I become a god in another world

Chapter 175

"Besides, we are all poor people. The things you mentioned are probably only suitable for ladies and ladies from wealthy families in the city, right? Silk flowers and silk flowers cost a lot of money. Why not buy corn, Wild vegetables can fill your stomach, and you can eat them for several meals.”

"As for the wild flowers on the roadside, you can't eat or drink them, so what are you using them for?" After Kuai's fourth daughter-in-law finished speaking, she saw Zhao Fusheng looking stunned.

She keenly felt the complex expression in Zhao Fusheng's eyes at this moment, which seemed to be a little sympathetic and a little regretful. She couldn't help but feel uneasy, rubbed her hands at a loss, and asked timidly:
"Sir, did I say something wrong?"

"No."

Zhao Fusheng shook his head gently:

"So Mrs. Zhuang Si has never received flowers in her life." Including the 'kindness' from outsiders to her, they are all pragmatic.

"When her daughter went through all kinds of hardships, stepped into the mountains, and even got hurt, to pick that blood-stained flower for her, the meaning was naturally very different for her."

From her daughter's act of sending flowers, she sensed her daughter's love for her without asking for anything in return. It originated from the bond of blood, and it may also come from the best blessings from her children to their mother. This is what she has been pursuing all along. .

"She has received this kind of love from her daughter, so why should she abandon the near and seek the distant, and seek help from a stranger?"

In the process of investigating this ghost case, Zhao Fusheng had actually sighed several times. At this point, she wanted to sigh again.

"Sir, what do you mean, the Fourth Lady refuses to leave because of that flower?"

Kuai's third daughter-in-law didn't believe it and raised her voice.

There was a look of doubt on her face, and she probably felt that this matter was extremely ridiculous.

"It's because of my daughter's love for her." Zhao Fusheng said seriously.

The four women fell silent.

They are not born this way either.

They were once daughters, then wives, daughters-in-law, and then mothers. The natural love between a mother and her children is inseparable.

"..."

Kuai Sanniang, who had been extremely angry before, froze in place, two lines of tears welling up from her red and swollen eyes.

The fire in the room suddenly burned more intensely, and under the light, the clear tears reflected her red eyes, turning her tears into blood red.

"But, but this, this is useless——"

The third daughter-in-law of Kuai shed tears and murmured to herself:

"It's useless. What's the use? What kind of love and flowers can be used as food? Can they be compared with living a good life? Why is she so stupid? Doesn't she know that coming back will lead to death?"

"Yes."

Zhao Fusheng nodded:
"It's useless, but isn't the reason why people are human beings and not zombies because they have seven emotions and six desires?"

She calmly looked at Kuai's third daughter-in-law, who was crying silently, and asked her:

"Last night you scolded Kuai Huaide and covered up the secret of Mrs. Zhuang's secret meeting with a foreigner named Chen. What good did it do to you?"

"..."

The third daughter-in-law of Kuai was speechless, looking at her dreamily, unable to speak.

Zhao Fusheng did not want to get the answer, so she asked Mrs. Kuai again:
"You pay the ferryman for Mrs. Zhuang without thinking of anything in return. What do you get?"

Ask Kuai’s fourth daughter-in-law again:

"Your man passed away, leaving you orphans and widowed. You have to eat every meal and ask for help. Why do you risk everything to raise a daughter for Mrs. Zhuang? What do you want?"

She looked at Lady Kuai again:

"You concealed the secret for the fourth lady Zhuang and fought off Kuai Huaide who wanted to insult her. If the matter is exposed, you may bear serious consequences. Is it worth it?"

In response to Zhao Fusheng, the four women sobbed one after another.

Lady Kuai pressed her sleeves against the corners of her eyes and said softly:
"It's worth it, she is the fourth lady."

Several others nodded silently.

Zhao Fusheng smiled:

"Then she must think it's worth it, that's her daughter."

Zhao Fusheng never met the fourth lady Zhuang when she was alive, but he learned many things about her from Zhuang Laoqi, Gou Laosi, Uncle Kuai Liu, Kuai Changshun and the fourth sister-in-law of the Kuai family, and pieced together a story about her. The image of her in life was revealed: meek and hard-working, tough but weak.

The fact that she was able to support the family for eight or nine years on her own shows that she is not a weak person.

She is much braver than Kuai Wu, who fled the world when encountering setbacks.

On the surface, it seemed that the bouquet of flowers given to her by her daughter stopped her from moving towards new hope, but in reality, Zhao Fusheng guessed that there were too many things that she could not let go of.

She couldn't bear to leave Kuai Liang Village and the people here.

Although there are people and things that bring her pain, there are also many people who care and help her.

Perhaps she was worried that after she left, she would cause endless trouble to her daughter, Uncle Kuai and others, so at the critical moment, she stepped back and bore the consequences of her choices.

This time, it brought a destined ending.

……

Is there anything worth it? Some emotions may seem worthless to some people, but to Mrs. Zhuang Si, they are more important than a life.

