Farmhouse Green Plum

Chapter 298 Blue Seal

But Madam Fang didn't know all this. After being questioned by Song Ying, she became visibly nervous.

"This... everyone saw it. My husband indeed developed a high fever shortly after drinking." As she said this, she licked her lips again.

Song Ying sneered and pointed at the finger marks on her face: "Then why did you slap yourself?"

Madam Fang's pupils shrank. "What do you mean by hitting yourself? Why would I hit myself for no reason? I'm not crazy."

"Of course, outsiders will see it, and they will pull you aside to ask for comfort, so as to delay the time of discovering that your husband has a high fever. It will also make people think that your husband really drank the wine himself and beat you for it."

Madam Fang opened her mouth to argue, but Song Ying didn't give her a chance to speak. She raised her hand, touched her face, and moved her little finger: "Look where my little finger is."

Then, he put his hand on Lady Fang's face and moved his little finger in the same way, "Where is my little finger now?"

Madam Fang's face turned pale, "You..."

Song Ying laughed, "Now, do you still dare to say that the finger marks on your face were not made by you?"

Looking at Song Ying's determined eyes and touching her right cheek, Madam Fang looked extremely flustered.

Just when Song Ying thought she had succeeded, she suddenly calmed down and said calmly: "Even if the slap on my face was given by myself, it doesn't prove that I killed my husband.

My husband was injured so badly, and our family didn't have the money to buy him good things to take care of him. I felt so guilty that I slapped myself. "

Now, it was Song Ying's turn to be dumbfounded. She had never expected that under such circumstances, Madam Fang could still confuse right and wrong and act as if she loved her husband so much.

As the thought flashed through her mind, she recalled the villagers' comfort to Madam Fang and the sighs she had heard from the villagers. In their eyes, Madam Fang was indeed very good to her husband and took good care of him.

On the contrary, Han Zhijie was a bastard. He was ordered around by the other party's wife and agreed to the advice of outsiders, but turned around and ignored them.

"The villagers said that the finger marks on your face were caused by your husband hitting you. Why didn't you explain it clearly?" Song Ying asked.

Madam Fang regained her composure. "I am too sad. Besides, my family cannot afford to buy food for my husband to nourish his body, so he beats me. If the neighbors knew about this, they would not stand idly by. They have helped our family a lot over the years. How can I ask for food and meat from them during the New Year?"

Song Ying was speechless. This reason was really very convincing. Even in the short time she had known her, she could tell that Madam Fang was a person who was extremely reluctant to trouble others.

However, Mrs. Fang’s panic just now could not be faked, and she was indeed the one who killed the person.

Song Ying tried hard not to let Madam Fang see that she was at a loss for words, and snorted in a timid tone, "It's no use for you to argue with me here. When the officials arrive tomorrow, you can talk to them. They have a lot of experience in handling cases, and they will know exactly how the person died after a quick investigation."

He paused and added, "There is a coroner in the government office. It is said that he can make the dead speak. Even if the corpse has been buried for a long time and has rotted, he can find out something.

By cutting open the bodies and looking at the food in the stomach, they could tell what was eaten and when.”

It was unknown whether it was the government or the coroner's methods that frightened her, but Madam Fang could no longer hold back and suddenly knelt down, holding Song Ying's hand and begging for mercy: "Doctor Xiao Song, I beg you, please don't report to the authorities. I still have Nini, she can't live without her mother."

Song Ying secretly breathed a sigh of relief and asked with a stern face, "Why did you want to harm your husband?"

Madam Fang knelt on the ground, covered her face and cried, "I didn't want to do that either. He beat me and scolded me, and I accepted it all. It was my fault that I was so blind to fall in love with him in the first place.

That beast, he beat Nini! The child was so young, he beat her to death, if I hadn't come back in time, Nini would have died!"

As she spoke, worried that Song Ying wouldn't believe her, she rolled up her sleeves and said, "The fingerprints on my face were indeed from me, but the injuries on my body were all from him in the past!"

The light from the oil lamp was dim, but Song Ying could still see that her arms, which were red from the cold, were covered with shocking blue marks. Judging from the color of the marks, it was obvious that they were caused a long time ago.

Song Ying was stunned. She thought of Song Ergu and the few words she had overheard. At this moment, she finally understood what Song Ergu meant when she said there were few good pieces of meat on her body.

These scars, one after another, new and old overlapping, almost covered her entire arm.

Another wife beater.

Song Ying's sympathy for Han Zhijie's death disappeared completely. She slowly clenched her fists and said, "He beat you so hard, didn't you ever think about divorce?"

Madam Fang smiled bitterly, "How could I not have thought about it? Half a year after he beat me, I wanted to divorce him, and secretly went back to my parents' home to discuss it with my family, but my father chased me back.

She said that if I dared to divorce Han Zhijie, she would no longer want me as her daughter. "

She closed her eyes, tears silently rolling down her cheeks. "How can I get a divorce if my parents don't show up?"

Song Ying thought of Li. She used to think that it was because the Li family's situation was special and Li Wu was a gangster who was not easy to mess with, so her grandmother and Uncle Song were unwilling to step forward to help Aunt Song get a divorce.

But now looking at Madam Fang, she suddenly felt that she had viewed things too simply before. Perhaps in the minds of her grandmother and second uncle, no matter what kind of person the other person was, they would not let Second Aunt Song divorce.

What they cannot accept is the fact of a married woman getting divorced.

"Don't sit on the ground. It's cold and it's easy for cold air to enter your body." Song Ying pulled Madam Fang up. "Have you thought of other ways? Ask your village chief or neighborhood chief to go out and train her?"

Madam Fang stood up with the help of her strength and said bitterly, "Of course not. The first time he hit me was when we had just returned to the village from the capital. I was very angry and wanted to go back to my parents' home. At that time, his parents were still alive. I persuaded him and scolded him, asking him to apologize to me and promise not to hit me again.

But after a few days, he would beat you if you drank some yellow urine or did something that didn't go your way.

The second time I was beaten, I didn't believe his apology and promises. The village chief came to mediate and scolded him severely. He promised me, but it was still useless.

Later, I asked the head of the village to take charge and advised me to be patient. When I scolded him, he knelt down and begged me. It is said that a man's knees are made of gold. I thought that since he knelt down and begged me, he would definitely not beat me again, but it was of no use.

The next day, he came home drunk and beat me again. Later, when he found out that my parents would not let me divorce, he became even more unscrupulous and refused to apologize or make promises. Even my parents-in-law, the village chief, and the neighbors pretended they knew nothing about it and would not try to persuade or stop him.