After becoming a widow, I raised my traitor brother

Chapter 226 You Killed My Cuckoo

Wei Zi lowered his eyes to look at her, and sighed softly: "If I was the one who fell on the ground at this moment, would Sister Du Juan save me? Of course not. How could I save you if I put myself in the other's shoes? I am no longer Wei Zi four years ago, I can never do such a thing as repaying a grievance with virtue."

Xiao Dujuan's eyes were full of resentment and hatred, and her despair enveloped her like a dark cloud.

Why was Wei Zi the one who found out about her accident?
Why is it the bitch Wei Zi? !
The clouds are gone and the rain is coming, and the pine forest is fresh.

Xiao Dujuan lay in the bloody water, her brand new pomegranate dress was dyed a darker color, half of her face was flattened to the ground and could not move, she stared at Wei Zi from the corner of her eye, her lips moved but could not make a sound, dripping over the tip of her nose His tears gradually turned blood red.

She stretched her hand forward as if to survive, but she couldn't hold Wei Zi's skirt because of her serious injury.

Obviously so close...

Obviously, she is about to marry into the Duke of Zhen's mansion to change her own destiny...

At the end of midsummer, there was a faint humming of cicadas in the depths of the pine forest.

Xiao Dujuan's pain gradually dissipated, and in a trance, it seemed to return to the summer when he was young.

Parents favor elder brother.

At first, the family’s dyeing workshop business was not good, and the family lived on a tight budget. They bought two pieces of pork during the festivals, and it was the elder brother who ate the meat and she the soup.

"Xiao'er is a smart kid, and he is the best student in Shanyin County. The master often praises him for his talent." The mother often brags to the neighbors about his brother's performance in the academy, "In the future, maybe he can be named on the gold list to honor his ancestors. ! Our whole family is pointing at him!"

While saying these words, the mother instructed Wei Zi to serve the breakfast on the table.

As usual, breakfast is white porridge with pickles.

The difference is that there are two more steamed eggs on the plate in front of my brother.

The elder brother sat at the table, reading a book while instructing Wei Zi to peel the egg shells for him.

Xing said comfortingly: "Mother, dear Xiao'er, eat more eggs and supplement your nutrition. Mother, I will leave all the good things in the house for you to eat."

She sat beside her, drooling.

She has not eaten eggs or meat for half a month.

She couldn't help shouting: "Mom, I want to eat eggs too!"

"You eat a hammer!" Xing turned her face impatiently, "Your brother studies hard, of course he should eat more eggs to nourish his brain! You are a daughter, and you don't work and don't study. What do you eat? ?! Eat your pickles!"

She cried loudly: "There are two eggs, why didn't mother ask Wei Zi to make egg custard? Everyone can eat eggs, why only give them to my brother..."

Mrs. Xing was about to go out to help the dyeing workshop, so she slapped her impatiently: "What a loser! Don't you know that your brother is studying hard?! If you can't help, you will just add trouble! Cry, cry, cry again! Sell ​​you to your brother for meat!"

The juvenile cicadas are shrill and noisy.

My brother studies hard...

My brother wants to take a test of merit...

money-losing goods...

Xing's words were like the endless singing of cicadas, which ran through her entire teenage years.

Under Xing's deliberate guidance, she gradually accepted the principle of putting her brother first in everything.

I have long been used to the family tradition of leaving all good things to my brother.

However, it is not enough.

The mother not only favored her elder brother, even her natal nephew Xing Qianri was more important than her own daughter.

The mother turned her elbows out, and she regarded her natal family as bigger than the sky. The life at home was so easy to live smoothly, so she thought about her natal family for all benefits, and sent all good things to her natal family.

Knowing that Xing Qianri is a useless waste, she wants to marry her own daughter.

In the eyes of mothers, men are better than women, and it is useless to have daughters.

She wanted to prove to her mother that this was not the case.

She also knew that her mother only had sons and grandchildren who could carry on the family line in her heart, and she would not think about her daughter's future, let alone her marriage.

So she could only climb up desperately.

When she was in Shanyin County, she brazenly seduced Chen Zijing, and when she came to Shangjing, she hooked up with Wei Huanjin regardless.

Doesn't she know that these actions are shameful?

she knows.

But what is face, how can it be more important than future?
In the past, Wei Zi always envied her for having a mother who loves her, but she didn't know that there is actually no difference between having and not having such a mother.

After the family is rich, the mother can pamper her on the surface, buy her silk and satin, jewelry and snacks, but those real good things, such as the dyeing workshop, such as money and silver, such as fields, she will always leave to her brother.

She Xiao Dujuan is just an outsider who will marry sooner or later.

When a girl grows up, she has no home.

The pine forest was silent.

Xiao Dujuan was lying in a pool of blood, his body convulsed slightly, his mouth was slightly opened, and dark red blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

She stared into the void.

If only she was a son.

If she had been her son, she would not have vented all her negative emotions on Wei Zi because of jealousy in those years. Maybe she would have become good friends with Wei Zi like Xiao Fengxian did. After all, she knew very well in her heart that Wei Zi Zi is not a bitch, but her whole family is bitch.

If she is a son, she can also go to Beijing to rush for the exam like her brother, and she can also be praised by her mother when she meets everyone.

In the early morning of that summer, he was favored by his mother and ate a fresh egg.

If only she was a son...

The forest wind blew gently, and the girl's pupils gradually became dilated.

until I was completely out of breath.

"She's dead."

Luyou stood in the shadow of pines and cypresses holding a knife, reminding Wei Zi.

Wei Zi stared at Xiao Dujuan, for some reason, even if this woman died tragically in front of her, she couldn't feel pity in her heart.

Xiao Dujuan...

How she was bullied when she was young, and how her identity was taken over in her previous life, she vividly remembers.

Unforgivable.

Wei Zi took out the thing Luyou stole from his sleeve, and stuffed it into Xiao Dujuan's palm.

After all this was done, there was a sudden noise at the end of the brick road.

Wei Feifan led Xue Ziyu, Xing's family members and other female relatives, walked over here with a smile, and said: "The Weiran Pavilion is the highest, the most suitable place to watch the flying rainbow. I also made an appointment with my elder sister and younger sister Du Juan, maybe they have already arrived in advance—— ah!"

Wei Feifan stopped suddenly.

Everyone followed her gaze and saw Xiao Dujuan dying tragically in a pool of blood, while Wei Zi was standing beside her.

Wei Feishan covered her mouth in disbelief: "Sister, you...you..."

"Cuckoo!"

Xing's eyes were about to burst, she yelled, and rushed forward.

The heart-piercing cry resounded through the pine forest in an instant.

But no matter how Xing shook Xiao Dujuan, the dead girl did not respond.

The blood stained Xing's dress and hands.

Gradually knowing that her daughter was dead, Xing stood up tremblingly, staring at Wei Zi with red eyes, tremblingly raised her fingertips and pointed at her: "It was you...you killed my Dujuan..."

Wei Zi met her finger: "It's not me."

(End of this chapter)