When the Body Was Dismembered, Zha and His Son Were Celebrating Bai Yueguang's Birthday

[Father and Son Crematorium] [Dead Humanities Literature] [Daughter's Revenge for Mother] In the fifth year of marriage, on the day of the home invasion and murder, I called my husband and begged him to come back: "Yun Shen, someone wants to kill me..." He interrupted me coldly: "If you don't do anything for a day, you will die, right?" The phone was hung up and I saw the photo sent by my god sister. Cake, candles, flowers. My husband and son hugged her and kissed her on the left and right cheeks, as sweet as a family. I closed my eyes in despair. The murderer snatched my mobile phone, dismembered me, and hid it under the bed in the master bedroom. After I died, my husband and sister rested on my body and played in bed every night. My son also nestled in his sister's arms, pestering her to tell fairy tales and saying that he wanted her to be his mother. Only my frail daughter struggled to get up from the hospital bed and tried her best to clear my name. Later, when they saw my body, the ruthless father and son went crazy...