CH 87.3

"Woof!"

There was a dog barking nearby, Li Wanyun was startled, she woke up from being possessed, and let go of her hands.

Lao Zhang panted violently and broke free from the quilt. While still in shock, she saw the person standing by the bed clearly, her old eyes were terrified, this Li Wanyun actually wanted to suffocate her to death!

When she saw Li Wanyun  stood beside the bed in a daze, she put her hands on the bed and quietly moved to the other side, didn’t dare to get too close.

Lao Zhang was afraid of the suffocation feeling near death just now, and now she saw Li Wanyun’s appearance who looked like a ghost. After killed her son, now she was going to kill her!

With extreme anger and the stimulation because of Zhang Zhengzi's death, she became a little crazy. Now she stared at Li Wanyun, gritted her teeth full of hatred. She suddenly picked up the crutch placed beside the bed, she beat Li Wanyun fiercely on the head, and cursed: "

Goddam! Kexing!"

[克星 kè xīng: fated to be ill-matched]

Li Wanyun was in a daze, but she didn't lose consciousness completely, she dodged to the side reflexively, and the crutch only hit her shoulder.

The pain made her arouse a burst of strength from the bottom of her heart. She snatched the crutch from Lao Zhang's hand, and returned a few sticks back. She held the crutch with both hands, tears were streaming down her chest and her body was trembling.

"help!, help!" After being beaten, Lao Zhang hurriedly shouted for help.

With a clang, the crutch was thrown on the ground. Li Wanyun pulled the quilt and stuffed the corner of the quilt into Lao Zhang's mouth. Her tears fell in strings like money, wetted the quilt and clothes, but her hands didn't stop, and she pinched Lao Zhang's arms and thighs fiercely, she pinched and twisted the old meat, and she saw Lao Zhang's whole body twitching.

"Wooooo." Lao Zhang wanted to take out the corner of the quilt from her mouth, but her tongue couldn't push it out, Li Wanyun stuffed it too hard.

She wanted to pull it out with her hands, but Li Wanyun pinched and twisted her hands again and again, the pain was so painful that she almost lost her breath, and frantically tried to block it with her hands.

When she realized that she couldn't stop Li Wanyun, she raised her hand to hit her and even pulled her hair.

Li Wanyun's scalp ached, but she gritted her teeth and didn’t say a word. She raised her hand and pulled Lao Zhang's hair. She grabbbed a handful of her hair, and Lao Zhang's tears and snot flowed because of the pain, and she immediately let go.

Since she couldn't beat or scold, Lao Zhang wanted to show weakness. She finally pulled the corner of the quilt out of her mouth, she wanted to cry and beg for mercy.

"Wanyun, ah!"

Li Wanyun gritted her teeth with tears streaming down her cheeks, as if she wanted to get back all the suffering she had suffered. Maintaining her only rationality, she beat and pinched Lao Zhang's stomach, arms and thighs fiercely, without saying anything.

Lao Zhang's begging for mercy was interrupted, and she tried to fight back, but she was an old woman, she did have the strength to do farm work in the past, but now her leg was broken, how could  she compare with Li Wanyun, a young woman? After a while, she was beaten so much that she didn’t dare to fight back.

Li Wanyun gradually regained her sense and stopped beating Lao Zhang. She wiped her tears with her sleeves, took a deep breath and said, "From now on, if you dare to beat and scold me again, don't blame me, we will die together, everything will clean!"

Her voice was very low, but the ruthless heart that either the fish died or the net split wouldn’t diminish in the slightest, every word seemed to be roaring from her throat.

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鱼死网破       yú sǐ wǎng pò  lit. either the fish dies or the net splits; a life and death struggle (idiom)]

She wanted to die, but God didn’t let her die and let her come back. She had paid back the Zhang family with her life, and from now on, her life was her own.

"If you dare to talk nonsense and tell others that I’m not good, wait until your good nephews go away..."

How could Lao Zhang not understand the following words. She didn't groan anymore, she just felt that everything was absurd and couldn't believe it, but there were pains all over her body and her broken leg was even more painful, which made her afraid, even if Li Wanyun walked away, she didn't dare to curse.

In the west room, Li Wanyun didn't cry anymore, she took off all her clothes and wiped her body with a cloth towel. She didn’t have thick clothes, so she took out Zhang Zhengzi's cotton coat and put them on.

It was too late to boil water for a bath, but she still went to the kitchen.

The flint was rubbed and sparks were splashed, and the firewood was quickly lit. The fire at the bottom of the stove was flickering. She stared at it for a while before standing up. With the help of the firelight and her familiarity with the kitchen, she peeled off a few leaves of cabbage, and chopped them up without even washing them.

She poured a lot of oil to stir-fry, added water to the pot and boiled it. She grabbed two handfuls of fine white flour, added water and stirred them into a paste with chopsticks. She poured them in and boiled for a while, half a pot of pimple soup was ready.

When it was almost cooked, Li Wanyun remembered that there were still eggs in the basket, so she took two and put them in.

She stirred the soup with a large spoon, a bowl of oily egg drop soup was ready. She scooped a bowl of pimple soup and sat in front of the stove, she ate it while crying.