Dressed as a farmer's widow, she brought her daughter to stock up on food and reached the top

Chapter 372 Split Personality

Zhao Cunliang walked towards Cuihua angrily, pointed his finger at her nose, and said viciously, "Are you pretending? Are you deliberately trying to harm our Zhao family? Tell me!"

"No... yes... no..." Cuihua held her head in fear, her body shaking constantly, and she muttered incoherently.

Seeing this, Aunt Wu rushed forward and stood in front of Cuihua, her eyes wide with anger. She shouted, "Zhao Cunliang, what are you doing? Didn't He Laosan clearly tell you in his letter to be nice to Cuihua? Are you turning a deaf ear to him?"

Aunt Wu took a breath and continued, "Cuihua's condition is called possession, meaning her body has been taken over by a ghost. You'd better be careful and don't provoke her anymore, otherwise no one knows what terrible things will happen!"

When they heard that it was a ghost, the Zhao family members turned pale, gasped, and opened their eyes wide in horror, as if they had seen a ghost.

Tian Guilan was like a frightened old hen, flapping her hands and screaming at the top of her voice: "Oh my God! Why is my life so miserable! I finally became a mother-in-law and thought I could enjoy a peaceful life, but now I have to deal with this kind of thing! When will my life end?" She cried and beat her chest and stamped her feet.

Zhao Cunliang had been holding back some anger, and now he was even more furious, with the resentment surging in his chest.

He originally went for He Laosan's tiger whip, but he didn't expect to get the whip but ended up bringing back a madman possessed by a ghost. Now it is easier to invite a god than to send him away!

Seeing Tian Guilan throwing a tantrum and yelling without any dignity, Zhao Cunliang felt so frustrated that he was about to explode. Veins popped out on his forehead and he kicked her, shouting, "All you do is make trouble all day long! It's endless! What's the point of marrying you back?"

"You're useful, you're useful!" After being kicked, Tian Guilan sat on the ground with messy hair, slapping the ground with her hands, crying: "My waist and butt hurt all day long, and I whimper when I do a little work. What kind of man is like you? You don't act like a man at all, and you only know how to take your anger out on me!"

"You actually said I'm not a man!" Zhao Cunliang was so angry that his face turned red, the veins on his neck bulged, and he rushed towards Tian Guilan. The couple soon started to wrestle with each other, you pulling my hair, I scratching your face, the scene was a mess.

Everyone was used to this kind of scene and shook their heads helplessly. The villagers gradually dispersed, still muttering about the Zhao family's endless farce.

On the other side, Aunt Wu took advantage of the fact that no one was paying attention and quietly handed Cuihua a bag of white powder, looking nervous and mysterious.

Xiuying led Awang and Afan slowly up the hill toward home. Awang would occasionally look back at Zhao Cunliang and Tian Guilan, who were still playing in the Zhao family yard, while Afan skipped ahead, humming an unknown tune.

Awang followed Xiuying and asked doubtfully, "Aunt Xiuying, is Cuihua really possessed by a ghost?"

Xiuying shook her head slightly and explained patiently, "No, Cuihua has a split personality."

"Split personality? Can people have split personality?" Awang widened his eyes, his face full of disbelief.

Xiuying smiled, slowed down her pace, and said, "It's Cuihua's hidden personality. When she's under great pressure, it will be released and control her behavior and emotions. It's a very complex disease, difficult for ordinary people to understand."

"Oh." Awang responded with a confused look, scratched his head, and thought to himself that he couldn't understand it anyway, but being possessed by a ghost was easy to understand.

Taohua and Shiliu were standing outside the yard. They saw them coming back from afar and hurried to greet them.

Taohua asked anxiously, "Mom, what happened? Is Cuihua okay?"

We heard some noise in Zhao's courtyard last night. Cuihua didn't know what had happened to her. Taohua and Shiliu were also worried about her.

Awang answered first, "Cuihua is fine. Those Zhao family members were really scared. They almost lost their souls."

Afan also said: "Cuihua is possessed by a ghost, but Aunt Xiuying said that it is not a ghost, it is schizophrenia." After saying this, Afan also looked confused, and it was obvious that he had only a vague understanding of this new term.

Xiuying walked solemnly with her two daughters into the yard. Once inside, she paused and said earnestly to Taohua and Shiliu, "Marriage is a lifelong event for a woman. You must be discerning. Just like Cuihua today, she met the wrong man. Her life must be miserable. Otherwise, it would ruin her life."

Awang and Afan followed behind and looked at each other when they heard Xiuying's words.

Awang frowned slightly, as if thinking about something, while Afan sighed softly, and both of them saw a hint of worry in each other's eyes.

Tian Guilan and Zhao Cunliang were tired from fighting. They lay on the ground like two puddles of mud, gasping for breath, their chests heaving violently.

After a long while, Zhao Cunliang recovered. He turned around to look at Cuihua, who was standing there bewildered, and shouted angrily, "What are you standing there for? Clean up the yard! You have no sense at all!"

Cuihua trembled, wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and responded timidly: "Oh!" She hurriedly picked up the broom, lowered her head and started sweeping.

Zhao Cunliang looked at Cuihua's back, still feeling somewhat suspicious. He murmured softly, "Is she having another attack?"

Tian Guilan rolled her eyes and gasped, "How could it be that easy! I didn't even hit or scold her, yet she gets sick just by doing some work. Does she really think she's a rich lady? Am I supposed to worship that lunatic like a Buddha?"

Soon Zhao Cunliang and Tian Guilan will pay the price for their decision during the day.

It was late at night and the whole village was immersed in silence. The Zhao couple were sleeping in each other's arms like dead pigs.

They didn't sleep all night last night. They went through so many bad things and were tied up like pigs. They were exhausted both physically and mentally.

With a loud "bang", the dilapidated door was broken open, and the sound seemed particularly abrupt in the silent night.

Before the two could react, a strange face appeared in front of the bed. There was no expression on its face, and it looked eerie and terrifying in the dim moonlight.

Then, a puff of white powder drifted by, carrying a familiar fragrance. The two men felt their vision go black, their heads spinning, and then they passed out, falling into a deep coma.

Oh oh oh…

The loud crow of a rooster broke the tranquility of the early morning. The red sun slowly rose, and the warm sunlight shone into the Zhao family's yard.

The Zhao family, young and old, slowly woke up under the glaring sunlight, each one bleary-eyed and a little confused...