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 Posted: Sun 5:39, 13 Mar 2011 Post subject: she said she was the boy's aunt. |
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tormented day and night I'm not a feminist
He has been, and die out.
● mother's readme
● readme I killed the son of alcoholic gambler father
scary place after 3 days, son worried about body was found, called me out and moved back to the body, we are at home next to the highway under the bridge opening, dug a pit to bury the body .
past few days, Ningbo Yinzhou Qiuai Town residents, circulating a statement: A few years ago, a young man to Qindie town to kill, after he and his mother will be dead bodies buried in the ground, the recent quarrel with the mother and son , the son angrily dug out the body ... ...
gambling debts I owe more. Aluminum windows have been home I Qiaodiao to change money. OK, I looked out from an empty window, you can see where the buried corpse.
2009 年 1 24, New Year's Eve.
butcher knife each mention, I always think of that scene. Bloody. He was sleeping results in their lives, will never know, son killed him.
New Year's Eve, the young guy from the first
me the most angry is that he always kicked his mother. Gambled away money each will, my mother does not agree, will inevitably beat him. I hate ah! See my mother cry, my heart full of hate.
can I did not do. To get rid of my demons, I embarked on a father's old: addicted to gambling. Sometimes, I would scolding myself, why, and like him stoop so mom sad. But only in the gambling, I do not think about that.
Hsiao Chiu Zhaoyan to the police about the whole matter.
father loved to drink, alcohol has come to the point, sometimes 10 pounds one day to drink wine; good gambling debt owed to a bottom, creditors debt collection every few days to come; much work, idle, good feminist line of business long ago did throw. This is my biological father's eyes.
summer night two years ago, I finally killed him, buried the bodies without the knowledge of mother ... ...
had years ago that a few days, creditors come to collect debts every day. I thought he was alive before. I can not stand, the family also lost the battle, the day could not have, the better to surrender it.
leave the police station, the reporter went to the West, King of villages, the Church Courtyard door closed, the old gray floral curtains in the window in the empty wind chaotic pendulum. Neighbors told reporters, sighed and said:
2007 年 7 月 one night, his son home. Smashed everything at home, and I was tired, hiding in the corner weeping. Son to look like this to understand that the creditors and the interlude.
Dad Dad is very bad reputation in the village, relatives, neighbors all hate him, people rarely travel. Occasionally, someone asked him about his whereabouts, I said, hiding his gambling debts, work out a. Good impression of a person is not missing, no one suspicious.
I thought, the less the man, mom would much better. But I never seen her smile.
after I heard the movement, or large ventured down the stairs, we were cleaning up the scene. Then I sent for a piece of cloth, wrap the body, put the pork in his son's motorcycle fashion flat back pocket. We transported the body with the motorcycle to the next village, throwing weeds in the roadside bushes.
he said, his surname Qiu, 25-year-old Shen Wang villages west of the village the villagers, a former butcher. Together with him already middle-aged women in tears, she said she was the boy's aunt.
Police ask: Did the mother knew nothing
I never graduated high school drop out, and also dry feminist line. The man (father) probably think I was tall, and very strong, a lot of convergence. But I was away, mom will still be beaten.
my mother did not want to upset
Subsequently, the reporter went to the police station Qiuai. Police said:
I was terrified, desperate to persuade his son, but he did not listen, said the mind to go.
I could not go out at night to hide the second floor of the room crying. He was drunk and sleeping on hard floors, drink in the first floor. Midnight, the son came downstairs, with Sha Zhudao kill him.
thing to gamble, and my mother has uttered many times. I really want to despair.
Yesterday afternoon, reporters came to town Qiuai Shen village. Some of the villagers did not know it flustered, and some of the reporters talking about the, is described as if own eyes.
Qiuai police station, Xiao Han is on duty. 20:00 Less than a strapping guy rushed.
mother moved out, rented a nearby house. I am a person ate dinner, to the uncle called and had to come from the first. Sad mom I'm afraid, no, and she said. Do not look for her ... ... a child, see the other's children so happy, I'm sorry. My childhood, only mother that a man beaten and helpless cry. Only mother's embrace is warm.
night, the mother called police to the police station for investigation Qiu. That his son turned himself in, many of the old than the actual age of the mother, weeping explain everything.
my heart there is a monster, it grew larger. I can not stand to give up the feminist line.
Hsiao Chiu wiped the tears, turned away. Police heard, but heart is wondering: son at home to kill his father, mother, do not know? See, Hsiao Chiu deep feelings of the mother.
I thought I grew up, family life will be better. But he was so addicted to gambling! Each creditor door, home would be a mess. Hatred in my heart piled.
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