The yardstick for measuring the intermediate value lies in the heart of Madam Zhuang Si.

"Ugh--"

Zhao Fusheng sighed again and was about to speak when he suddenly heard a bang from the next door.

The wall was hit hard, and countless amounts of sand fell down.

The torch hanging above was swaying, and the light suddenly dimmed a lot.

A grumpy male voice sounded:

"Son of a bitch, why are you making such a fuss in the middle of the night? You're crying and shouting so that you can't let anyone sleep? Is my mother-in-law dead?"

"Paralyzed——"

In the sound of 'Xisuo', it seemed that someone next door sat up and cursed for a long time, and then there was a 'clang' sound of a heavy object hitting the ground, and the sound of broken ceramics was heard:
"Where's Zhuang Si? Where's this bitch Zhuang Si? If you don't get me a drink, I'll kill her!"

As soon as the shouting sounded, the warmth in the room was instantly broken.

The four of them had tears in their eyes, and they raised their heads at the same time. The residual sadness in their eyes had not faded away, and expressions of disgust, fear, etc. had already appeared in their eyes.

"grown ups--"

Mrs. Kuai finally came to her senses. She seemed to realize at this moment that she had said too much in this conversation.

Fear came to mind.

She was worried that if this conversation was leaked, it would bring disaster to everyone.

"Is it Kuai Wu?"

Zhao Fusheng looked normal and asked with a smile.

Kuai San's wife looked panicked and nodded subconsciously.

Madam Kuaisi clasped her fingers tightly together and clasped the backs of her hands hard. Although she didn't speak, her teeth bit the dead skin on her lips, causing them to bleed, but she didn't seem to notice it at all. .

Zhao Fusheng had a panoramic view of everyone's expressions and looked at Kuai's second daughter-in-law, who was the calmest, with interest.

This woman is the funniest.

She asked:

"Aren't you afraid?"

"Not afraid."

When Kuai's second daughter-in-law was asked, she actually shook her head, and a faint smile appeared on her old, not beautiful face:

"Do you know, sir? Our village is haunted."

"I heard a little bit about it." Zhao Fusheng replied rather implicitly.

Kuai's second daughter-in-law didn't even ask her where she got the news. She had learned how the Master of the Demon Suppression Division used questioning techniques, and she had no doubts about her skill in formulating words. Hearing this he said:

"The fourth lady will be back soon."

She smiled and said:

"None of us will be able to escape then. If we don't tell these secrets, what does it matter?"

After saying that, Kuai Wu next door hit the wall again.

'Bang bang bang! '

This drunkard roared loudly:
"Where's Zhuang Si? This bitch - a scumbag who doesn't follow the rules of women -"

The fourth sister-in-law was both afraid and disgusted, but because patience had become a habit, she remained silent at this time, silently accepting the situation.

Zhao Fusheng was not used to Kuai Wu's bad temper.

She watched the wall shake violently, heard the sound of sand sliding down, and the lights flickered on and off. She suddenly stood up and patted her clothes:

"Okay, I know what I need to know. I'll go next door to see Kuai Wu and help him sober up."

"..."

The fourth sister-in-law stood up and looked at her uneasily.

Zhao Fusheng walked towards the ajar door and opened the firewood door before he came to the door. The cold wind blew loudly outside.

In the courtyard, Fan Wujiu and Wu Shaochun stood there alone, blowing the cold wind, but Kuai Changshun disappeared.

Fan Wujiu held up a lamp, hunched his shoulders and shrank his neck, shivering from the cold.

The two of them heard the sound of the firewood door opening behind them, and turned around in unison. When they saw Zhao Fusheng coming out, their eyes lit up:
"Sir, you are finally out."

Zhao Fusheng's eyes fell on the oil lamp in Fan Wujiu's hand - this was the lamp that Kuai Changshun had mentioned earlier. At this time, for some unknown reason, the flame in the lamp went out.

This lamp, which was originally one of the few that could be lit in Kuai Liang Village, stopped lighting up after it fell into Fan Wujiu's hands.

"Lights went out."

Zhao Fusheng smiled slightly and reminded him.

She stood at the door and listened, and the roar and curses of Kuai Laowu that she had heard in the house could no longer be heard.

It was eerily quiet outside, and the surroundings were pitch black.

Fan Wujiu and Wu Shaochun stood facing the small lotus pond in front of the courtyard dam. There was no light tonight. Through the dim light from the open firewood door, they could see the reflection of the pond.

"How interesting." She sighed.

Fan Wujiu didn't understand what she meant, but when he thought of her mentioning that the lights went out, he couldn't help but feel helpless and shook his hands:
"This lamp won't light up when it falls on my hand, and I don't know why."

