Chapter 219 Poor guy
Finding that her father beside her was puzzled by this matter, Lin Xiangrong thought of the remnants of the medicinal powder she had collected from her clothes at home and thought that when she returned, she would go to the old hunter in the village to ask what the medicinal powder was. Lin Xiangrong listened for a while and then stopped listening. A group of people may brag about everything from the battle with the Wolf King to the heroic rescue of people from the flood, so bragging that they wish the fairies in the sky would come down to express their admiration for them. She turned around and went to build a snowman with San Fu outside the door. Although this village is neither big nor small, it naturally has a large population. Because the population is densely populated, you can see many people coming and going at a glance. Some come back to pay New Year's greetings and visit their families, some come to visit relatives or go for a walk. Those people were not surprised when they saw them building a snowman not far from the door. They knew that there were many people coming back to pay New Year greetings at this time. "Oops..." A soft cry followed the sound of slipping. Sanfu and Lin Xiangrong looked over at the same time. A woman in her twenties with single eyelids looked panicked and clutched her stomach. She screamed a few times, causing two curious children to run over: "Are you okay?"
"Hel me up quickly!" She ignored her politeness and was helped up by Sanfu. She walked towards the door with trembling legs. She fell to the ground again before taking two steps. She was walking with a limp, as if she had sprained her foot or had a knock. When it reaches my knees, it is difficult to walk without help. "That seems to be the second aunt." San Fu muttered to Lin Xiangrong: "It seems that there was a conflict and some weird things happened before he entered." Can there be no contradiction? Lin Xiangrong complained in her heart [Originally, she was a young girl who wanted to marry her childhood sweetheart. However, she was bullied by her 'good' second uncle who drank some cat urine, so she had to give him to him. It's like a flower in a cow. On feces. 】 The third rich man who suddenly took a mouthful of melon looked at his second uncle who came out of the house with surprised eyes and yelled at the frail woman. He didn't expect this to happen. He only knew that Mrs. Chen came to make trouble and asked his sister to I got sick due to the cold wind, but I didn't expect that there was such a thing. "I don't say a word every day. I feel like a mute. It makes me want to puke. Go chop wood for me!" The second uncle pushed the second aunt several times and pushed her to the ground. He turned around and walked away without any pity. His rather arrogant attitude made the hurt little poor second aunt even more lovable. She got up and limped to the yard to chop wood. That delicate and expressionless face was a little more numb and dead. The accusations and whispers from the villagers, the disbelief and anger of childhood sweethearts, and the years of hard work, made a young woman who was just twenty-six years old The future is full of despair. Lin Xiangrong couldn't say anything. She knew about this because she was too curious and listened to Zhou Zhaodi chatting with others. In the past few years, she had gotten a glimpse of it from the text on the panel. "Second aunt, take a rest. It's too cold today. The cold wind will make your face turn blue." They went back to the house to warm themselves by the fire, and after eating a potato, they came out to see their second aunt chopping firewood. Her delicate face was blue from the wind and cold, her lips were also blue, and she looked as if she was about to faint. Lin Xiangrong couldn't help but said to her: "You can chop firewood anytime, come in and warm yourself up." "Yes." Zhou Zhaodi's eldest sister, who was also Lin Xiangrong's aunt, walked over gently and took the ax from her hand: "I'll do it, Qiaoqiao, you go back and rest." Ye Qiaoqiao nodded with a pale face: "Thank you very much. Sister." She walked to the back room, not intending to go to the front room. Perhaps she was tired of this family. Ye Qiaoqiao had many words to say since she got married. "Hey." Lin Xiangrong talked about it in a decent manner, with a round and cute little face that was particularly cute, which made the boy who came with his own mother get jealous.
Such a cute little sister. Do you want to go over there and get to know each other?
But before he could figure it out, Sanfu came over to block his view, picked up his sister, and walked into the house to weave bamboo dragonflies. "what happened?" Lin Xiangrong raised his face and stared at the wary San Fu with a pair of curious and innocent eyes. He looked as wary as if some treasure was about to be snatched away. "It's okay, it's okay. I got rid of a little mouse that wanted to steal something." Sanfu cruelly compared people to 'little mice' and unceremoniously hugged his girl and walked around in front of everyone. He glanced at them with a wary gaze. After making sure that everyone received his eyes, Then he slowly took his sister in his mouth and left. During dinner in the evening, Lin Xiangrong saw Ye Qiaoqiao again. She only took two bites of food and then stopped eating. Her frail appearance made people wonder if she would be blown away by a strong wind. After tentatively chatting with each other, Ye Qiaoqiao ignored her again. Lin Xiangrong munched on the fried cabbage with a bulging face. While eating, she thought about why Ye Qiaoqiao didn't choose to divorce if she really didn't want to be with her second uncle. ?
After knowing her daughter's question, Zhou Zhaodi told her: "They didn't get the certificate, and they didn't even hold a banquet. Qiaoqiao and others held a banquet, but the second brother said it was hosted by himself, so he didn't continue the banquet." So isn't this just free prostitution? ! Lin Xiangrong was shocked: "Then why doesn't the second aunt go home?" Zhou Zhaodi seemed to be even more sad: "I have a home and I can't go back. I will be kicked out when I go home. I have no place to go, and I can't go to my husband's house. I can only be brought here with a good name and a legitimate name." Even though the country promotes openness and activeness and women's movements, women born in the early years rarely achieve ideological liberation. They are trapped and have no way to escape. She was silent for a while and did not continue talking. She just rubbed Zhou Zhaodi's chest, but did not pay attention to a figure passing by the window. When she heard Ye Qiaoqiao being called mute again and saw her face was numb but did not resist, Lin Xiangrong trembled. People around her were not surprised, as if Ye Qiaoqiao was the fault of everything, but she clearly knew is a victim. If this continues, it may be assimilated. The consequence of being assimilated is that Lin Xiangrong will gradually have these horrible thoughts. She doesn't want to become so horrible. If you don't want to, you have to go out to the big cities outside and find ways to make yourself better and become capable and strong enough to make people less demanding of themselves. "They are all poor people. Go to sleep. It will be fine when you wake up." Who has it easier than whom? Zhou Zhaodi patted her daughter's back and gently rocked her body as a cradle to coax her to sleep, pampering her without knowing it. After Lin Xiangrong gradually fell asleep, San Fu got his head out of the bed: "Mom, if someone dares to bully my sister like this in the future, I will never forgive her, let alone make my sister homeless. The kind that stinky men bully." (End of this chapter)