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

In her previous life, Yan Heng also found various ways to get her to send things to the village.

He also wants to taste bamboo shoots in winter, lotus roots in summer, various fruits in autumn, and wild vegetables in spring.

After she went to the manor, Yan Heng would use all kinds of tricky methods to embarrass her.

For example, he asked her to learn writing, painting, and playing the piano from him, and asked her to memorize the "History of the State of Zhao".

It's fine if she just learns to read, but why does she have to memorize the History of the State of Zhao? She's a peasant woman and she's not going to take the imperial examination! Yan Heng is such a pervert!

"Don't worry, Madam Xia. If our master dares to take it, we can finish it." Zhu Yun smiled slightly.

"Okay, as long as the price is fair, I will find a way to send him whatever mountain products he wants." Xia Xiaorou nodded.

If she wanted to leave the Song family, she had to make money, a lot of money.

And Yan Heng has plenty of money.

She didn't want to take his money for nothing, but she could sell the goods to Yan Heng.

After sending the two maids away, Xia Xiaorou opened the cloth bag containing the coins.

She found that in addition to a string of money, there were also two gold leaves!

A string of money is the price of a load of bamboo shoots, so what are these two extra gold leaves?

"Mom, give the money here! Xia doesn't even cook, so how can she be qualified to take the money?" Song Cuixi's voice suddenly came from behind.

Song Liu snorted coldly, "Of course."

Song Liu was strong and powerful, and she snatched the purse with one hand.

Xia Xiaorou sneered in her heart. This mother and daughter were as shameless as ever!

She couldn't beat them alone, let alone there were two of them.

Since we can’t win through armed struggle, we might as well resort to warfare through words.

Xia Xiaorou pulled the corners of her mouth slightly, stretched out her hands to ruffle her hair, suddenly sat down on the ground, slapped the ground hard, and cried loudly.

"Wenshan! Why did you leave so early? It's bad enough that your mother bullied me, but your sister also bullied me! I was busy all day, doing farm work and housework, serving my parents-in-law wholeheartedly, and taking care of your sister, but in the end I still got a reputation for not being virtuous."

Song Liu rolled her eyes, put her hands on her hips and cursed, "You damn bitch, why are you crying? What do you want to do as a daughter-in-law if you don't serve your parents-in-law? You want to be a queen? I'm afraid you don't have the qualifications!"

Xia Xiaorou ignored her and continued crying, "I went to the mountains to dig bamboo shoots in the wind and snow. I finally earned some hard-earned money. I wanted to buy new clothes to have a decent New Year, but your mother and sister took away all the money. Not only did they rob me of the money, but your mother and sister even beat me. Wenshan, why is my life so miserable!"

"When did I hit you? You shameless bitch!" Song Cuixi also cursed.

"I can't live anymore!" Xia Xiaorou cried heartbreakingly, as if she wanted to vent all her pain.

The village road is in front of the Song family’s courtyard gate.

People from this village and other villages would pass by here.

Although it was snowing, people from neighboring villages occasionally passed by on the road.

Moreover, in snowy weather, most neighbors stay at home and do nothing.

Xia Xiaorou cried at the top of her lungs, attracting several passers-by to stop and watch.

Several neighbors of the Song family also opened their courtyard gates and looked over here.

When they heard Xia Xiaorou crying and saying that Song Liu had beaten her, they came over in twos and threes and said, "Mother Wenshan, although Xiaorou has not been married for long, she has been doing all the work at home and outside, never talked back to you, and is diligent and good-tempered. Why did you beat her?"

"It's not easy for her as a widow, Aunt Song."

An elderly man among the passers-by came over with a sullen face, "You beat people, and you also robbed the widow's daughter-in-law of her money to buy clothes? How can you be so unreasonable, old woman?"

Song Liu was so angry that she was shaking. She pointed at Xia Xiaorou and cursed, "Xia, when did I hit you? You can't spit out ivory from your dog's mouth!"

She would not admit it even if she was beaten. She always locked Xia in the room and beat her.

But today, she hasn't made a move yet!

