Quick Transmigration Hoarding: My Selfishness Leads to a Killing Frenzy

Chapter 436 The Village Woman Who Raises Others' Children 12

Good news! After several months of hard work, Jiang Zhizhi is pregnant again.

Bad news: as soon as the news of her pregnancy spread, all three grandchildren of the Jiang family died.

He was bitten to death by a snake while cutting pig feed.

Looking at the three small figures displayed in the mourning hall, the silence of the Jiang family was deafening.

Do I want to cry? Yes, I want to cry, but I can't.

I was so sad that I cried all my tears.

The Jiang family courtyard was deathly silent. Even the children, who usually loved to throw tantrums, lay quietly on the door panels.

The Party Secretary's wife slumped to the ground, her eyes fixed on the three little figures, muttering to herself, "Retribution...this is all retribution..."

Qin Yu stood in the corner, his back pressed tightly against the wall, his clothes soaked with cold sweat.

His gaze shifted back and forth between the three children's corpses and Jiang Zhizhi's slightly protruding belly.

A terrifying thought swirled in his mind—who would be next?

"It's all your fault!" The Party Secretary suddenly sprang up and grabbed Qin Yu by the collar.

"Ever since you entered the Jiang family, nothing good has happened!"

Jiang Zhizhi hurriedly stepped forward and pulled at him, saying, "Dad! What are you doing! What does this have to do with Qin Yu!"

"How can it be unrelated?" the Party Secretary's wife suddenly shrieked.

"That child just died, then the eldest and second eldest were gone, and now there are three more children... and then..."

"It's all his fault...it's all his fault! Waaaaah..."

She couldn't continue; her cloudy eyes were filled with sorrow.

"Don't drag me into your Jiang family's affairs." Qin Yu pulled away from the book's hand, his voice trembling.

"I also want to ask, what shameful things is going on in your family? Why are all the people who died members of your Jiang family?"

These words were like a knife, piercing straight into the heart of the Party Secretary.

His face turned deathly pale instantly, and he staggered back two steps.

Jiang Zhizhi suddenly clutched her stomach and squatted down, crying out, "It hurts...it hurts so much..."

"Zhizhi!" Qin Yu hurriedly helped her up, only to see bright red blood flowing down her trouser leg.

"Quick! Go to the village clinic and get someone!"

When the Party Secretary's wife saw her daughter like this, she finally came to her senses and hurriedly began to give instructions.

A heart-wrenching cry echoed from the courtyard: "My child, my child—"

That night, Jiang Zhizhi suffered a miscarriage.

The barefoot doctor shook his head as he came out of the house and said to the village secretary who was guarding the door, "I'm afraid if I damage this body, I might not be able to conceive again... sigh...."

The Party Secretary's back suddenly hunched over, as if he had aged ten years in an instant.

He walked shakily into the courtyard, looked at the three small coffins, and suddenly knelt down.

He let out a mournful wail towards the night sky: "Heavens above! What sins has my Jiang family committed!"

Qin Yu stood in the shadows, his eyes sinister.

He stared at the Party Secretary's back, then looked at the brightly lit main room, where Jiang Zhizhi, who had just lost her child, lay.

A thought grew clearer and clearer in his mind—he had to leave this hellish place, or he might be the next one to die.

He must divorce Jiang Zhizhi.

The initial liking was real, and so are the current fear and weariness.

Besides, he never had a single good day since he came to the Jiang family.

Now that Jiang Zhizhi can no longer have children, isn't it normal for him to abandon her?

Qin Yu convinced himself that he wouldn't feel guilty anyway.

The Jiang family suffered, and so did the villagers.

These days, there are funerals every few days, which not only interferes with their work, but they also have to give money as a gift.

As for wanting to attend a banquet? That's impossible.

The Jiang family had no time to prepare for such things, but even without a banquet, they still had to contribute money as gifts.

Despite the villagers' dissatisfaction, they didn't rub salt into the wounds of the Jiang family's misfortune, because they were truly suffering.

On this day, as soon as the funeral was over, an unexpected person stood in front of Qingmo.

"Ha, Qin Zhiqing, so you're coming to pay me back on your own?"

Qin Yu, however, seemed oblivious to the sarcasm in her words, his eyes filled with sorrow as he looked at her.

"Jiaojiao, can't you be a little less sarcastic? I want to have a proper talk with you."

"Oh?! What are you talking about?"

Qin Yu hesitated for a moment, but still spoke up: "Jiaojiao, I want to divorce Jiang Zhizhi. I've realized that you're still the one I love the most."

"I'm sorry, I'm really sorry."

"I was stupid before. I didn't realize my own feelings, which is why I was seduced by Jiang Zhizhi."

"Can you forgive me, Jiaojiao? Let's start over."

yue...

His overly affectionate demeanor made Qingmo feel nauseous.

"Snapped!"

I raised my hand and slapped him. It was disgusting.

Qingmo slowly raised her eyes, a mocking smile curving her lips: "Qin Zhiqing, do you think I'm a garbage dump? Someone who only accepts trash like you?"

Qin Yu's face turned deathly pale instantly, but he still stepped forward, unwilling to give up: "Jiaojiao, I know you still have feelings for me..."

"Clap clap clap..."

She threw down over a dozen big punches in a row; it's really no wonder she couldn't help herself.

How can people be so superstitious?!

Who gave him the courage to be a blind, disabled man in one eye?

Qin Yu covered his burning cheek, a hint of resentment flashing in his eyes: "Meng Jiaojiao, don't push your luck! Now, besides me, who else would want a piece of trash like you who's been dumped?"

Very well, they've become enraged.

He delivered a fatal kick that severed Qin Yu's manhood, causing Qin Yu to scream in agony and clutch his groin as he knelt down.

Qingmo clapped her hands, looked down at him with disdain in her eyes.

"Heh, Qin Yu, sometimes I really admire you. How can a person be so shameless?"

"You'll stay with me for less work and for money, but you're fickle and your heart belongs to Jiang Zhizhi."

"But after the Jiang family got into trouble, you could abandon Jiang Zhizhi without hesitation and come back to me. Isn't that ridiculous?"

Qin Yu wanted to say something, but he couldn't get the words out. It hurt too much; everything was truly ruined...

He curled up on the ground, his back soaked in cold sweat, his face as pale as paper.

He opened his mouth, but could only let out hoarse gasps, unable to utter a complete sentence.

Qingmo coldly observed his disheveled appearance and sneered, "Qin Zhiqing, you look much better than usual."

She pulled a piece of red cloth from her bosom, coldly threw it at Qin Yu, and left without looking back.

Qin Yu looked at the bright words "An'er" on the red cloth and instantly understood everything.

is her!

She killed that child...