herself. It is better for her to be a sinister woman.
The next day, Xia Mingchen arrived in Shanghai. He didn't call, but came here on his own. He was very confident that with his intelligence, a mere alley would not be a problem for him.
As a result, he got off the train at ten in the morning and was still wandering in the alley at three in the afternoon. He was not hungry because there were many foods in the alley. He just had a sore foot and several blisters on the soles of his feet, which was very painful.
Xia Mingchen stood in the spider-web-like alley, muttering to himself, "North up, south down, west left, east right. Turn in from the east, walk 200 meters and turn west, and you'll be in Ping'an Lane. How did I end up in Fuqing Lane?"
He was still very confident in his sense of direction, and an hour ago, he asked an old man for directions. The old man enthusiastically showed him the way and said it was only ten minutes away.
He followed the old man's instructions exactly, and an hour later, he was transferred to Fuqingli Lane.
Xia Mingchen was now tired and thirsty. He just wanted to find his eldest niece as soon as possible, drink a cup of spiritual tea, soak his feet in hot water, and lie down on the bed to sleep.
But he didn't want to make a phone call, for fear of being laughed at by Xia Qingqing, and he also wanted to save his face.
"Selling candied haws..."
An old man came over from the opposite side, carrying a straw bundle full of candied haws, shouting something. Several children gathered around him. A string of candied haws cost five cents, and the children all loved them.
Xiaoyu came over with a stack of comic books. When he saw the candied haws, he swallowed hard and reached into his pocket for money. After searching for a long time, he only took out a two-cent coin.
Only then did he remember that he had given all the money to the bookstore owner.
Xiaoyu used a lot of strength to move his feet, but after just two steps, he stopped and looked at the Tanghulu uncle eagerly.
After hesitating for a few seconds, Xiaoyu walked towards the uncle holding the two-cent coin.
"Give!"
The uncle plucked a string of candied haws.
Xiaoyu shook her head, raised the coins in her hand, and asked quietly, "Can I give you the rest of the money tomorrow?"
The uncle was stunned for a moment, then stuffed the candied haws into his hand, took out two cents, and said with a smile, "No need to pay tomorrow, take it and eat it."
"You have to give it to me. My sister said you can't take advantage of others!"
Xiaoyu returned the candied haws, but he refused to eat it because the uncle didn't agree to pay for it the next day.
If his sister knew that he took advantage of Uncle Tanghulu, she would definitely spank him.
"I'm treating you to a meal, it's not taking advantage, take it!"
The uncle narrowed his eyes and smiled. The child was pretty and neatly dressed, so he definitely didn't mean to not bring money. It was just a string of candied haws, so he could just think of it as a treat for the child.
He went from street to street selling candied haws. Today he sold them here, and tomorrow he would go to another alley. It was impossible for him to make a special trip just to collect three cents from the kid.
Xiaoyu refused to accept it. He looked at the candied haws reluctantly and turned to leave.
"I invite you to eat."
Xia Mingchen searched his pocket for a long time but couldn't find any small-denomination money. The smallest note was five yuan, so he gave it directly to the uncle.
"Comrade, I can't find it. Do you have a smaller one?"
The uncle was in a dilemma. He could only make less than five dollars in gross profit from selling candied haws in a day.
"I'll buy all your candied haws. The extra ones will be shared with the kids!"
Xia Mingchen picked five strings of candied haws and smiled at Xiaoyu, "Uncle will treat you to candied haws. Can you help uncle lead the way?"
"Okay, where are you going, uncle?"
Xiaoyu nodded happily.
"Ping An Lane, you know?"
"I know, my home is right there, uncle, follow me!"
The little fish was even happier. He took a string of candied haws and ran in front to lead the way.
Xia Mingchen followed proudly behind. He was worthy of being the smartest person in the Xia family to come up with such a clever idea. When the time comes, he will suddenly appear at the door of Xia Qingqing's house, which will definitely scare her and then she will be in awe of him as her uncle.
Xia Qingqing said that if an unfamiliar outsider is not led by a local, he will never be able to get out of the alley. He will use facts to impress his niece.
"Uncle, we're here!"
Xiaoyu turned many corners and finally got out of the alley and arrived at the entrance of the convenience store in just ten minutes.
