Cai Wei climbed over the wall into Zhang San's house and saw that Zhang San'er's home was clean and tidy, obviously maintained by a woman who loved cleanliness and was good at managing a home. Unfortunately, Zhang San did not appreciate such a good woman and often resorted to fists and kicks. This time, even if he was wronged, it was his retribution, deserved!
Zhang San'er's wife had already been laid down, lying on the kang with her head inward. She was dressed neatly, and her hair was also tidily combed.
The poor woman died with a bruised face, her lips were cracked, and one of her teeth was visibly knocked out. Bloodstains, not yet wiped away, were still present at the corners of her mouth.
Cai Wei silently looked at her for a while, her heart filled with sadness.
