Rebirth of a Village Girl novel Chapter 900

Chapter 900: 222: Peeling off the truth layer by layer, brutally torturing Dr. Zheng Lingling’s family!_4

Shangguan Dehui, looking exhausted, came downstairs and said to Zheng Lingling, "Mom and Dad were too heartbroken during the day and have already fallen asleep. Tingting isn’t doing too well either. It’s tough for you, brother-in-law, and Xianjing to take care of Yangyang here."

Zheng Lingling nodded her head, "Dehui, rest assured, I’ll take good care of Yangyang. You should go take care of Tingting. I’m worried Yangyang might not be able to cope with the loss..."

Sun Wu said, "Brother-in-law, we are all one family—there’s no need for talk of hardship. Yangyang’s sudden departure has left all of us deeply saddened. To think such a good child could just... sigh... it really seems like the good die young!"

Shangguan Dehui painfully pinched his temples, "Maybe that was just Yangyang’s fate..." After pausing, he continued, "Sister, brother-in-law, I’ll go upstairs first then."

"Go on, get some sleep. You’ll feel better. The deceased has passed on, the living must go on!"

Shangguan Dehui turned and went back upstairs.

In a blink of an eye, only Zheng Lingling, Zheng Xianjing, and Sun Wu, the family of three, were left in the spacious Side Hall.

The night grew ever darker.

It was already deep into the night.

Though it was already June which should be a hot season, there was a bone-chilling coldness in the air.

The Zheng Family house fell into an eerie silence, without a single sound to be heard.

Zheng Xianjing huddled her shoulders, "Mom, I’m a bit scared."

For some reason, she always felt something was off, as if a pair of eyes were staring at her from somewhere.

"What’s there to be afraid of?" Zheng Lingling said nonchalantly, "Aren’t Mom and Dad here?"

Sun Wu said, "Xianjing, you must do great things in the future! How can you be so scared by just a corpse?"

Just at that moment, footsteps sounded from behind them.

In the dead of silence, the faint sound of footsteps seemed extraordinarily terrifying.

Zheng Xianjing swallowed hard and quickly hid behind Zheng Lingling, nearly knocking over the burning brazier, her face ashen.

"Xianjing, what’s wrong? Why are you so frightened?" A familiar voice filled the air.

Zheng Xianjing turned her head to see that it was Doctor Jiang, and she let out a sigh of relief.

It wasn’t a ghost!

Knowing everyone else was asleep, Zheng Lingling dropped the pretense and said with a smile, "This child is afraid of ghosts!"

Doctor Jiang walked over to Zheng Xianjing, "Xianjing, Grandma Jiang tells you that there are no ghosts in this world, there’s nothing for you to be afraid of."