Quick travel: The poor little thing in the period novel strikes back

Two days is not a long time, but for Shi Yan who was locked in the woodshed, it was not short.

In the past two days, the young man who had delivered meals to her did not come again. Instead, every noon, a middle-aged man would come in to see if she was dead, and then give her a bowl of water and a multi-grain steamed bun.

A bowl of water and a whole-grain steamed bun were not enough to sustain Shi Yan's physical strength, so she hadn't moved for the past two days. She could only speed up the process of using her special powers to repair the damage to her body.

"Squeak~"

A figure who had not appeared for two days appeared at the door. This time he had nothing in his hands. He walked straight towards Shi Yan in the corner, and before she could react, he carried her on his shoulders.

What happened next, Shi Yan dared to swear, was the second most shameful thing in her life. The man threw her and her clothes directly into a large wooden barrel full of water.

The originally clear hot water became turbid as soon as she entered it, as if some chemical reaction had occurred. In addition, this was a bucket of hot water, so the sour and smelly smell came out of her body, which had not been washed for a month.

"You go out first, I'll wash it myself!"

Shi Yan felt really embarrassed and angrily drove the man out. She didn't know whether the man in front of her was a good person or a bad person, but that face was indeed handsome.

She really couldn't stand being seen in such an embarrassing situation by such a person.

"Ha~"

A light laugh came from the man's throat. He did not refute Shi Yan. He simply turned around and walked out of the room. He even closed the door considerately when he left.

After the man left, Shi Yan finally had time to look around the furnishings in the room:

This is a room made entirely of wood. There are not many furnishings in the room, just a wooden bed, a square table, two stools, a double-door wooden wardrobe, and the wooden barrel in which she is currently soaking.

The room was very clean. There was a mat on the bed and a neatly folded thin quilt near the head of the bed. Apart from that, there was nothing extra in the room.

Unable to find anything in the room that could convey any other message, Shi Yan had no choice but to hurry up and clean herself up. Then she quickly took off her dirty clothes, took out a set of men's clothes from the closet and put them on. She finally felt relaxed all over.

"Snapped!"

The door was kicked open forcefully from the outside, and a middle-aged man who had been seen several times before walked in cursing.

"Chuan Zong, how can you let a woman control you? Today is your wedding day, how can you let an old woman lock you out?"

"Have you read the pamphlet that Dad gave you? If you have, start now! I'll be here to help you keep watch, so that this woman doesn't disobey and hurt you!"

After saying this, Fu Qingshan was about to walk towards the wooden bed, but was stopped by Fu Chuanzong who followed behind him.

After being stopped, Fu Qingshan couldn't help but frowned:

"What's going on? I raised you. Is there anything inconvenient for me to see?"

Fu Chuanzong didn't say anything, but instead turned his gaze to Shi Yan, and Fu Qingshan's gaze also turned over.

"You've become distant with your father since you got married. Fine, fine. My kindness has been taken for granted. I won't get involved in your wedding."

"But you have to hurry up and make her pregnant with our child. When you have a son, you can sell this woman and make some extra money."

Fu Qingshan was still somewhat wary of his son. He was always worried about when he would recover his memory, so he cared more about his grandson.

He can raise his grandson from infancy, and then the grandson will only be filial to him. As for this adopted son, if he is obedient, he will raise him as he did in the past 10 years. If he is not obedient, he will get rid of him.

As for the woman who is responsible for giving birth to his grandson, she must be sent away when the time comes. Otherwise, this adopted son will definitely be biased when he has his own family.

Fu Qingshan slammed the door and walked out, cursing again. Fu Chuanzong followed behind him and locked the door from the inside before turning around and walking towards Shi Yan.

Shi Yan subconsciously took several steps back until her back was against the cabinet door. She had nowhere to retreat, but the man had already walked in front of her.

He still carried her up without saying a word, and after walking a few steps, he threw her hard onto the wooden bed. The wooden bed, which was not particularly sturdy to begin with, made a dull thud.

Then the tall figure of the man came up. Shi Yan struggled desperately, but could not break free from the man's restraints. She could feel his breath getting closer and closer to her neck.

Just when she thought she had not figured out how to escape from the mountains and was about to have sex with a strange man, the man stopped and turned his face to the other side of her neck, and repeated this process.

The man was obviously acting, so Shi Yan stopped struggling and turned her head to look in the direction of the door. The light from the fire reflected the shadows of the two people's movements in that direction, which was a bit embarrassing to be honest.

In particular, there was a figure standing outside the window that was sealed with old clothes. Looking at the slightly bulging cloth, it was not difficult to guess that the middle-aged man who bought her was sticking his whole face against the window.

Thinking of this, Shi Yan just felt nauseous. At this moment, the picture reflected by the firelight changed. It turned into two people overlapping each other and doing some kind of primitive activity.

This scene frightened Shi Yan so much that she quickly turned her head and saw the man making small movements in the gap between them, with his lower body not even touching her.

In order to make the shadow look more real, the man used a pillow to block the gap between the two people.

The weather in June was already quite hot. Fu Chuanzong had been performing his one-man show for quite a while, and beads of sweat were already oozing out on his forehead.

Shi Yan didn't know if she was out of her mind, but seeing the man working so hard, she was ready to help as well.

A sticky moan was uttered, which scared Shi Yan at first. But when she saw the man actually looking at her and smiling, Shi Yan felt as if she was being laughed at again.

Soft and gentle moans were heard, and the people outside the house felt hot all over. Then there was the sound of a man's heavy breathing.

Fu Qingshan stood outside the window listening to the noises in the house. He knew that there was a hot fight going on in the house. He felt a little sour and jealous in his heart, and he was even more determined to send the woman in the house away after his grandson was born.