After I died, the murderer came to my house

Chapter 142

Chapter 0142: Wang Shixuan’s Psychology Has Been Distorted!!

The room is in the living room.

Feng Hui sat on the sofa drinking tea, his wife reprimanded and blamed his young niece, and he just watched.

His relationship with Feng Qian is not good, it can even be said that it is very bad, almost cut off contact.

When Feng Qian married into a wealthy family and became Mrs. Kuo, he was still starting a business at that time

Because the company’s funds were really tight, he asked Feng Qian to borrow money, but she didn’t lend him a dime, but said that he was not the material for entrepreneurship, and he should honestly go to work to earn money.

For this reason, he quarreled with Feng Qian.

He never understood that she couldn’t lend a little money to herself when she married into a wealthy family and became Mrs. Kuo? It’s not that I don’t pay it back!

Later, Feng Qian’s first husband, Li Zhen, died, and after inheriting the family property, she became a famous female rich man in Jiangcheng.

At that time, Feng Hui’s son was just two years old, and the family was under great financial pressure.

He pulled down his cheeky face and went to borrow money from his sister Feng Qian, but Feng Qian still didn’t lend him a dime.

That ugly face that was high above him would never forget in his life.

It is also because of these old grudges that he does not like Feng Qian’s daughter Wang Shixuan.

And there is a good saying, the woman who marries splashes the water.

Feng Qian’s daughter was first surnamed Li, then surnamed Wang, and 183 has always been a foreigner, and has nothing to do with his surname Feng.

He snatched the custody of this little thing in order to accept Feng Qian’s family property.

And this little thing looks quite delicate, after raising it and marrying it off, I am afraid that it can make a wave of bride money, anyway, it will not lose money anyway.

“This little thing is really getting wilder, coming back so late every day these days.”

Wang Lanfen muttered in her mouth and came over to sit on the sofa.

Feng Hui said without care: “Whatever she does, you can’t pick her up from school.” ”

“I don’t have that time.”

“That’s not it.”

The couple has a son, who is almost ten years old this year, named Feng Zhitao.

At this point, their youngest son was sitting on the sidelines.

“Mom and Dad, I want to watch cartoons. For her biological son, Wang Lanfen is very pampered. ”

Hearing her son say that she wanted to watch cartoons, she immediately used the remote control to switch TV channels and put on cartoons.

At the same time, the young Wang Shixuan also finished washing and came to the dining room on this side of the living room to eat.

It is said to be a dining room, but it is actually a corner of the living room, just a dining table.

The table is covered with leftovers.

She sat alone at the dining table, silently eating the already slightly cold meal.

The sound of cartoons on TV, the laughter of my uncle’s family, their happiness and her seem to be two worlds apart.

At this time, she heard her uncle and aunt talking about villa 014 in the Anning villa area, and they seemed to be selling the house.

When her parents were not dead, they also talked about selling the house.

She had a vague impression of the house.

When she was very young, she seemed to live in that house.

In her vague impression, she was not in kindergarten at that time, and she seemed to have a father at that time, and after that was no longer there, she lived with her mother and new father.

As soon as she thought back to these things in her memory, she remembered that she seemed to have an older brother.

Before she and her mother moved out of the villa, she vaguely remembered as if she had been held by her brother.

After she and her mother moved away, the brother seemed to have been living alone in the villa.

Just some time ago, I heard that the brother seemed to be dead, and then her parents were going to sell the villa.

When her parents were going to sell the house, she often heard them say that the house was haunted and difficult to sell.

The ghost inside seems to be her dead brother.

She didn’t know that her parents died because of villa 014, let alone that her parents’ deaths were inextricably linked to the brother she remembered.

At a young age, she didn’t know much about the world of adults.

At this time, the voices of her uncle and aunt often came from time to time.

“That house is worth more than ten million, and it’s not too little to sell three million today?”

“It’s a little less, but the house is haunted, I think it’s okay to sell this price, it’s useless if we keep it, maybe it will depreciate in the future.”

“A good big villa, you can only sell it for this little money.”

The aunt muttered dissatisfiedly, and then looked at her who was eating, and reprimanded: “Eat quickly, remember to wash the dishes after eating, blame your uncultured brother, who is not yet alive when he dies, otherwise how can the house only sell this little money?” ”

“Although they are half-siblings, they are not a family with you, they all kill their parents early, and there are things that no one in life supports.”

Wang Shixuan is a matter of Feng Qian’s extramarital affair, only Feng Qian and his wife know it, and even Xiao Wang Shixuan herself does not know.

In the eyes of all outsiders, she is the flesh and blood of Feng Qian’s ex-husband Li Zhen.

Even Li Bei thought so and regarded her as a half-sister

At this time, Wang Shixuan, who was only seven years old, listened to his aunt’s words and continued to eat silently.

These days, she has been scolded too many times and beaten too much, so she has long understood the truth that ‘silence is golden’.

After eating, she went to wash the dishes.

The water seemed very cold, and the dish soap was poured on the bowl and chopsticks, slippery.

Just as she finished washing, the hair that was pulled behind her was violently pulled by someone.

So much so that her whole little head was tilted up, and the tingling pain coming from the roots of her hair also made her snort.

The one who pulled her hair was Feng Hui’s son, Feng Zhitao.

This little thing is almost ten years old this year, a proper bear child, the hand is not light or heavy, and Wang Shixuan has several hairs that have been removed by him.

At this time, he had a bad smile on his face and said in a whisper: “I spit on the food you ate!” Hahaha. ”

Wang Shixuan glanced at him numbly, and continued to wash without saying a word.

Her whole world seems very depressed, and she is used to being teased and bullied by Feng Zhitao.

Sometimes she also thinks about death, of leaving this world where there is no light in sight.

It’s just that a voice in her heart is telling her that she can use needle and thread to sew everything into the way she wants, sew it into what it should be, stitch it into a beautiful look, and even stitch up the tearing confusion in her psyche.

This sound has become more frequent in recent days.

After finally washing the dishes, she returned to her room.

This room is only a few square meters, and there is a small bed and a few shabby cabinets inside, which is particularly pressing.

It used to be a small storage room.

After she came, Feng Hui and his wife simply transformed it and let her live in it.

There is a small window in the small room, through which you can see that it is already dark outside.

She went to a cabinet and opened the drawer to check out her toys.

The drawers were full of dead birds and two dead kittens.

The birds, as well as the two kittens, were stitched together with needles and threads into what she thought was perfect.

The things she had stitched up with needles and threads gave her a feeling that she truly belonged

Looking at these ‘toys’ that really belong to herself, the corners of her mouth couldn’t help but show

A hint of a smile.

So happy…