I don’t know how long she walked, but Zhou’s illness became more serious.

Chen Dabing drove the ox cart to the outside of a dilapidated temple. He squinted at Ali who was guarding Zhou. He rolled his eyes and said, "Go, go outside and find some water. I'll make a fire. We'll stay here tonight."

Ali nodded woodenly. Along the way, Chen Dabing had asked Ali to do things many times.

When Ali came back with the water, Chen Dabing was hugging Zhou and crying. His crying was fake, and he was wailing, "My poor wife, why don't you hold on for two more days? We will be home soon."

Ali held the water steadily in her hand. She slowly walked towards Chen Dadan and asked, "Why is it so sudden?"

Chen Dabing paused in his sobbing, wiped his tearless eyes with his sleeve, and said, "Your mother just said she couldn't breathe, and I was thinking of looking for you and asking you to bring back some water, but who knew, who knew, she couldn't wait any longer..."

There were several nail marks on the back of Chen Dabing's hand, and they were bleeding.

There was also the messy dry grass at Zhou's feet and traces of tears at the corners of her eyes. She was suffocated to death by Chen Dabing.

Chen Dabing suddenly looked at Ali and shouted, "You have no conscience. Your mother is dead, and you don't even cry?"

Ahri lowered her head. There was nothing she could do now. She was trapped in this body but could not control it.

Tears slid down Ahri's face and fell on her clothes, leaving a dark mark.

It started to rain outside.

Chen Dabao asked Ali to kneel down and cry in front of Zhou. He curled the corners of his lips and said, "It's okay to cry. In a few days, we will find a deserted mountain and bury the body. Then we will go back."

"Aren't you going back with your mother?"

"Why would you take it back? Do you know how far you have to walk? By the time you get back to the village, it will probably have already rotted and stank."

Chen Dabing touched the purse on his body. With this money, he could marry another beautiful woman, build two more houses, and have a few more fat sons.

Chen Dadan thought of how he had just covered Zhou's mouth and nose, and how Zhou had struggled and tried to pry his hands apart, until he said, "If you die now, I can still take my daughter back. If you want to drag it on like this, I can't guarantee that I can bring my daughter back intact when the time comes."

"It will cost a lot of money to see a doctor for your illness. If I run out of money, I will sell my daughter. So, just go with peace of mind."

Zhou gradually stopped struggling. She thought of her daughter and she couldn't let her get involved.

Chen Dabing looked at Ali even more. Like her mother, she was a beauty. When the time came, she would become a concubine of a wealthy man and could also support the family.

When the rain stopped, Chen Dabing bought a hoe, found a barren hill, and buried Zhou.

Ali knelt on the ground uncontrollably, crying her heart out. This was what the original owner had experienced, and she couldn't change it.

Later, Ali followed Chen Dabing back.

Not long after, Chen Dabing married a woman and asked Ali to do embroidery to supplement the family income.

The woman knew that Chen Dabing was rich, but he was very stingy and would not let her touch his money.

After a long time, she decided to go all out and poisoned Chen Dabing to death. She then found a man and brought him back.

The man had shifty eyes and when he arrived, he set his eyes on Ali.

Two years later...

One day, the woman went out, leaving Ali and the man at home.

The man looked Ali up and down and said, "Nizi, where did your mother put my clothes? Can you come in and help me find them?"

Ali knew that this man had evil intentions, but she still walked towards the house behind him.

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