CHAPTER 606: 111章_7

The main family waved their hand in refusal of accepting money, claiming it was all worthless stuff; she could use it and would just retrieve it from the old Zheng family in a couple of days.

Yin Meng ladled her own homemade dishes into a jar, then left some money before leaving.

Back at the old Zheng house, she stored the jar and the fertilizer bags under the bed.

At dusk.

Yin Meng stood by the window beside the stairs on the second floor, watching the three members of the Zheng family return home one by one.

Each person carried a fertilizer bag on their shoulder, but they were visibly much smaller.

Night fell, and Zheng Jiayi, who should have been sleeping, sat in front of the dressing table in her chair, afraid to go to bed.

"Go to bed and sleep."

"Meng Meng, I’m not sleepy."

"Listen to me."

"Okay, fine."

Zheng Jiayi got into bed, her arms wrapped around her knees, unable to lie down as she thought about the big bag of rats under the bed.

"Meng Meng, aren’t you coming to sleep?"

"I’ll be there in a bit."

Yin Meng stood at the door.

Deep into the night.

Again, the sound of gnawing echoed from outside; in the old Zheng house, it was mealtime.

This time, however, the sound didn’t last long.

Yin Meng walked back to the bedside and sat down.

She didn’t pretend to be asleep, yet even so, an eye appeared between the gaps of the ceiling beams above, eyes also emerged from the walls, and in the circular hole in the floor, eyeballs were rolling about.

The family of three, like geckos, clung and peeled off, doing all they could to peek inside.

This time, perhaps out of hunger, they were not satisfied and began to bite and pry with their teeth and hands, attempting to expand the gaps for better peeping.

"Meng Meng, what’s that noise?"

"Don’t worry about it."

Soon, they were no longer satisfied with just that and became more direct; the door began to be pushed, and the voices of the uncle, aunt, and Da Qiang came one after another:

"Jiayi, honey, open the door, your aunt has something to say to you."

"Jiayi, open the door, your uncle wants to relay a few words to your dad."

"Sister Jiayi, do you remember when we played together as kids after you came home from visiting the graves?"

Zheng Jiayi did not open the door; this time, she directly felt something was wrong.

"Meng Meng, what’s happening with my uncle’s family?"

"Didn’t you hear them?"

"They, they won’t be harmed, will they?"

"They’re fine."

"Phew..." Zheng Jiayi breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this.

"They had already died a long time ago."

Zheng Jiayi: "..."

"If you don’t want your parents to end up like them, help me pull the jar out from under the bed."

"Okay!"

Zheng Jiayi got out of bed, and with a great effort, she pulled out the jar.

Yin Meng then untied the fertilizer bag, taking a spoon to ladle the dishes she had made from the jar into the bag, spoon by spoon.

The mice in the bag were enjoying their meal.

Finally, after all the dishes from the jar had been scooped into it, the pushing on the door turned into banging.

The furniture blocking the door could hardly hold any longer.

"Get on the bed."

"Okay."

Zheng Jiayi obediently returned to the bed.

"Bang!"

The room door was pushed open, and standing at the door was only Da Qiang.

Zheng Jiayi held the blanket in front of herself, "Big brother Da Qiang... you..."

"Sister Jiayi, why didn’t you open the door just now?"

After Zheng Daqiang spoke, he turned around, and surprisingly, his mother was behind him:

"Jiayi, you’re not being good, letting your aunt knock on the door for so long."

Zheng Daqiang turned his body back again, reached up, and tore off the skin on his own face, revealing the uncle’s face:

"Jiayi, you made your uncle wait for so long."

Yin Meng had long noticed the strangeness of this family of three; no wonder they only appeared individually, never in pairs, and certainly not in a family group.

This was because only one person could maintain a state resembling that of a living human, while the remaining two were like leather coats.

That’s why when they spoke inside the house, they did so close to the door, and when eating mice, they were also near the door because at that moment, they themselves were like a piece of clothing, hung behind the door.

Watching Zheng Daqiang’s actions, it was literally tearing off a face in the true sense.

Yin Meng was relieved inside; this meant she didn’t need to continue restraining herself and could move freely.

She raised her foot and knocked over the fertilizer bag.

Suddenly, the mice that had just had their snack burst out all at once, scattering around on the floor.

This time, Zheng Jiayi didn’t scream since she had just seen a more horrifying scene; compared to that, the mice weren’t much of a deal now.

The two human skins in front and behind the uncle peeled off, like two paper figures, grabbing the mice on the floor to eat.

The uncle even kneeled on the floor, arms wrapped around to bring the mice in front of him, then buried his whole face down to start eating.

Upon closer inspection, one could notice that the eyes of these mice had changed color, and some had patches on their bellies or tails.

They were enjoying their meal very much, and while relishing the taste, they occasionally looked up at the two on the bed, as if hinting silently that once they finished their meal, it would be their turn.

Yin Meng quietly waited; for the first time, she felt excited about her cooking skills.

"Ah!"

At this moment, Zheng Daqiang couldn’t take it anymore; his thinly layered body began to distort, and the amount of contortion grew so intense that it started to knot up.

His mother was the same, her body already twisted into a twist.

Even in such a state, they continued to exert force twisting their bodies until finally, only the sound of skin cracking was heard, and the two, like popped balloons, exploded into a plethora of pieces.

The uncle was stunned, as he was covered in his wife and son.

At this point, he also started to react, his body convulsing, and his mouth stretched open to an exaggerated extent, as if that wasn’t enough, he even reached out to grab his upper and lower lips, beginning to exert force.