"Come here, little fish!"
Sister Xu waved at him, and Xiaoyu ran over with a smile. His face was pinched several times and a piece of candy was placed in his hand.
Xia Mingchen was in a daze for a moment. The name Xiaoyu sounded strangely familiar. Where had he heard it before?
"Goodbye Aunt Xu!"
Xiaoyu waved and continued walking home. He met many old men and women along the way, who would stop him, touch his head, and give him delicious food.
In just a short distance, the little fish had a lot of food in his hands, which made him very happy.
Xia Mingchen had already noticed that Xiaoyu's reaction was a little slow, but he didn't think much about it. He looked for the house number on the note, one house at a time, and finally found it.
He grinned smugly, but soon restrained himself, becoming aloof and straightening his back, ready to knock on the door.
"Sister, I'm back!"
Xiaoyu pushed the door open and shouted loudly, then saw Xia Mingchen and asked curiously: "Uncle, why are you in my house?"
Before Xia Mingchen could react, he saw Xia Qingqing coming out. He finally remembered who Xiaoyu was. He was the younger brother of his adopted niece. No wonder he sounded so familiar.
"Why are you with Xiaoyu?"
Xia Qingqing was surprised. Her cheap uncle arrived in Shanghai at ten in the morning, but now it was four in the afternoon and there was no phone call or sighting of him. If she had not had confidence in Xia Mingchen's intelligence, she would have suspected that he had been abducted by human traffickers and taken to a black coal mine.
"Sister, uncle can't find the way, so he bought me some candied haws and I'll lead the way for him!"
Xiaoyu held up the candied haws in his hand and spoke loudly.
Xia Mingchen gritted his teeth and dug his toes into the ground. He was walking into a trap!
"Are you lost?" Xia Qingqing asked, trying not to laugh.
No wonder there has been no news for so long.
"It's my first time in Shanghai. I feel very close to it. I just wandered around and the scenery is very nice."
Xia Mingchen had a dull expression. He would never admit that he was lost as he could not afford to lose face.
Xiaoyu glanced at him, her expression as if she wanted to say something but hesitated, and in the end she said nothing.
Teacher Lang said that adults are very concerned about their reputation and that you cannot expose their lies in front of them, otherwise some adults will become angry and want to hit you.
Xia Qingqing was too lazy to expose the truth, so she went to get a basin of hot water, sprinkled some medicinal powder on it, and asked Xia Mingchen to soak his feet.
"Hiss...comfortable!"
Xia Mingchen put his feet into the hot water and couldn't help but sigh. It was so comfortable.
Xia Qingqing glanced at his feet and saw at least six blisters. Men were indeed the toughest talkers in the whole body.
"Xiao Xia!"
Uncle Li's loud voice came from outside, and then he walked into the house.
"Uncle Li, what's the matter?" Xia Qingqing asked with a smile.
"Xiao Xia, you can't be partial. You gave the hair growth agent to Liu Shimei, why didn't you give it to me? Is our relationship not as close as Liu Shimei's?"
Uncle Li felt extremely aggrieved and looked accusingly at me.
Just now, that old bastard Liu Shimei ran in front of him to show off his barren head, which actually grew a layer of new hair. Although it is still very short, it will definitely turn into a lush forest in another month.
Although Uncle Li didn't have much hair, it was much better than Uncle Liu's barren hair, so he often shook his gray hair in front of Uncle Liu, several times a day, to stimulate Uncle Liu.
Now the situation is reversed. Uncle Liu has more hair than him, so he will be the one who is irritated in the future.
How could Uncle Li accept this? After finding out that the hair growth agent belonged to Xia Qingqing, he immediately went to her house.
Xia Qingqing didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Uncle Li, you're not bald, you don't need to grow hair."
"I don't care. Anyway, I can't have less hair than Liu Shimei. Xiaoxia, give me the medicine and I'll pay for it!"
Uncle Li took out some money and insisted on buying it.
"Uncle Li, having too much hair is troublesome. Are you sure you want to use it?"
Xia Qingqing didn't ask for money. Uncle Li was very nice to her, so he definitely couldn't accept any money.
"Use it. I don't have too much!"
Uncle Li did not hesitate at all, because he couldn't lose to Liu Shimei.
