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

She was indeed a prostitute and had been with many men. She didn't even know who the biological father of her child was, but she had always hidden it very well. How did this big-bellied bitch find out?

No, she had to stay calm and not lose her composure and fall into the trap of this pregnant whore.

Although Song Wenjie was a peasant, he was young, good-looking, and came from a well-off family. The key point was that his younger brother passed the imperial examination and became a scholar at the age of 18, and was favored by his cousin's husband's concubine's daughter, so he had a bright future ahead of him.

However, she has had too much experience in the past. Now she is 28 years old and has a boy. It will be difficult for her to find a good family again.

For now, Song Wenjie is her best choice.

She must keep it firmly in her hands.

The more the villagers looked at it, the more they felt that Gu Qingtao's sister was right.

This Youshi had coquettish eyes and eyebrows, frivolous behavior, and a worldly air all over her body. She was indeed very different from the average decent girl.

I really didn't expect that the woman whom Song Wenjie drove away the diligent and capable Song Gu, begged to come back and treated like a treasure, actually worked as a prostitute. It's really hilarious.

The villagers thought so in their hearts, and there was a hint of sarcasm on their expressions.

Song Wenjie was already embarrassed by Gu Qinghuai's scolding, and then being looked down upon by the villagers, he suddenly felt furious. When he looked at You Yuerou again, his eyes were filled with impatience and suspicion.

You Yuerou's skills in bed are indeed fascinating. If she was a girl from a good family, where did she learn so many techniques to please men?

Could it be that the baby in her belly is not her own at all?

Seeing Song Wenjie's expression change, Gu Qinghuai curled the corners of his lips and smiled coldly.

This time, she wanted to bring disgrace to the Song family and destroy all their assets, and at the same time plant a seed of doubt in Song Wenjie's heart.

It was a rare opportunity for her to come to Pingyuan County, so of course she had to kill this family when she got there.

"Brother Jie, look at this vicious woman. She insulted me, woooo..." You Yuerou tugged at Song Wenjie's sleeve and cried so pitifully.

Song Wenjie was still in doubt, his expression was a little dazed, and he was a beat slow to react.

Song Lanlan and Song Jiaojiao immediately ran to You Yuerou's side, each holding one of her arms, and said flatteringly, "Sister-in-law Yuerou, don't cry. This pregnant woman is just unwilling to let her second sister be disliked by my brother, so she deliberately said some ugly words to disgust us.

Anyone with eyes can see that Gu Qingtao is dark, ugly, rough and shriveled, how can she compare to you? In front of you, she is just a yellow-faced woman, an old maid, not even worthy of licking your feet or ass!"

"You are not allowed to insult my Tao A Niang! My Tao A Niang just did too much farm work in the fields, under the sun every day, and you didn't give her food, and often beat and scolded her. If she did nothing, had enough food and drink, and was pampered every day, she would definitely be a hundred times more beautiful than this bad woman!" Song Shuyin walked forward, stood in front of Gu Qingtao, and shouted angrily at the two sisters of the Song family.

With the support of her third aunt, she was no longer afraid of the two aunts who often beat her.

"It looks good! A hundred times better!" Song Shuya also echoed in a baby voice.

Even Song Shumiao, who was over one year old, clenched her fists and had a tense face, looking very angry.

Song Jiaojiao glared at the three little girls and said angrily, "You damned little girls! Little bitches, your mother is a cheap bitch! She is only fit to work like a slave to others!"

"Yes, and your mother's family is also a bunch of rotten things. Some are stupid, some are disabled, and they are so poor that they have to eat shit. Who knows, the whole family may die out at any time!" Song Lanlan's eyes were vicious, with endless sarcasm on the corners of her mouth.

Gu Qinghuai cannot hit women, but how can Zhu Meijun tolerate it?

She cursed, "Fuck your eight generations of ancestors!" and rushed forward, grabbing Song Lanlan's hair with one hand and Song Jiaojiao's hair with the other, kicking each of them, "You two little bitches! I'll teach you a lesson! I'm Gu Qingtao's grandmother, and I'm from her family! Open your dog eyes and take a look, how am I not nobler than you?! The more cheap your mouth is, the more cheap your life will be! You two little bitches with cheap mouths, just like your bitch mother, are born to be cheap!"

Song Lanlan and Song Jiaojiao struggled desperately but could not get rid of Zhu Meijun. They were beaten and screamed in pain.

Gu Qinghuai looked at these two women who were only fifteen or sixteen years old but so snobbish and vicious, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

Since these two sisters are so mean, she will definitely give them a big gift afterwards.

"Stop! What do you want to do!" Song Wenjie wanted to go forward and pull Zhu Meijun, but Zhao Wang pulled him over and punched him like raindrops.

"Nephew-in-law, my mother is your grandmother, how dare you be so rude to her!" Zhao Wang didn't say much and could only express his anger with his fists. Song Wenjie was much younger than him, but he was pinned under him and couldn't move.

Gu Qinghuai's family had all been taught by Qi Yuanshuo how to hit someone in a way that could cause pain without being fatal.

Gu Qinghuai was not worried that Zhao Wang would beat someone to death.

When Song Jiao saw her son being pinned down and beaten by the tall man, she wanted to pounce on Zhao Wang and beat him. Seeing this, Gu Qingtao immediately pounced on her, pinned her down, and pinched and twisted her like a madman.

Song Jiao had been beaten half to death by Zhu Meijun, and was no match for Gu Qingtao at this moment. Gu Qingtao often did farm work and had a full meal in the morning, so she was very strong and pinched Song Jiao until she screamed in pain.

Song Shuyin and Song Shuya both had sticks in their hands at some point. The two kids protected Song Shumiao while keeping a close eye on You Yuerou to prevent her from attacking their third aunt.

Third Aunt’s belly is so big that we can’t fight.

You Yuerou was afraid of being beaten and did not dare to step forward, but it seemed unreasonable not to help as she watched the Song family being pinned down and beaten.

She looked at the villagers who were watching the fun and pleaded, "Uncles, aunts, are you just going to watch these outsiders come to our village and bully us? There are only four of them. You can drive them out of the village with just a flick of your fingers!

My Wentao is a scholar, and will soon be the son-in-law of the county magistrate. He will surely become a high-ranking official in the imperial capital in the future. When he becomes a high-ranking official, our entire village will benefit from it."

"Yes, we can't let outsiders bully us!" Someone immediately agreed.

"Outsiders came to our village and made trouble. They totally disrespected us villagers!"

"Or, let's go up and help. You's cousin is the county magistrate's favorite concubine, and we can't offend her."

Many villagers became interested and some were eager to try it out.

Butcher Cui suddenly laughed out loud: "A county magistrate's concubine can cover the sky with one hand? What about his wife? Don't be stupid and offend his wife for the sake of the county magistrate's concubine."

There is no doubt that no wife can tolerate her husband having a concubine.