Quick Transmigration Hoarding: My Selfishness Leads to a Killing Frenzy

Chapter 102 The Four-Courtyard House: Widow Qin (Part 1)

As soon as I opened my eyes, Qingmo was washing clothes in the yard with her big pregnant belly.

Yes, it's her, it's her, it's definitely her. She's Qin Huairu, the one whose clothes are never-ending, never-ending, and she's currently waiting for Sha Zhu to get off work.

It was 1962. Jia Dongxu had only been dead for a short time. She was a widow with two children and an unborn child, and the burden of Jia Zhangshi was weighing heavily on her shoulders.

Help! She's heavily pregnant and still has to work as a fitter, earning only 27.5 yuan a month to support a family of five. The entire pension is in her mother-in-law Jia Zhangshi's hands. What kind of human suffering is this?

If she didn't have a cheat code, she would be even more naive than Qin Huairu. She would have to exploit Sha Zhu, but she would never be able to support the family; they might as well starve to death together.

She didn't even wash her clothes. She just grabbed a basin and went home, put the basin down, and lay down on the bed. With such a big belly, nine months along, her body was so stiff and she had to exert herself so much.

The Jia family had two rooms in total. Jia Zhangshi lived in one room by herself, and Qin Huairu and Xiao Dang lived in another room. They separated the room by a curtain and a wooden board, so it was like the three of them were living in one room. What a dilapidated house!

This child is impossible to have, they're all ungrateful wretches. They're so big now, the hospital definitely can't do it anymore. Qingmo took out an abortion pill from her spatial storage. This pill won't harm the body, it won't kill you. She can drink some spiritual spring water later, there shouldn't be any major problems.

He took a powerful pill and then a painkiller. Now he was safe and sound, just waiting for Jia Zhangshi to return.

Not long after, Jia Zhangshi returned from visiting someone's house. When she saw that Qingmo hadn't cooked, she started cursing and swearing outside the door.

"You lazy bum, all you do is slack off all day long. You don't even cook. My Jia family is really unlucky to have married such a lazy woman like you. I'm not old enough to be here, but I still have to take care of you all, young and old. My husband, my life is so miserable. Take me away from me."

Qingmo didn't tolerate her. She helped herself up, walked over and slapped Jia Zhangshi so hard that she spun around twice before regaining her balance.

This has stirred up a hornet's nest. Can Jia Zhangshi let this go?

The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law started fighting. Qingmo grabbed Jia Zhangshi's hair and slapped her repeatedly, making Jia Zhangshi scream. Jia Zhangshi started howling in her hoarse voice.

"Damn it, Qin Huairu, you jinx! You're beating your mother-in-law! Dongxu, my son! You just died, and now your wife wants to beat your old mother to death! I can't live like this! Kill me already, I'll go join my son!"

Hearing the commotion, the neighbors came over to see what was going on. A group of older women quickly arrived, ready to break up the fight. Qingmo saw that almost everyone had arrived and the medicine had taken effect.

He was pushed by Jia Zhangshi and fell to the ground, with a large amount of blood flowing out from under him.

"Hiccup!" Startled Jia Zhangshi, who was howling, she stopped and hiccuped.

Everyone rushed to help Qingmo, as this was a serious matter. Seeing that Qingmo's face was pale and she was about to die, they rode a tricycle to take her to the hospital.

When they arrived at the hospital, Jia Zhangshi refused to give them a single penny, saying, "I have no money, but you can take my life."

"Money? What money? Where would I get money? What money do I, an old woman, have? It's just that Qin Huairu is so precious that she has to go to the hospital to give birth. Bah, I have no money. If you can't take her back, then take her back."

There was nothing else anyone could do, so the neighbors who brought her there pooled their money to pay the medical bills first, after all, it was a human life at stake.

When Qingmo was out of danger, she heard that the baby was a girl, and that it was stillborn.

Madam Jia turned and left without even glancing at Qingmo; she had to go back and cook for her grandson.

Everyone was speechless. Who would have thought that Jia Zhangshi would be so heartless, abandoning her daughter-in-law who had just given birth? However, no one said much, as everyone had to go to work, cook, and take care of their children, and no one wanted to meddle.

And so, only Qingmo was left, lying alone on the hospital bed. As soon as everyone left, Qingmo opened her eyes.

There was no one else in her ward at the moment, just her. She took out a cup of spiritual spring water and drank it, then had a bowl of chicken soup noodles. Her stomach felt warm and cozy, and she felt much more comfortable. She closed her eyes and fell asleep.

I'm so happy! On the very first day, I killed my son, Xiao Huaihua. My son is a sacrifice to the heavens, his power is boundless.

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After staying in the hospital for two days, Qingmo was discharged. During those two days, Jia Zhangshi did not come once, and only Shazhu came to bring her food twice.

Back home, the two children didn't care about their mother's health at all; they just kept complaining about being hungry and wanting to eat meat, like a starving ghost reincarnated.

As soon as Sha Zhu got off work, he stewed a bowl of bone broth and brought it over. Bang Geng's eyes lit up when he saw that there was still some meat on the bones.

"Mom, can I have some drink? I want to eat meat."

Bang Geng's eyes never left the bowl, and Xiao Dang chimed in beside him. Jia Zhangshi didn't say anything, assuming that Qin Huairu would share it with the children, and that she would get a sip too.

Unfortunately, that was the original Qin Huairu, not her. She was Niohuru Huairu.

He picked up the bowl and started drinking, completely ignoring them. When Banggeng saw that Qingmo wouldn't let him drink, he rushed over to snatch it.

"Slap!" Qingmo slapped him to the ground. "You little brat, still jumping around in front of your mother, humph."

Upon seeing this scene, Jia Zhangshi immediately sat down on the ground and began to wail.

“Old Jia, Dongxu, my son, we can’t live like this without you. Your wife is going to starve us three generations of us. My son, please take your mother with you.”

When Jia Zhangshi wailed, her two younger children joined in, their grief even greater than when Jia Dongxu died.

Hearing the commotion, everyone came to watch the excitement, leaving Sha Zhu standing there feeling extremely embarrassed.

Sha Zhu scratched his head sheepishly and said, "Sister Qin, why don't you share some with the children? I'll make some for you next time."

Qingmo rolled her eyes at him, picked up the large bowl and started eating. She ate the whole thing, bones and broth, by herself. Although it tasted good, she still felt a little bloated.

Pah! Trying to take advantage of her? Look which way the sun rises.

"You little slut! You're deliberately trying to starve us to death! You've become so wicked, you're going to starve us all! You're going to remarry! Dongxu, come back and take your wife away!"

Qingmo glanced at them with a cold smile: "Heh, not to mention that you pushed me down and caused me to lose my child, you didn't even visit me once during my two days in the hospital."

“When I got home, nobody cared whether I lived or died. When Sha Zhu brought me a bowl of soup to help me recover, you all rushed to drink it. What? Is Jia Dongxu's pension not enough to afford food? Do you all want to taste the shit I poop?”

She ignored everyone, went back to her room, lay down under the covers, and went to sleep. This family was giving her a headache. If she weren't still a little weak, she would have taught them a lesson.

My great-aunt has two knives, one white and one red, and every cut draws blood.