"Then I'll give you some medicine. If you complain about your hair being too thick in the future, don't blame me for not reminding you!"
Xia Qingqing got another vaccination, went to get the medicine, and told him how to use it. Uncle Li took the medicine and left excitedly.
As soon as he left, Uncle Liu came to the door and brought a lunch box of freshly fried spring rolls, which were fried by Aunt Liu. For the stingy Uncle Liu, this lunch box of spring rolls was definitely a valuable gift. None of the neighbors in Ping'an Alley had ever received such a valuable gift from Uncle Liu. Xia Qingqing was the first one.
"Xiao Xia, eat it while it's hot. Your aunt's fried spring rolls are delicious."
Uncle Liu placed the spring rolls on the table with a smile and looked at Xia Qingqing with a particularly kind look.
He started losing hair at the age of thirty, and it lasted for ten years. After he turned forty, he was finally bald, with only a few hairs left sticking to his scalp, making him look particularly shabby. In a fit of anger, he shaved all his hair off, and maintained the bald look for more than twenty years. He didn't expect that he could still grow hair at his age, all thanks to Xiao Xia's miraculous rejuvenation!
"Xiao Xia, are you home?"
Fuqiang called as he entered the courtyard. When he saw Uncle Liu, he smiled and held a winnowing basket covered with a piece of gauze. He put the winnowing basket on the table and said with a smile, "My wife just made these three-fresh wontons. They are delicious."
"Thank you. How is your work at the factory?"
Xia Qingqing didn't hesitate to say that the wontons made by Fuqiang's wife tasted very good. She had given them to Xiaoyu before and she liked them very much.
"It's good. The work is not tiring, and I still have time to read."
Fuqiang was speaking from the heart. His current fixed salary is 85 yuan, but with overtime pay, he can basically make around 100 yuan a month, which is much better than his previous salary of around 40 yuan in the state-owned factory.
The work is not tiring, and you get paid for overtime. There is not much intrigue in the company, and everyone is too busy working to have time to gossip.
Last month, his wife also went to the garment factory to work on a sewing machine. His wife originally worked in a textile factory, where she had to work three shifts and was extremely tired. She only made eighty or ninety yuan a month. When the salary was paid last month, his wife only worked about twenty days and received about eighty yuan.
His wife said that he would make at least 150 yuan this month, and it would be higher in the future.
The couple has a combined savings of two to three hundred yuan. The wife said that if they save up for another six months, they can buy a refrigerator for the family and make frozen popsicles for the children in the summer.
The Fuqiang couple no longer quarreled, and the atmosphere at home was very harmonious. Both of them were very grateful to Xia Qingqing.
Xia Qingqing smiled and said, "It's good to read books. The garment factory will be expanded in the future, and you will have to take on apprentices by then. You must have strong skills, otherwise your apprentices will not be convinced."
"I will definitely study hard, don't worry!"
Fuqiang was startled. Was this considered a leak in advance?
After all, they are neighbors, so he has some face. From now on, he will read for an hour after get off work. Director Zhuang said that only those who are always prepared can seize opportunities. Now that the opportunity is in his mouth, he can't let it fly away.
Fuqiang ran away excitedly. He wanted to go home and read.
"Xiao Xia, I'm at home!"
Xia Qingqing took the wontons into the kitchen and prepared to cook a bowl for Xia Mingchen and Xiaoyu. Then someone else came to the door. It was Aunt Li from the alley. She was holding a net bag of rice cakes, only five in total.
"Aunt Li, is there something wrong?"
Xia Qingqing asked politely.
"My relatives back home made some rice cakes. I'll give you some. They're Ningbo rice cakes. They're delicious."
Aunt Li stuffed the rice cake in front of me and spoke very nicely.
Xia Qingqing confiscated it and stuffed it back. Aunt Li was well-known in the neighborhood for being stingy, but her stinginess was different from that of Uncle Liu. There was a qualitative difference.
Although Uncle Liu is stingy, he doesn't take advantage of others. What belongs to me is not yours, and you don't have to want it either.
Aunt Li, however, loves to take advantage of others, taking things from the public and from the neighbors. In Uncle Li's words, she would pluck a few feathers from every passing bird, truly plucking feathers from a passing goose.