"They beat me. They clearly beat me. Just now, my mother and Cui Xi beat me together. Wuuuuuu, I don't want to live anymore. Wenshan, please take me away. I don't want to live anymore." Xia Xiaorou cried at the top of her lungs.

Song Cuixi's eyes widened, "Xia, you are such a shameless bitch, you are talking nonsense!"

Like Song Liu, she had not beaten Xia Xiaorou yet today.

"If this isn't a beating, then what is it?" Xia Xiaorou cried and rolled up her sleeves, showing the teeth marks on her neck to the neighbors and passers-by. "This was bitten by my sister-in-law Cui Xi, this on my neck was pinched by my mother-in-law, and this mark on my arm was when they dragged me off the bed and beat me. Woo woo woo, I won't live any longer, my whole body hurts!"

Song Liu often ran to the village to cry and complain, saying that she was bullied by someone, but in fact it was often Song Liu who bullied others.

Xia Xiaorou learned this trick.

She sneered in her heart, who can't pretend to be a white lotus?

Everyone gasped when they saw the wounds and teeth marks on Xia Xiaorou's arms and neck.

Xia Xiaorou had fair skin, which made the blue and purple marks very eye-catching and frightening to look at.

The tooth marks on the neck were definitely not bitten by Xia herself, because she couldn't bite it! It could only have been bitten by the mother and daughter of the Song family.

The two elderly passers-by began to angrily accuse Song Liu again.

Several others criticized Song Cuixi for hitting her sister-in-law, saying that her sister-in-law was the elder and hitting elders was uncultured.

When had Song Cuixi ever been scolded by someone? She was so angry that she screamed and stamped her feet, "I didn't hit her, I didn't know, and I didn't bite her! Don't listen to this bitch Xia's nonsense!"

Song Liu was so angry that she gritted her teeth.

She said she didn't hit him, but Xia Xiaorou was clearly injured, and the cause of the injury could not be told to anyone.

If she did, she would be scolded by her neighbors.

Song Liu mumbled with embarrassment and couldn't utter a word. This look made people think that she had indeed hit someone and had no way to defend herself.

Neighbors and passers-by began to blame her even more.

"Wenshan, if you are still alive in heaven, please speak a fair word for me! As long as you can help me, I will burn lots of paper money for you every Qingming Festival. Wenshan, please show your spirit!" Xia Xiaorou started crying again.

"Okay, okay, I don't really want your money. I'm just afraid that you will spend it recklessly." Song Liu was worried that Xia Xiaorou would say something even more unpleasant, so she had to reluctantly throw the purse into Xia Xiaorou's arms, pulled her daughter and turned back to the house.

Her son is not dead yet!

Burning paper money for a living person will shorten his life!

She was worried that Xia Xiaorou would really do that.

Xia Xiaorou held the purse in her hand and curled her lower lip coldly.

Song Liu, are you finally scared?

Two neighbor ladies helped Xia Xiaorou up and comforted her, "Don't cry, come into the house quickly, it's cold outside, don't catch a cold."

Xia Xiaorou rubbed her eyes, thanked everyone, and walked into the house.

Behind him, passers-by asked the neighbors about Xia Xiaorou's life experience, "Why is she a widow at such a young age? She looks less than 20 years old. Where are her family members? They don't care about her?"

"Hey, don't mention it. Her biological mother died early, and her biological father became her stepfather after she had a stepmother. She was sold to the Song family by her biological family. How could her biological family care whether she lived or died?"

Before Xia Xiaorou entered the main house, she heard the neighbors' discussions behind her. She clenched her fists. In this life, no one cared about her life or death. She had to take care of herself!

She went to the kitchen to look for something to eat, but found nothing.

The stoves were all cold.

Xia Xiaorou glanced at the shelf, opened the lid of a jar and looked inside.

She picked up the jar, walked out of the kitchen and headed towards the second room of the Song family.

The second branch of the Song family and the first branch of the Song Liu family are sworn enemies.

As the old saying goes, the enemy of my enemy is my friend.