The pretty widow is addicted to money, and the little wolfdog asks for a hug

Gu Qingtao pinched the back of her hand hard to confirm the pain, then she realized that this was not a dream.

People often say that luck comes and goes, and fortune changes over time. Her family's luck has reached the lowest point, and they are extremely unlucky. Could it be that God can no longer bear it and has changed their luck?

However, all these changes seemed to have started after the third sister returned to her parents' home. Gu Qingtao would rather believe that it was the third sister who brought good luck to the whole family.

Just when Gu Qingtao was confused and overwhelmed by great joy, the waiter of the inn brought a bathtub and hot water.

Without Gu Qingtao's request, Song Shuyin had already started helping her two younger sisters take a bath. It seemed that this was something she did frequently.

Gu Qingtao and Zhu Meijun immediately stepped forward to help. Gu Qinghuai took out the soap, and they worked together to rub the three girls clean.

When it was the adults' turn to take a bath, Gu Qinghuai and Zhu Meijun discovered that Gu Qingtao still had many scars on her body.

There was a long scar on his thigh and a scar several inches long on his flank. His back and limbs were covered with new and old scars, and even his scalp had a small bald spot.

Under the questioning of Gu Qinghuai and Zhu Meijun, Gu Qingtao revealed that Song Wenjie had broken her ribs, kicked her stomach, and chopped her legs with a sickle.

On several occasions, if it weren't for Mrs. Pang and several children who tried their best to stop her, Gu Qingtao would have been beaten to death by Song Wenjie.

Her mother-in-law Song Jiao and her two sisters-in-law often slapped her, pulled her hair, scratched her face, and often ruined her reputation in the village, saying that she seduced this person and that person and was a slut.

Zhu Meijun was so angry that her eyes turned red. She couldn't help but slap Gu Qingtao several times: "You silly girl! You fool! Why didn't you tell us that you were beaten so badly? Why did you stay in that house? Are you crazy? You can't even run for your life?!"

Gu Qingtao tightly grasped the corner of her clothes, tears in her eyes, lowered her head, and said nothing.

Gu Qinghuai stopped Zhu Meijun and gave her a wink. Zhu Meijun wiped her eyes, sighed, and stopped scolding Gu Qingtao.

In fact, who could Gu Qingtao tell about her grievances?

As a time traveler and bystander looking down on the entire feudal dynasty, Gu Qinghuai understood Gu Qingtao's situation too well.

In this era, it is not easy for women to survive, and getting married is more like gambling, and the chance of winning is very small. After all, good men are rare and good mothers-in-law are extremely rare.

If a woman's parents' family is strong enough, she will be looked up to by her husband's family. At least the husband's family will not dare to be too presumptuous.

But if the girl's parents' family is weak, the married woman will be a breeding machine and a free babysitter in her husband's family. Her husband, parents-in-law, sister-in-law and brother-in-law, anyone can beat and scold her and make her feel angry.

How can you, a outsider who joined the family late, defeat the whole family who are united against the outside world?

Filial and kind-hearted children always report good news to their parents but not bad news. Gu Qingtao is very clear about the current situation of her mother's family. How could she make things worse for her mother's family because of her own troubles?

What's more, once she becomes a mother, she no longer considers herself, but her children are what she cares about most.

If she couldn't leave her children, which woman wouldn't want to pursue a better life?

If the Song family hadn't pushed the second sister so far this time that they wanted to sell her child, she might have continued to endure it.

Gu Qingtao was just one of the thousands of lower-class women in the feudal era.

Gu Qinghuai does not think that she is superior to others. If she had not lived in the era thousands of years later and was not a time-travelling girl, she might have been another Gu Qingtao, trapped in the shackles of all-round PUA for women from birth, unable to wake up, unable to break free, living in suffocation every minute and every second.

Of course, the malice of the times brought about by the social environment can only die down in the face of true goodness.

It’s a pity that Gu Qingtao was not so lucky. The in-laws she met were wolves instead of good people.

At this moment, Gu Qinghuai suddenly felt that the existence of the female treasure system was not meaningless.

One person cannot light up the whole world, but she can light up the world within her sight.

Gu Qinghuai held Gu Qingtao's hand, his eyes gentle and firm: "Second sister, we will help you get back the suffering you have endured in the Song family in the past. From now on, you and the children will only be happy."

"Yeah," Gu Qingtao also held Gu Qinghuai's hand tightly and nodded with tears in her eyes.

After everyone went to bed, Gu Qinghuai, holding a big bag, knocked on Qi Yuanshuo's door.

Inside the room, six human traffickers were lying on the ground in a mess.

Zhao Wang was already snoring loudly.

Qi Yuanshuo, however, sat by the window in his clothes, quietly admiring the night view. When he heard the knock on the door, the corners of his mouth curled up and he immediately jumped up to open the door.

"You, have been waiting for me?" Gu Qinghuai glanced at him, a little surprised.

Qi Yuanshuo smiled brightly: "Well, I know Sister Xiaohuai will definitely come to see me."

It was not difficult to get cousin Qingtao's divorce letter, but it was not so easy to move her and her three children's household registration to Tuniu Village.

This was a migration across the county, and the county magistrate naturally did not want the people under his jurisdiction to move to other people's territories. One less person meant one less head tax.

The people are another kind of asset.

To move across counties, one not only needs a letter of consent from the original village head, but also needs to register the move with the original county government before being able to settle in the new county or township.

Moreover, this time Magistrate Lu's concubine is involved. Sister Xiao Huai will definitely find a way to undermine the Song family's support, otherwise the relocation will not be possible at all.

If he guessed correctly, Sister Xiaohuai might use the opponent's force to counter the opponent.

So, he has to go out tonight to do something for Sister Xiaohuai.

"Smart! Little Stone, you are becoming more and more like the worm in my stomach," Gu Qinghuai smiled slyly, and the clarity in his eyes shattered into countless stars.

The corners of Qi Yuanshuo's mouth raised higher and his heart beat violently uncontrollably.

Gu Qinghuai looked at him deeply and waved at him: "Follow me."

The two entered a small box.

The flickering candlelight on the wooden table casts a hazy orange light over the room.

Two figures, one tall and one short, were projected on the wall. The taller one took a step forward, and the two figures overlapped.

Qi Yuanshuo moved out a chair with an armchair and asked Gu Qinghuai to sit down, then poured two cups of tea, first placing one cup in front of Gu Qinghuai and then another cup in front of himself.

Gu Qinghuai took out the four treasures of the study, and Qi Yuanshuo began to grind.

He moved briskly, and there was always a smile on the corner of his mouth unconsciously, as if a bird that had been hibernating suddenly flew into spring, and even his brows were filled with joy.

"Let's write the divorce letter first. I'll read it to you while you write it, and then let that scumbag sign and put his fingerprints directly." Gu Qinghuai knew that his handwriting was terrible, so he didn't want to start writing.

She dictated and Qi Yuanxiu copied it down, and soon the three divorce letters were completed.

Qi Yuanshuo's handwriting is upright and vigorous, yet also free and elegant, and very beautiful.

Gu Qinghuai can't write, but he knows how to appreciate.