Rebirth of a Village Girl novel Chapter 899

Chapter 899: 222: Peeling off the truth layer by layer, brutally torturing Dr. Zheng Lingling’s family!_3

Ni Cuihua, like Old Mrs. Zheng, hugged Little Ni Yun and cried until she was gasping for breath.

Little Ni Yun still didn’t understand what life and death meant, and said blankly, "Mommy, why are you crying? Why won’t sister talk to me?"

Hearing this, Old Mrs. Zheng cried even harder.

At this critical moment, only Old Mr. Zheng kept a portion of his composure, nodding weakly, "Alright, then I’ll trouble you, Lingling."

Zheng Lingling shook her head, "It’s not a bother. I am Yangyang’s aunt; this is what I should do. Dad, please try to console Mom and ask her not to cry. Her health isn’t good to begin with. If she harms her health from crying, Yangyang won’t be able to rest in peace down below."

Doctor Jiang stepped forward and said, "Then I won’t go home tonight either. Just in case something happens to Aqing, I’ll be nearby to take care of her."

Old Mr. Zheng continued nodding.

With Ni Yang’s death, the entire Zheng Family’s atmosphere was extremely oppressive. Zheng Xianjing didn’t dare reveal her true feelings, and only when the door was closed could she laugh out loud.

"Mom, it’s great! Ni Yang is finally dead!"

Zheng Lingling said with a smile, "That little bitch deserved to die long ago. I’m going to call your dad now and tell him to come back quickly."

"Dad will be very happy when he hears this news," Zheng Xianjing continued. "Mom, do we really have to keep a vigil for Ni Yang tonight?"

Even though Zheng Xianjing was malicious, she was still a woman in her twenties. She had never kept a vigil for the dead before, and facing such an occasion for the first time, she couldn’t help feeling panicked!

Moreover, Ni Yang had been killed by them.

Zheng Xianjing had just recently finished watching a Hong Kong-style ghost movie.

Zheng Lingling nodded, "Although Ni Yang is dead, we can’t take it lightly. We still have to maintain appearances." Now was the most vulnerable time for the Zheng Family, and it was the perfect opportunity for them to show their good side.

"Mom, do you think Ni Yang will turn into a vengeful ghost and come for our lives?" Zheng Xianjing asked fearfully.

Zheng Lingling laughed outright, "Silly child, there are no such things as ghosts in this world."

If there really were ghosts in this world, who knows how many times she would have died already.

Zheng Lingling never believed in superstitions.

Zheng Lingling replied, "It will probably take a few more days. By the way, get cleaned up first, we have to keep a vigil tonight."

"Okay," Sun Wu went to the bathroom to take a shower.

Night gradually fell.

The murky darkness enveloped the Zheng family’s villa.

"Caw! Caw!" The harsh, hoarse cries of crows came from outside, making people’s skin crawl.

Ni Yang lay on the spirit bed in the middle of the Side Hall. A censer burned three joss sticks, and beside it was a copper basin where paper money was burning.

The burning paper money is also known as "journey money."

The road to the netherworld is not like the roads amongst the living.

Crossing a bridge costs money, ferrying across the Forgetfull River costs money, and bribing the underworld messengers costs money. Therefore, someone must kneel in front of the basin, constantly burning paper money, and ensuring that the flame does not go out.

Zheng Xianjing knelt in front of the basin burning paper money. Hearing footsteps, she feigned sincerity, "Yangyang, may your journey be smooth. Rest assured, I will take good care of grandfather and grandmother in your place."