After marrying an officer, she was spoiled by the group

Chapter 250 The Death of the Foolish Son

Wang Fugui was obviously very pleased. He patted her on the back and replied, "Baby, I miss you too. I can't live without you anymore."

He had completely fallen into the gentle trap woven by Fu Jing and could no longer extricate himself.

Fu Jing sobbed, "You don't know my silly husband. He's silly, but he's very persistent in that aspect. He forces me almost every day. You know, I only have you in my heart. I just feel disgusted when he touches me."

Wang Fugui was furious after hearing this. He knew that what he did was wrong. They were husband and wife, so whatever they did was natural.

But when I heard Fu Jing crying and saying that he was the only one in her heart, I felt a fire of evil in my heart.

He suddenly thought, if Zhang Dasha was gone, then Fu Jing would belong to him, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that this was the case.

Fu Jing's eyes were always on Wang Fugui. She had learned a lot about him recently. He was a man with both the heart and the courage to commit a crime, otherwise she would not have hooked up with him.

"Don't worry, my dear, I will marry you openly soon." Wang Fugui said confidently.

Fu Jing was very surprised and incredulous: "Really?"

"Why, really, my dear, when have I ever lied to you?"

Fu Jing looked at him with seductive eyes, her hands became dishonest, and her voice was charming: "I believe you ~ husband..."

The evil fire was instantly ignited again: "Little goblin!"

Once again, an indescribable sound was heard from the mountains.

Zhang Dasha has the habit of going out. He often wanders around the village alone or goes to the river.

Wang Fugui heard from Fu Jing that he couldn't swim.

That day, Zhang Dasha left the house alone with his hands behind his back like a big boss.

Wang Fugui followed him until Zhang Dasha finally walked to the river, where there was no one.

He felt that this was God's help, and looked around again to make sure that only Zhang Dasha was there.

I saw Zhang Dasha squatting by the river, looking inside, and grinning foolishly.

He rushed forward and pushed the man directly into the water. Before Zhang Dasha could react, the man disappeared.

Zhang Dasha never looked at who pushed him from beginning to end. He floundered in the water and soon sank.

Wang Fugui was watching this scene quietly from a distance, feeling indescribably happy. Now, Fu Jing was his.

Thinking of this disgusting thing lying on Fu Jing, Wang Fugui became jealous and crazy.

She can only belong to herself.

Because this place is remote, few people come here, and no one has seen Wang Fugui come here.

into the night.

Old man Zhang and Aunt Zhang were anxious: "Why hasn't he come back yet? Normally, our son would have come back by this time. Old man, let's organize someone to look for him. I won't be at ease if we don't look for him." Aunt Zhang said with sobs. She was almost dying of anxiety. She had looked for her silly son in all the places he usually went, but couldn't find him.

"Well, you wait at home. I'm going to the village chief's house." After saying that, he walked out of the house with his pipe.

Fu Jing said nothing, but sneered in his heart, because what he found was also a corpse.

She didn't expect Wang Fugui to be so fast. Not long after she finished blowing the wind, Zhang Dasha passed away. So her next goal should be implemented soon.

Soon, the sound of gongs was heard in the village.

This is to notify the villagers to assemble.

Wang Fugui was also among them, looking confused.

"Village Chief! What's the hurry? I'm eating right now."

"Yes, we have just sat down to eat after a day's work."

"···"

The villagers were talking to each other.

Seeing that most people had arrived, the village chief finally spoke, "It's like this. Old man Zhang just came to look for me. Zhang Dazhuang is missing, so everyone dispersed to help look for him."

"What? Dazhuang is missing?"

Da Zhuang is Zhang Fu's nickname. People like to call him Zhang Dasha behind his back, and Da Zhuang in public.

"Well! Old man Zhang came to me just now with an anxious look on his face. Okay, we are from the same village, so let's help each other. Don't just stand there, go and find him. If he's alive, we must find him; if he's dead, we must find his body." said the village chief.

There was no other way. The village chief had given the order, and every household started searching with torches in hand.

Wang Fugui was also among them. He and another big man went straight to the river.

He pretended to search carefully and earnestly, calling Da Zhuang's name repeatedly, and then noticed something unusual with his sharp eyes: "Look, what is this?"

The big man was startled by the sudden cry and hurried forward to check. He then said, "It's just a piece of rag. What's the point of making such a fuss? It scared me."

"I remember Dazhuang had a piece of clothing that was this color..."

After being reminded of this, the big man remembered that Dazhuang did have such clothes, and he whistled immediately.

Soon everyone gathered together, including Old Man Zhang.

"What's the matter? Did you find someone?"

A villager asked, he really wanted to find someone quickly so he could go back and eat and rest.

The big man handed the rag to Old Man Zhang and asked, "Uncle, is this Dazhuang's?"

Old man Zhang took it tremblingly, then widened his eyes and fell down.

Seeing this, the villagers hurried over to support him, pinching his Ren Zhong point, and were in a panic.

The village chief asked the big man, "Where did you find this?"

The big man pointed to a place not far ahead and said, "That's it. There are only rags, but no one. I think it's hopeless. Dazhuang might have fallen into the water."

Everyone was silent for a while. If they fell into the water, they would probably be in great danger.

The village chief shouted an order: "Quick, get someone with a long bamboo pole! Start fishing nearby. We'll have to find the body!"

There was no way. It was a matter of life and death, so no one cared about the meal anymore. Although Zhang Dasha was stupid, he was from the same village. They would meet each other every day. Now he might be drowned. The villagers were very actively cooperating at this moment, and they had completely lost their laziness just now.

Soon someone found a long bamboo pole and kept sticking it into the water.

The river is only about two meters deep. Although it is not very deep, this depth is fatal for someone who cannot swim.

Moreover, Dasha's brain wasn't working well. In panic, the more he struggled, the faster he sank.

Suddenly the man holding the bamboo pole seemed to touch something.

Suddenly he shouted: "Found it, found it!"

Then the villagers who were good at swimming jumped down without hesitation to check.

With the joint efforts of several people, Zhang Dasha was rescued from the bottom of the water.

When Old Man Zhang saw his son drowned, he burst into tears and almost fainted from crying several times.

The villagers could only offer a few words of comfort. It would be hard for anyone to see someone send off a loved one. Although Dazhuang was a fool, he never took the initiative to cause trouble and basically just played by himself.

Zhang Dasha's body was carried back. Aunt Zhang was still waiting anxiously at home. When she saw the light of a torch coming closer, she thought it was her beloved son coming back.