Chapter 1402

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Protagonist:

Li Xiulan

"Uncle Zhenxing, calm down a bit!"

Wang Xiaohua forcefully endured and overcame the fear in his heart, attempting to dissuade Li Zhenxing.

To tell the truth, this kind of situation was also the first time he had encountered it.

Previously, seeing killing scenes in movies or TV dramas, he didn't feel anything.

But now experiencing it personally, he instead felt his heart rate accelerate, breathing become rapid, his whole body involuntarily breaking out in goosebumps.

If Li Zhenxing went on a killing spree, raised his knife and came to hack him, he also wouldn't dare guarantee that he could escape.

After all, his stature was relatively small, his legs relatively short.

And recently, continuous high-intensity work had left his body overdrawn by a lot.

Fortunately, Li Zhenxing, upon seeing Wang Xiaohua, did not continue to go mad.

The kitchen knife in his hand, its blade curled up from chopping, suddenly slipped and fell.

Then he plopped down onto the ground, and surprisingly burst into tears.

A middle-aged uncle, wailing loudly, crying like a little child.

"Xiao Hua ah, initially I shouldn't have taken Yun Cui away; if she had always been your deskmate, perhaps there wouldn't have been the later events! I truly deserve to die ah, I'm unworthy of being a father, I'm a piece of trash……"

Li Zhenxing cried, wailing to heaven and earth, and continuously slapped his own ears.

Wang Xiaohua, seeing him like this, couldn't help but feel complex emotions in his heart.

Memories were instantly pulled back to childhood times.

Back then, he and Li Yuncui were deskmates; every exam Wang Xiaohua was first place, Li Yuncui second place.

Li Yuncui was a well-behaved and cute little girl, wearing a beautiful dress on her body, two little braids tied on her head, a fair and chubby little face.

In the rural primary school, other children were all covered in dirt; only she was clean and tidy, looking exactly like a little princess from the city.

"Wang Xiaohua, how come you don't speak all day long?"

Those long-past memory fragments floated up in Wang Xiaohua's mind.

"I don't know what to say……"

"You can just say anything randomly; my mom said, not speaking all day long, it's easy to get bad breath and cavities!"

"Do I have bad breath?"

"Of course it stinks, stinks to death!"

"Then I should speak even less, so as not to smoke you out……"

"That's not what I mean; my meaning is, you should speak more! Like me, speaking more, happy and joyful every day, how good!"

The childhood Li Yuncui was happy and joyful every day.

Who could have thought that when she grew up, she would have such a tragic fate?

One can only say life is impermanent, fate plays tricks on people.

Wang Xiaohua hurriedly cast aside those messy memories in his head.

Because he noticed that Zhou Zhihao, hacked until bloody and mangled, surprisingly still had breath; his body like a sickly worm, wriggled slightly.

Wang Xiaohua hurriedly went over and threw away the kitchen knife beside Li Zhenxing.

Then hurriedly went over to check Zhou Zhihao's injuries.

Zhou Zhihao's hands, face, body — all were bloody and mangled; one couldn't tell how many knives he had been hacked with.

But it seemed no vital points were hacked; perhaps he really still had a chance to be saved!

And right at this time, the sound of an ambulance came from outside the village entrance.

Wang Xiaohua hurriedly ran out and shouted loudly:

"There's an injured person here, and there's still one in the village!"

Medical personnel swiftly split into two groups; one group came into this abandoned cottage, the other group went into the village.

Not long after the ambulance arrived, a police car also came.

Li Zhenxing was taken away by the police, awaiting him would be the law's trial.

However, regarding this, he did not regret it at all.

On the contrary, his heart relaxed a big breath.

What should be done, he had all done.

Even if he died, he could also give his daughter an accounting.

Zhou Hongwei and Zhou Zhihao, the two uncle and nephew, were sent to the County Town Renmin Hospital's Emergency Department.

Zhou Hongwei didn't make it halfway there.

That one knife not only severed his neck's major artery, but also severed his trachea.

To tell the truth, even if medical personnel were right on the scene, able to give him rescue treatment at the first moment, he might not necessarily have survived.

Let alone after Wang Xiaohua called 120, the ambulance still took nearly half an hour to arrive here.

As for Zhou Zhihao, his injuries were extremely severe, yet he was still hanging on by a thread.

The County Town's medical conditions were limited; they could only transfer him to a big hospital on the Guangzhou side.

Medical personnel contacted Zhou Zhihao's family, having Zhou Zhihao's family come sign the Transfer Consent Form.

Zhou Zhihao's family came, but were tangled up over the medical expenses.

Their family argued for a good while before they finally got the transfer paperwork sorted out.

Wang Erhai learned the situation and also ran over to the County Hospital.

Learning that Zhou Hongwei was already dead, his inner heart could not help but be shaken.

He even felt some self-reproach.

If he had not turned Zhou Hongwei and Zhou Zhihao away at the door, they would not have gone to Shanggou Village to find Li Zhenxing tonight; if they had not gone to Shanggou Village, then naturally this kind of disaster would not have happened.

Could it be that he was wrong again?

Wang Erhai was deeply remorseful.

To the extent that he even wanted to take the initiative to propose to the Zhou family that he could help pay the medical expenses.

But he was stopped by Wang Xiaohua.

"Second Brother, don't lightly interfere in other people's karma anymore."

Wang Xiaohua's fatigued face nonetheless carried determination.

Wang Erhai's face was full of dejection:

"When it comes down to it, it's all my fault; I shouldn't have recruited Zhou Zhihao to guard the farm in the first place!"

But Wang Xiaohua said:

"It's not your fault; if we trace it to the root, it's Zhou Hongwei's fault — he strongly recommended Zhou Zhihao to you, and now he has already borne the fruit of the cause he sowed."

With Wang Xiaohua saying this, Wang Erhai felt much better in his heart.

Not to mention, Wang Xiaohua's words have some principle to them.

If we discuss this matter by karma, he is merely one link in this karma; he does need to bear some fruit, but these fruits, he has actually already borne them — he was blamed by Wang Yaohua's parents, he was forced by Li Zhenxing and Luo Jiaxin into having to sell the farm; this is the fruit he needed to bear.

Any more, and there would be none.

If he actively went to take on someone else's bitter fruit, that would truly be unnecessary.

The deformed romance between Li Yuncui and Zhou Zhihao extended into all kinds of grievances, and only here did the curtain finally fall.

Li Yuncui is dead, Zhou Hongwei is dead, whether Zhou Zhihao lives or dies is still unknown, but even if he lives, he probably won't end up well.

And Li Zhenxing, such a heinous murder case, most likely will also be sentenced to death.

That evening, after handling the hospital matters, the time was already very late; Wang Xiaohua stayed at Wang Erhai's home.

He couldn't sleep, tossing and turning on the bed.

Thinking over this series of events.

To tell the truth, even Wang Xiaohua initially, when he accidentally discovered Zhou Zhihao and Li Yuncui's sordid secret in the cornfield, never imagined this matter would blow up to today's extent.

The magnitude of the affair, the breadth of its reach, the degree of absurdity within it — all are extremely rare.

But if you carefully sort through it, you discover that this outcome is actually reasonable and expected.

Sow what cause, reap what fruit.

Every person must bear the fruit of the cause they themselves sowed.