Divorce the bad husband, store grain fields, and marry the emperor's uncle for the second time

Zuo Feiyi was asking around for Song Wenshan, and the Song Liu family was afraid that they would not be able to live a peaceful life.

He is a student, and when a student asks another student about another student, who can say anything?

Moreover, they would often make appointments to go to the county school to listen to the teacher's lectures or exchange their reading experiences with each other.

As long as Song Wenshan still wants to pursue academic advancement, it is impossible for him to cut off contact with the other students.

In his previous life, Song Wenshan served as an official under the name of Zuo Feiyi, so it would be sooner or later that they would meet through some means.

She couldn't see Song Wenshan, but as long as she followed Zuo Feiyi, she would have no problem finding Song Wenshan.

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In the evening, Song Liu came to Song Cuixi's room and reminded her of what to pay attention to when she met Yan Heng tomorrow.

Song Cuixi was wearing new clothes and a new hairband, and was spinning around in front of Song Liushi.

"Mom, is it not okay for me to do this?" Her face was full of shyness and joy.

Mrs. Song Liu patted Song Cuixi's face and said, "Of course she is pretty, but the prettier the better. This opportunity is rare, and we must succeed at once. I have been unable to get any information about that useless Xia Xiaorou, so it seems that you have to go. She looks like a stick, how can the nobleman look down on her? It is better for men to be happy with your figure, my daughter."

Song Cuixi was flattered by Song Liu's praise, "Really? Mother?"

"Of course. Men don't like women who are as thin as a bamboo pole and can't give birth. Men like women like you who have some flesh on their bodies, women with round waists and thick hips, and women who can give birth and raise children are blessed." Song Liu said again.

Song Cuixi became more and more proud and put another flower on her head.

"In addition..." Just in case, Song Liu taught Song Cuixi how to seduce Yan Heng, "At the critical moment, you said this..."

Song Cuixi's ears turned red when she heard this. "Mom, is this... is this really okay?"

"You're a waste? What men want is a woman's body. If you don't give it to him, he will pamper you?" Song Liu rolled her eyes.

"Did that bitch Xia Xiaorou also do that with that guy from Yan Yuan?" Song Cuixi opened her eyes wide in shock.

"Just shut up about this. It will be bad for your brother's reputation if you tell anyone about it." Song Liu said through gritted teeth.

"My second brother is dead, and if she still refuses to obey me, I'll make her suffer!" Song Cuixi gritted her teeth.

"Okay, okay, don't worry about her affairs. Just remember what mother said. Tomorrow everything will be up to you." Song Liu patted Song Cuixi's shoulder and said.

Early this morning, Song Liu was visiting her relatives in the next village. On the way, she met a student who called himself Zuo Feiyi, who was asking about the whereabouts of her second son.

She was so frightened that her soul almost flew away.

The student named Zuo Feiyi said that the county magistrate asked him to find his second son and go to the county school to study together.

She pretended that she didn't know anyone named Song Wenshan and hurried back home.

Her daughter kicked Xia Xiaorou out of the house, and she also had a falling out with Xia Xiaorou. Xia Xiaorou would no longer help her inquire about matters in the county government.

Now, her family had to come in person, and she had to take the risk and let her daughter replace Xia Xiaorou.

Xia Xiaorou has a pretty face but not much flesh on her body.

Men will soon get tired of such women.

Mature men love a figure with a plump figure like her daughter's.

After thinking it over, she hurried back home and dressed up her daughter.

It’s no wonder that after dressing up, my daughter is not inferior to Xia Xiaorou.

-

The next day, the wind was strong and the snow was heavy.

Xia Xiaorou was afraid that the child would catch a cold and suffer from adverse reactions, so she wore one more piece of clothing than usual and also wrapped herself in a thick cloak.

After having breakfast and taking medicine, Song Cuixi arrived on time.

Xia Xiaorou noticed that she was dressed better than yesterday.

"Xia Xiaorou, hurry up!" Song Cuixi raised her head and looked at Xia Xiaorou with contempt and urged her.

Because Xia Xiaorou was wearing a gray cloak that was washed so much that it looked bleached. It was so old and the edges were worn out. On her thin body, she looked like a beggar.

Xia Xiaorou sneered in her heart, the greater Song Cuixi's expectations, the greater the disappointment would be.

"You're in such a hurry, it's as if the gate of Yanyuan is open." Xia Xiaorou glanced at her indifferently, "If you want to get in, you have to rely on luck."

"Don't worry, I've always had good luck." Song Cuixi raised her eyebrows proudly.

