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Song Qingwan thought it wasn't a good idea for the man to be naked like this, so she decided to get him dressed.

Song Qingwan put on the man's clothes with disdain and looked at him carefully.

Although the man had his eyes closed, he had a high nose, fair skin, long eyelashes, and a widow's peak.

It's not hard to see that this man is stunning.

She has a tall figure. She looks thin when she is dressed, but has muscles when she is undressed.

"Okay, for your beauty, I'll forgive you first.

"Sister, just think of this as saving a handsome man for all the women in the world. Bye."

Song Qingwan saw that it was getting dark outside and didn't dare to delay any longer. If she encountered any wild beasts on the way, she might not be so lucky again.

As for this man, it depends on how lucky he is. She will not be so kind as to carry him on her back.

Song Qingwan didn't know how long she had walked before she vaguely saw smoking chimneys in the village. She let out a long sigh and went straight home.

In ancient rural areas, villagers had already gone to bed at night because there were not many entertainment activities, so the lights were turned off early.

Therefore, Song Qingwan didn't meet anyone along the way, and she walked all the way to her doorstep.

"squeak"

Pushing the wooden door open, Song Qingwan entered the yard and found that everyone in the family had turned off the lights and gone to bed.

Oh, they can sleep well since their daughter hasn’t come home yet.

"Who?"

Liu, who was in the house, heard the noise and thought there was a thief in the house.

"Mom, it's me."

Song Qingwan responded weakly.

"You're back? Then go to sleep."

Then Liu lay back down again, not wanting to come out to see her daughter at all.

In fact, Song Qingwan didn't find it strange. According to the original owner's memory, Song's mother particularly disliked her.

The original owner had an older sister named Song Yunzhu, who was married off early on by Song's mother for ten taels of silver to Wang Quezi from the next village.

The original owner was picked up. It was said that when they heard the baby crying at first, they thought it was a boy. It was not until Song's father took the baby home and undid the quilt that he realized it was a girl.

Since the baby was picked up and returned to the original owner, Song's mother never gave birth to another child, so she took out all her anger on the original owner.

Song's mother, Liu, believed that it was her fault, and it was only after she entered the house that her son's dream was interrupted.

Song Qingwan quietly returned to her room and lay down.

The room was very simple, with only a bed made of a few wooden boards, covered with straw and a dirty, torn quilt covered in oil stains.

"How do you sleep like this?"

Song Qingwan really couldn't sleep, so she quickly slipped into the space.

This laboratory is equipped with all the daily necessities to facilitate her medical experiments and surgeries.

Song Qingwan took a nice bath and washed the white coat that she had just thrown in on the road.

Then she fell into a deep sleep on her big Simmons bed.

Song Qingwan slept very soundly that night because she was so tired.

The next morning, Song Qingwan was awakened by a loud noise. She hurried out of the space and returned to her room.

"Tell your bitch to get out here. Where is she? Come out!"

"Hey, Auntie, what are you doing? It's so early in the morning, let's talk it over."

"Stop pretending. Your daughter made my son a cripple, and now you're pretending to be innocent?"

"How can you say that? My Qing Wan went to your house yesterday to consummate her marriage with Song Da, and she didn't come back until the evening. How could she have ruined Song Da?"

No one would believe this.

"You ask her to come out and confront you. Why doesn't she dare?"

Song Qingwan dragged her tired body and walked out of the room.

Song's mother, Liu, was seen with a flattering expression on her face, saying nice things to the woman who was cursing at the door.

"I'm here! Song Qingwan, tell me, what happened yesterday?

"Why did Song Da not come back last night and was so delirious and talking nonsense?"

The woman had a ferocious look on her face and was big and strong, looking like someone who was not someone to be messed with.

At this time, the neighbors around came out to watch the fun, and everyone was talking about it. After all, Song Da's mother, Mrs. Wu, was not a good person.

"Ms. Wu, you start making trouble right away, but have you checked it out? After all, Qing Wan is only fourteen and looks thin and weak, how could she hurt Mr. Song?"

The widow Li next door couldn't stand it anymore and started to speak up for Song Qingwan.

"That's right, Wu. And your Song Da is eager to consummate the marriage when Qing Wan is so young. Is there some hidden story?"

"That's right. It seems like Qingwan herself doesn't want to do that. Yesterday I saw Qingwan running up the mountain, and Song Da was chasing after her."

The neighbors all began to blame Wu. After all, Song Da and Wu relied on their second uncle who worked in the county government to do many immoral things.

This mother and son have incurred public outrage. Forcing a 14-year-old child to consummate their marriage is something only beasts would do.

Song Qingwan's eyes were cold. Only she knew that the poor girl was dead.

What's the big deal about destroying Song Da? It's good enough to save his life!

Song Qingwan rolled her eyes and began to perform, imitating the original owner's usual cowardly and easily bullied appearance.

"Wow, mother, I don't want to live anymore!

I really wanted to live with Song Da. Although she was reluctant at first, my daughter agreed after thinking about her mother's persuasion.

Yesterday… Yesterday… Yesterday was the most critical moment, who knew, who knew that Song Da… Wuuwuwu…

If I don't live anymore, will I be a widow forever?"

Song Qingwan covered her face, opened her mouth and howled, squeezed her eyes hard, and actually squeezed out two tears. ...

"This... My daughter, don't say such nonsense."

Liu was panicked. She had already taken the money, and she didn't expect that Song Da would be unable to do it!

Besides, even if it’s not possible, you can’t say it in public.

The strong expressions of the people around were extremely interesting, and some even covered their mouths and laughed.

Some talked secretly, while others looked at Shen Da's mother, Wu, with curious eyes.

"You, you are talking nonsense! My son, my son is obviously fine!"

Wu's face turned red, and she tried to use a loud voice to suppress the negative voices around her.

"Auntie, how do you know he's okay? Could it be that you two... wuwuwu"

Song Qingwan sat on the ground with her face on her knees, pretending to have suffered a great blow, and continued to howl.

The expressions on the faces of the people around him became even more interesting. Wu was about to argue, but Li snorted disdainfully.

"Mrs. Wu, you should have some shame. Your husband died early. If you really want him to remarry, you shouldn't do this to your son!"

"That's right, it's a disgrace to Songjia Village!"

Everyone agreed and sentenced Wu to death. Wu had no way to defend himself.

"I think your son is probably ruined by you!"

"Hahaha…"

The crowd burst into laughter, and Wu finally felt too embarrassed to stay any longer. She glanced at Liu and glared at Song Qingwan.

"You wait for me!"

Then he pushed through the crowd and quickly returned home.

Song Qingwan looked through her fingers at Wu who was running away in disgrace and almost laughed out loud.

It really serves them right! This is retribution, and this is just the appetizer. If this mother and son don’t pay something, how can they pay for the original owner’s life?