Understanding flashed in Zhao Fusheng's eyes. She did not ask about Kuai Changshun's whereabouts, but Wu Shaochun took the initiative to explain:
"Not long after the adults entered the room for questioning, Changshun said that he had something urgent to do and had to leave first. He left the lamp with us, but for some reason, the lamp was still in good condition when it was handed over to Brother Fan. Changshun had just left, It stopped lighting up immediately.”

"Maybe there's no oil."

Fan Wujiu frowned.

After saying that, he walked towards Zhao Fusheng and asked curiously:
"What did your lord just say in the house?"

When Zhao Fusheng heard this, he raised his eyebrows slightly:
"Didn't you hear that?"

Kuai Sanniang was crying and shouting just now. The noise was so loud. The two of them were outside. Didn't they hear it?

"No."

Fan Wujiu and Wu Shaochun looked at each other and shook their heads.

"Something big is probably going to happen in the village soon, and we might be in for a good show."

Zhao Fusheng said.

"What a show?" Fan Wujiu's instinct trembled.

He secretly raised his eyes to look at Zhao Fusheng's face. There was a faint smile on her face. For some reason, this smile made Fan Wujiu tremble.

"Sir, don't laugh like that, I'm scared." Fan Wujiu couldn't put his finger on this feeling, but it was like when he encountered ghosts several times.

"You'll see it soon. Let's go to Kuai Wu's house first and talk as we go. When you see him later, you may know something good is going on."

After she finished speaking, she walked along the eaves to the house on the other side.

Fan Wujiu and Wu Shaochun were stunned for a moment.

But the two reacted quickly and hurriedly followed Zhao Fusheng. Wu Shaochun asked curiously:

"How do you know that Kuai Wu is at home? I heard no sound at all here."

"At least he is here now, and I can't say whether he will be there in the future." Zhao Fusheng said with profound meaning. After speaking, he quickened his pace and urged the two of them:
"Come on."

"..." Fan Wujiu and Wu Shaochun didn't get a definite answer, and they didn't have any confidence in their hearts. They thought in unison: I hate the Riddler the most.

But although the two of them talked about it, they didn't dare to say anything.

Zhao Fusheng had already locked Kuai Wu's position from the noise she heard in the house before. She turned to the door of a dilapidated woodshed on the side of the house, raised her leg and kicked hard: 'Bang! '

With the heavy sound, the already shaky door collapsed, throwing up dust.

The moment she forced the door open, the fire in the room where the fourth sister-in-law of the Kuai family was located in the distance suddenly went out.

When Zhao Fusheng stepped into the former residence where Mrs. Zhuang Si once lived, a cold feeling immediately surrounded her.

Then Fan Wujiu and Wu Shaochun also came in. The moment they entered, something strange happened——

The special oil lamp left by Kuai Changshun, the copper lamp that was extinguished after being handed over to Fan Wujiu's hand, suddenly spontaneously ignited.

A faint rancid smell spread.

When the lights came on, Fan Wujiu was stunned.

He realized something strange was happening, looked at the copper lamp in his hand, and shouted in panic:
"grown ups--"

"Why panic?!"

Zhao Fusheng walked in front and responded without looking back.

She didn't seem to be surprised at all by this incident, and her calm mood quickly infected Fan Wujiu, making him feel much calmer immediately.

"Sir, the lights are on."

Wu Shaochun also felt his scalp numb.

He had experienced a ghost case, but he didn't feel anything during the process, and he was in a ghost realm but didn't know it at that time. This is completely different from the situation now when he clearly knows that he is in danger and has a high probability of encountering a ghost.

"We didn't light the lamp." He reminded Zhao Fusheng with force of composure.

"normal."

Zhao Fusheng nodded and looked around slowly.

The house was in a state of disrepair, the dirt floor was uneven, the stove was dilapidated, and there were several large black pots placed on it.

There was no firewood in front of the stove, and several pots with broken corners were piled up. There were some leaks on the roof. Inside was the sleeping room, and a dark curtain could be vaguely seen draped over the broken bed.

"Shaochun, you said you have seen such a lamp."

Zhao Fusheng used the light to look around and suddenly looked back at Wu Shaochun. Wu Shaochun nodded and said honestly:
"I have seen such funeral copper lanterns in old graves dug in Huanggang Village."

"For funerals?"

Fan Wujiu hadn't realized what was wrong. While he was talking, Zhao Fusheng casually lowered his head and glanced at the light that turned on automatically in his hand.

Wu Shaochun didn't notice the strange expression on Zhao Fusheng's face. He nodded. Seeing that the outside and outside of Kuai Wu's home were empty, he boldly looked into the inner room.

The room was dark, and he could vaguely see a half-man-high wooden cabinet and a broken bed. He put up a tent and said "Eh":
"Sir, is there no one?"

"There is someone." Zhao Fusheng said very firmly. After speaking, he called Fan Wujiu:
"Brother Fan, give him a light."

As soon as she finished speaking, Fan Wujiu responded and walked to the door of the house with a lamp.

The light illuminated the room, and I saw a figure sitting in the dark and worn mosquito net.