Reborn in the Seventies: Pampered Wife, Owning some Farmland
Chapter 1049 - Chapter 1049 Chapter 1050 Jumped into the River to Commit

Chapter 1049: Chapter 1050: Jumped into the River to Commit Suicide Chapter 1049: Chapter 1050: Jumped into the River to Commit Suicide The news spread quickly throughout Qingzhao Village, and of course, it reached the ears of Yun Men and Zhang Jiang.

“What on earth happened? How could Liangliang commit suicide by jumping into the river?”

Yun Men snorted coldly. She had no respect for Zhang Cuihua. It’s one thing to care for your own family, but to neglect your own son, that’s asking for it. She deserved it.

It was hard enough to get into a university, and yet she sent all the family’s money to her natal home, leaving nothing for her son’s tuition.

Getting into a university is no small feat; it is an incredibly prestigious accomplishment.

“It’s definitely my sister-in-law causing trouble again. Let’s not involve ourselves in this matter.” Yun Men had drifted quite far apart from her eldest and second brothers.

As for the Zhang Family, Zhang Cuihua was brought to her senses with a splash of water.

She was also kicked several times. “If you want to sleep, go back to your own home. Stop deadening my house with your presence, you bringer of misfortune.” Zhang Tangsheng’s mother shouted loudly. If it wasn’t for this harbinger of bad luck, how would her son have been slashed with a knife, bled so much, and been beaten so severely, barely escaping with his life?

Zhang Cuihua couldn’t even get up; she was beaten too harshly.

“Throw her out.”

Her clothes were already in tatters, dirty even, dragged along, how could they not be filthy?

In the end, Zhang Cuihua was dragged out and thrown far away.

As for Zhang’s parents, they did not spare a glance at their daughter. They thought she deserved the beating she got. They cursed her after being wounded themselves.

Zhang Cuihua lay on the ground, in pain with every movement.

Some saw her but acted as if she didn’t exist.

During the busy farming season, who had the leisure to stop for gossip?

Only as dusk approached did Zhang Cuihua drag her half-dead body back to the Zhang Family home.

“What are you doing back here? I don’t have a daughter like you. Get out, get away from me.”

Zhang Cuihua, who had endured the journey, was stunned at these words.

“Get out, we have no daughter like you in the Zhang Family.”

Zhang’s father glanced at his daughter, feeling no paternal bond toward her.

Zhang’s mother pushed her out of the main gate and closed it forcefully. Zhang Cuihua didn’t have the strength to stand for long and collapsed weakly on the ground.

She felt somewhat dizzy.

She didn’t know what had become of her.

Her mother had told her in the past to bring home more grain to support her cousin, as their future would depend on him.

She obediently brought back the grain, even while she and her children went hungry.

And now her parents had thrown her out.

As for her husband’s family, they wanted nothing to do with her.

Her eldest son declared he had no mother; as for the younger ones, they were even less likely to acknowledge her.

Now she was rejected both inside and out; what was the point of living?

With this thought, Zhang Cuihua cried miserably, her sobs heart-wrenchingly sad.

In a moment of despair, she jumped into the river to end her life.

The next day, a body floated in the river.

Neither Zhang’s father nor his mother expected Zhang Cuihua to take such a step, and at the Yun Family’s house, they all dared not come forward. In the end, Zhang Cuihua was hastily buried, wrapped in a straw mat.

When the news reached the Yun Family, Yun Mingliang and his brothers had already gone to school.

After learning of the incident, Yun’s parents expressed their sentiments, with Yun’s mother cursing.

Upon hearing the news, Yun Hai’s expression flickered for a moment, but he said nothing and continued harvesting the rice.

When Yun Men heard about it, she was shocked.

It was beyond her expectations that Zhang Cuihua’s life would end this way.