Rebirth of the entertainment industry and the return of the queen

Chapter 873 Where is the money
In the silent ancestral hall, the figure of a person hit by a wooden plank echoed heavily.

Xia Yu had already passed out and was unconscious. On the thin light-colored clothes, the dark red blood stained little by little, and soon soaked through, dripping onto the concrete floor.

Will she die?

Xia Ling frowned, thinking uneasy.Just before the execution, the leader's words were clearly a statement of life and death. Maybe, maybe, Xia Yu would be beaten to death?
She remembered that in the orphanage back then, she had tried her best to save Xia Yu from surviving. She had gone through all kinds of hardships to get Xia Yu to be safe.Now, is it so easy to watch Xia Yu being beaten to death?What is the pain and persistence of those years?
Her thoughts wandered a little.

Xia Moyan glanced at her sideways, as if he could see through her mind, and said, "Don't worry, she won't die." The last words of life and death before execution are just routine, but these executioners are very measured, they are also 30 boards, they know very well How can you beat people to death, how can you beat people so painfully that they are bloody and bloody but not broken.

To deal with Xia Yu, the latter method was used.

Only then did Xia Ling feel a little relieved.

Although she hated Xia Yu, she didn't want to kill anyone. No matter how much Xia Yu did, she didn't really kill her son.She remembered how in the orphanage back then, the young Xia Yu held her by the hem of her clothes and called her sister...so innocent and innocent.

Xia Yu, have you ever been sincere to her?
Even if it's just for a short moment?
The board, the sound became deeper, and gradually stopped.

The executioner bent down, sniffed Xia Yu's breath, straightened up and announced, "She's still alive."

Xia Ling felt relieved, and she didn't know why.

Xia Moyan ordered: "Take her down to recuperate, and when she recovers, she will be imprisoned in Yixinzhai to copy scriptures."

The executioners complied, brought up the stretcher, and skillfully carried Xia Yu onto it.Several big men moved a frail girl effortlessly. With the movement, Xia Yu's blood-stained and torn clothes fell apart, revealing pieces of battered flesh and blood. Unbearable.

"Wait." Xia Ling called them to stop.

She stepped forward and took a look at Xia Yu. The "sister" in the stretcher had her eyes closed and her whole body was limp, like a dead fish without a spine, and it was still full of blood and smell, as if she had returned to being ugly and ugly when she was a child. look like.She took off the cardigan she was wearing, and gently put it on Xia Yu's body, replacing those clothes that could not cover her body, covering Xia Yu's mess.

"Go ahead," she said softly.

The executioners bowed their heads slightly to salute her, and carried Xia Yu away.

The clan elders also dispersed one after another.

As for Xia Shujuan and his wife?Afraid of being implicated, he ran away without a trace.

In the silent ancestral hall, only Xia Ling's family was left.

Xia Moyan looked at his sister calmly, "You are kind." He was referring to the dress that Xia Ling put on Xia Yu, which was somewhat unexpected.

Xia Ling said: "It's good to be sisters." However, the sisterhood doesn't stop there.

She turned around and left the ancestral hall with her family.

This little episode didn't bring much disturbance to the Xia family. If there was any disturbance, the only disturbance was that Xia Shujuan and his wife saw that Xia Yu was not dead the next day, so they threatened and lured her to hand over the money.

"Xia Yu, you unfilial daughter," they said, "you don't know how to be filial to your parents after earning money! Hurry up and pay the alimony for these years, or we will never end with you!"

Xia Yu lay dying on the bed, sneered, but kept silent.She has seen through what kind of goods these parents are. She has no feelings in the first place, and she still wants to squeeze benefits from her?no way!
The family is very busy, and many people in the family come to watch the fun.

Xia Shujuan saw that there were too many people, and became even more energetic, pointing at Xia Yu while howling and cursing: "You bastard, a loser! If you have money, you can't think of taking it home. Now that you have trouble outside, you will know that you will come back to eat! The dirty and smelly ones still need to be served by my old lady, why didn’t the 30 boards kill you? Oh, hello!”

She wails and cadences, humiliating Xia Yu to nothing.

The onlookers pointed at each other, and they didn't have any sympathy for Xia Yu, the bitch who murdered Fenghuang, and the lazy Xia Shujuan family, and only gloated.

Xia Yu was lying on the bed numbly, Xia Shujuan's vulgar curses pierced her heart word by word.She was seriously injured and had no strength to fight back. She stared at the simple ceiling with her eyes wide open, straightening her corpse.

The days of recuperation passed day by day.

Xia Shujuan treated her very badly. She never changed her dressing, and often forgot to bring her meals, not to mention opening the window for ventilation, turning her over, helping her to go to the toilet, and emptying the chamber pot.Xia Yu's wound festered quickly, with pustules covered with flies and bugs.Finally one day, she realized that if she continued like this, she would really die.

Silently, rotting on the bed like a bedbug.

dead... just die...

No one loves her anyway...

Her vision was empty, and she unconsciously landed on a certain point on the corner of the bed. The magnolia flowers on a light-colored silk shirt were slowly blooming. Even in a room full of stench and blood stains, she looked extraordinarily beautiful.

That was... Xia Ling's shirt.

She still remembered that on the day she was tortured, Xia Ling wore this shirt and slapped her face, denouncing her various crimes.But, later on, how did the shirt cover himself?
Xia Yu is not stupid.

After thinking about it lightly, she understood that Xia Ling must have covered her.

Heh, Xia Ling... Elder sister, you are still so naive and so stupid.I'm already an enemy, but you still cover me with clothes?Is it to show your generosity?You are always like this, you are the biggest scheming bitch by pretending to pity me to earn compliments from others, you know? !

Xia Ling!

I hate you!
I hate you!
Her tears flowed out, covering her cheeks which could no longer tell the color.

If she wanted to live, she wanted to live a better life than Xia Ling, and she wanted to trample all those who looked down on her and humiliated her!She stared viciously at the magnolia flower on the shirt at the corner of the bed, and swore to herself.

"Xia Shujuan," the next day, when Xia Shujuan threw a stinky meat bun to her indifferently, she suddenly said with a hoarse voice, "You want money, don't you?"

Xia Shujuan was taken aback for a moment, and then there was a burst of ecstasy on her face, and she smiled triumphantly: "Hahaha, I knew you, a little bastard, couldn't bear it. If I knew why today, I wouldn't have to suffer so much if I said it obediently earlier!"

She deliberately abused Xia Yu in order to make Xia Yu hand over her money, and sure enough, this strategy worked!Xia Shujuan was overjoyed, and asked Xia Yu fiercely, "Say! Where is the money?!"

(End of this chapter)