A few months later, my son and daughter suddenly came back from other places and said they would go home to spend two days with him.

Mrs. Zhao is of course happy. Since their sons and daughters started working, they get together less and leave more.

But he was still thinking about the business of the two of them. His son and daughter said that they were not busy recently, so they wanted to come back and have a look.

The old man is always easily moved. Seeing that his children are so considerate of him, he must be convinced.

When they lived at home, Mrs. Zhao wished to give them all the good things.

But Mrs. Zhao didn't know that his beloved son and daughter came here for his money this time, and even killed him in the end.

Mrs. Zhao's house here, as well as the pension in hand, are not small fortunes.

Earlier they said that business was sluggish, so Mrs. Zhao took out some money, but when they asked again later, Mrs. Zhao said that after his death, they would just share the money equally.

But the two have their own ideas, the daughter wants to open a store, and the son wants to buy a house. Hearing that Mrs. Zhao still has a lot of money here, they came here smelling it.

No matter how harmonious the family of three was at the banquet, what happened next was just as cruel.

Both siblings were embarrassed to speak, after all, they had taken a lot before.

Two people, you look at me, I look at you, I am not ashamed to say it at the dinner table.

When the evening was approaching, the son asked.

"Dad, how much money do you have left?"

Old Master Zhao looked at his son and said a number.

Both the son and daughter's eyes lit up. Mr. Zhao's deposit is indeed quite a lot.

"I haven't lived for a few years. After I die, these will be left to you." Old Master Zhao said with a smile.

In a word, both of them were embarrassed to say any more.

In the evening, the siblings got together to discuss.

"We are all in urgent need, and it won't take long."

The daughter still hesitated, "Didn't Dad say that we will give it to us after death?"

"Who knows when he will die? You see, he is a hundred years old, and he can still go out for a walk every day." The son said a little annoyed.

The two looked at each other and fell silent. They saw greed and killing intent in their eyes.

Money has always been able to provoke the worst thoughts in people's hearts.

One night, Mr. Zhao counted his savings. He saw the hesitation of his son and daughter, and thought that they must have encountered some difficulties and were embarrassed to tell.

He put the money under his pillow to give it to them tomorrow.

In his sleep, the door of Mrs. Zhao's room was opened, the daughter was holding a pillow, and the son was walking behind the daughter.

A pillow tightly covered Mr. Zhao's face, and his son stepped forward and grabbed Mr. Zhao's neck.

Within a few minutes, Mrs. Zhao died.

The son and daughter shivered in fear, and the son stepped forward to test his breath.

"Dead, dead."

Mrs. Zhao never expected that he would die because of the greed of his children.

After Mrs. Zhao died, they planned to sell the house after he was buried, and then took the money to leave the village.

They also never expected that Mrs. Zhao would cheat on the corpse one night.

On the night of the fraudulent corpse, both of their souls were scared to death, and it took a lot of effort to nail the old man Zhao back into the coffin.

Mr. Zhao's son knocked a lot of nails on it, for fear that Mr. Zhao would run out again.

Because of this incident, they have been terrified for several days, and they have invited everyone to see it, trying to suppress Mrs. Zhao.

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