Zhou Manfeng, Lin Wanning's mother - in - law, had just managed to calm her nerves when her heart instantly leaped back into her throat.
She wiped the cold sweat off her forehead nervously. Even though her face was turning blue with anger, she couldn't help but feel a twinge of fear. Could it be that this little bitch had discovered the air holes in the coffin?
Bai Xiaolian, Lin Wanning's sister - in - law, who had a rosy - cheeked face, also turned deathly pale in an instant.
She grabbed Zhou Manfeng's hand tightly out of fear, and their palms were soon covered in sweat.
Seeing the two of them standing there flustered, completely losing the arrogance they had at the beginning, Lin Wanning couldn't help but laugh at herself.
In her past life, if only she hadn't been so heart - broken over Gu Zhendong's death, she wouldn't have been deceived by these two with such poor acting skills.
Fortunately, God had mercy on her and gave her a chance to start over.
Tears welled up in Lin Wanning's eyes. These tears were surely shed for her past life.
With a hoarse and sobbing voice, she said, "Mother - in - law, why didn't you even paint a layer of anti - mold and anti - insect paint on Zhendong's coffin?
" What if Zhendong is gnawed on by insects and ants after he's buried underground? I'd be heart - broken."
Hearing Lin Wanning only mention the lack of paint and seeing how heart - broken she was, the tight string in Zhou Manfeng snapped.
She slumped into a chair, her legs going weak with the after - shock. For a moment, she didn't know whether to be relieved or sad and couldn't even stand up for a long time.
At first, Bai Xiaolian thought she had misheard.
It wasn't until she saw Lin Wanning's eyes swollen like walnuts from crying that she was sure Gu Zhendong had managed to pull the wool over Lin Wanning's eyes.
Letting out a long sigh of relief, seeing that her mother - in - law was still flustered and not knowing what to do, Bai Xiaolian could only nod in agreement, "Yes, yes, how could we forget such an important thing?"
But as soon as Zhou Manfeng heard about painting the coffin, she was so scared that she had a start and slipped off the chair, falling hard on her butt.
In order not to let Lin Wanning discover the secret, she scrambled to her feet in a hurry.
Putting on a tough act, she started scolding Bai Xiaolian.
"What are you talking about? Why don't you use your brain? What time is it now? Is it still possible to paint the coffin? As the eldest sister - in - law, don't you know this?"
As she spoke, Zhou Manfeng stabbed Bai Xiaolian hard on the temple with her finger.
Suddenly awakened, Bai Xiaolian immediately realized that if the coffin was painted, the air holes would surely be blocked.
She was so anxious that she almost stamped her feet on the spot. "Oh, look at my stupid brain. How could I forget about this?"
"In our rural hometown, we pay a lot of attention to the burial time. If the time is wrong, it's extremely inauspicious."
Zhou Manfeng quickly echoed behind Bai Xiaolian.
"That's right. Once the time is up, it's inauspicious.
" Stop wasting time here. Hurry up, hurry up. Close the coffin and bury it."
Lin Wanning watched quietly as Zhou Manfeng went crazy. Although she seemed imposing, her inexplicable sense of guilt had long been noticed by Lin Wanning.
Afraid of painting the coffin?
In fact, she was just afraid of suffocating her son in the coffin. Well, Lin Wanning was definitely going to paint it.
She not only wanted to anger this old hag but also make Gu Zhendong suffer inside.
Without saying a word, she directly stopped the coffin - covering master. "No. Zhendong is my husband. If he's gnawed on by insects and ants or soaked in water, I'll be heart - broken. Besides, the crackdown on feudal superstition is very strict now. If you openly arrange a so - called auspicious time for Zhendong's burial and the Revolutionary Committee finds out, our whole family will end up in jail."
Lin Wanning's voice was soft, but her attitude was extremely firm. "If the coffin isn't painted, then it'll be cremated."
Zhou Manfeng was so angry that she almost spat out a mouthful of blood.
Even though she was so anxious that she had scratched her hands until they bled, she couldn't come up with a better excuse.
Bai Xiaolian was also so anxious that cold sweat broke out on her back. They never expected that Lin Wanning, who used to be so submissive, would suddenly become so assertive.
In a hurry like ants on a hot pan and not having come up with a countermeasure yet, they saw Lin Wanning leading everyone with paint and directly picking up a brush to start painting.
Moreover, Lin Wanning started painting from the bottom of the coffin first, which made Zhou Manfeng so angry that she almost fainted.
In order not to let her son suffocate inside, she also had to pick up a brush. While wailing, she pretended to help.
She took the opportunity to open the air holes, fearing that if she was a moment too late, Gu Zhendong would be suffocated in the coffin.
Then she placed a coffin nail on the edge of the coffin to ensure that her son could breathe comfortably inside.
She thought she had done it seamlessly, but she didn't know that Lin Wanning had long noticed her little trick.
The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind. While everyone was discussing how to carry the coffin, Lin Wanning directly dripped honey into the coffin through the gap left by Zhou Manfeng.
In her past life, after Gu Zhendong's death, she was so heart - broken that she went to his grave to burn paper almost every other day.
She had been bitten by red ants at the grave many times, so she was sure there was a red ant nest nearby.
Now that she had been reborn, she would use the honey to lure the red ants into the coffin and make Gu Zhendong suffer so much that he would wish he were dead, slowly dying in despair.
Only this could relieve the hatred in her heart.
Completely unaware of all this, on the way to the funeral, Zhou Manfeng saw the gap on the coffin board and her eyes were filled with pride.
Her eldest son had never been close to her. Since he had grown up away from her since childhood, they didn't have much of a relationship.
If it weren't for the fact that he was a soldier, she wouldn't have bothered with him at all. Now that he was dead, she didn't feel the slightest bit of sadness. Instead, she thought that her eldest son had lost his lifespan because he wasn't filial enough.
It was so satisfying for her to arrange all the benefits for her younger son.
Bai Xiaolian, following behind, buried her head and snickered with pursed lips. There was not a trace of sadness on her face, only uncontrollable excitement.
She and her husband had never gotten along well. If it weren't for her mother - in - law drugging her husband to consummate the marriage with her, she wouldn't have gotten pregnant, let alone given birth to that sick child.
When her husband was away, she had already been having an affair with Gu Zhendong. Now that this had happened and Zhendong was willing to let Lin Wanning be a widow for her sake, it meant that her weakness was effective and she was a lucky person.
Lin Wanning was the descendant of the "black - five - category elements". It was only right for her to suffer.
When they reached the gravesite, the coffin had already been placed in the pre - dug pit.
Zhou Manfeng couldn't wait to urge everyone. "Hurry up, hurry up. Otherwise, it'll be bad if we miss the auspicious time."
Seeing how eager the two of them were, Lin Wanning decided not to let them succeed. The corners of her lips curled up slightly, and a fleeting look of ferocity flashed in her eyes.
Continuing to wipe away non - existent tears, she pointed at the coffin board propped up by the coffin nail and feigned surprise. "Oh, how could we forget to seal the coffin? I've already painted it. If we don't seal it, what if ants and poisonous insects get in?"
Originally confident, upon hearing that the coffin was to be sealed, Zhou Manfeng's face wrinkled up like an old bark with anger.
Gritting her teeth, she pointed at Lin Wanning's nose and scolded, "When will you ever stop? If you delay the burial time, can you take the responsibility?
" It's already dark. Are you still going to cause trouble?"