Xia Xiaorou ignored her, wrapped her cloak tightly, and got on Song Cuixi's donkey cart.

It was cold, and the donkey got angry halfway through the journey.

He refused to move forward.

A drunk man wearing a felt hat, with his neck hunched and his sleeves rolled up, walked towards us laughing.

"I was wondering why you looked so familiar. It turned out to be Sister Xiaorou. Oh, and Sister Cuixi." The man smiled obscenely, his eyes moved around Xia Xiaorou's face, then looked at Song Cuixi, but soon turned to Xia Xiaorou's face again, "Xiaorou, you've been married for so long, why don't you come back to your parents' home once? Dad and mom have always missed you, and I... I miss you too."

"Isn't this... Brother Xia Xiaorou?" Song Cuixi looked at the man with dissatisfaction, "Get out of the way, I have something urgent to do, don't block the way."

Xia Jicai, however, smiled and sat on the donkey cart. "Where are you two young women going in this heavy snow? How about I drive the cart for you? I'll take you there."

As he spoke, he moved towards Xia Xiaorou.

The smell of alcohol on Xia Jicai's body and the stench of not having taken a bath or washed his hair for many days made Xia Xiaorou's stomach churn.

More importantly, she thought about how Xia Jicai had bullied her in the past. The double feeling of physical and psychological disgust made Xia Xiaorou unable to bear it any longer, and she jumped off the donkey cart and vomited violently.

She felt a little better only after she vomited the yellow water.

"Hey, Xia Xiaorou, are you okay? Stop vomiting, you still have to take me to Yanyuan." Song Cuixi became anxious when she saw Xia Xiaorou vomiting all the time.

"How can this person go to Yanyuan with the car?" Xia Xiaorou pointed at Xia Jicai and said coldly, "He reeks of alcohol and it makes me uncomfortable."

"Xiao Rou, I'm your brother, how can I be 'this person'? Xiao Rou, you make me so sad." Xia Jicai also got off the donkey cart to help Xia Xiaorou.

Xia Xiaorou, however, quickly retreated as if avoiding the plague god.

"Song Cuixi, do you still want me to take you to Yanyuan?" Xia Xiaorou shouted.

She couldn't beat Xia Jicai, so she could only ask Song Cuixi for help.

Song Cuixi also jumped off the donkey cart, pulled Xia Xiaorou away, and pointed the whip at Xia Jicai, "Go away, we have urgent matters to attend to, and we don't have time to talk nonsense with you."

Song Cuixi was big and her family was rich, so Xia Jicai didn't dare to make trouble with her. He just laughed and said, "Okay, okay, go ahead. I'll talk to you when I have time. By the way, Xiaorou, I'll go to your house to find you later. Your parents said they missed you and asked me to take you home."

Xia Xiaorou didn't respond and urged Song Cuixi to drive faster.

After walking for a while, Song Cuixi turned her head to look at Xia Xiaorou and sneered, "Xia Xiaorou, he is your brother, how can you despise him? No wonder your family ignores you, you even despise your brother."

elder brother?

Xia Xiaorou sneered in her heart. This man was not her brother, but the son her stepmother brought from her ex-husband's home.

Two years younger than her brother Xia Changyuan.

When her brother was around, whenever Xia Jicai bullied her, her brother would beat Xia Jicai.

Her brother disappeared, and she was beaten by Xia Jicai since she was a child.

After her facial features had grown and her body had taken shape, Xia Ji began to set his sights on her.

I peeked at her taking a bath more than once.

Fortunately, she was smart and sealed all the windows and door gaps.

But as the old saying goes, you don't have to worry about thieves stealing; you have to worry about thieves thinking about it.

She can defend herself for a while, but how can she defend herself for a lifetime?

Xia Jicai would think of all kinds of ways to get her.

She complained to her biological father, who said she was talking nonsense. Her stepmother said she was crazy about men at such a young age and had seduced her stepbrother, so she beat her severely.

How could she want to stay in a home like this?

Therefore, even if the Song Liu family abused her, it was better than being thought about by a wretched stepbrother all day long, being beaten by her stepmother, and being ignored by her biological father.

That kind of mother's home...

Oh, why should she go back?

-

After Xia Xiaorou's donkey cart left, the horse-drawn carriage on the side road also slowly drove onto the main road.

When the carriage drove towards Xia Jicai, the people in the carriage suddenly said, "Goodness, this man is blocking the road, throw him into the pond to feed the fish."

"Yes, my lord."

Before Xia Jicai could react, he was thrown out.

With a splash, he fell into the freezing cold water.