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

"And...then my father gave me money to buy candy. I bought the candy and came back. They talked about eating, and then we ate together. Then, the man named Zuo Feiyi left." Song Yuan said.

Song Liushi, "..." She widened her eyes in anger, "That's it?"

"Yes, I told my first wife everything without missing a word." Song Yuan said while chewing candy.

"You little liar, give me the money!" Song Liu realized that she had been cheated and reached out to grab the money given to Song Yuan.

In the past, Song Yuan would have been beaten by Song Liu until he cried loudly and would have had no way to resist.

But Song Yuan had been to Yan Garden several times, received training from Yan Heng, and learned some simple ways to avoid attacks.

Yan Heng said that he was young and could not beat the adults in a fight, but he could learn a few tricks to escape or counterattack.

When Song Liu grabbed Song Yuan's neck.

Song Yuan shrank his body, bent down and pushed his head towards Song Liu's belly.

This sudden movement frightened Song Liu so much that she lost her balance and fell to the ground.

Although there was snow on the ground, Song Liu's butt hurt a lot because she fell so hard. She was so angry that she yelled, "You little bastard, you dare to play tricks on me? I'll catch you and you'll be in trouble!"

Song Yuan just laughed and ran back home.

-

The twenty-fourth day of the twelfth lunar month is the Little New Year.

Every household in the village has started preparing New Year’s Eve dinner.

In previous years, Xia Xiaorou would run around at Song Liu's house, so busy that she had no time to comb her hair. She was as busy as a beggar, serving the Song Liu family for the New Year's dinner.

She could only sit in the kitchen and eat.

Song Liu said: Widows should not enter the main house to eat New Year’s Eve dinner.

At that time, she had nowhere to go and felt that being able to eat in the kitchen was better than being harassed by Xia Jicai at her parents' home.

But this year, Song Yanbai and Chu Xianyun were busy preparing the New Year's Eve dinner.

Xia Xiaorou and Song Yuan were only responsible for helping out, passing things and washing dishes.

But during the meal, she sat at the main table.

Although the New Year's Eve dinner was not as sumptuous as that of the Song Liu family, Xia Xiaorou enjoyed it very much.

After dinner, Song Yanbai took Song Yuan to visit several clan elders.

Chu Xianyun took Xia Xiaorou's hand and gestured, "I want to go to the temple to burn incense. Will you accompany me?"

There is a Taoist temple on the hill in front of the village.

The villagers usually go there to pray and fulfill their wishes.

However, there are no Taoist priests in the Taoist temple.

This is the view of emptiness.

Many years ago, there was an old Taoist who practiced there. After he passed away, the Taoist temple became empty and is now managed by several elders in the village.

Anyone who wants to burn incense and make a wish can spontaneously throw some money into the donation box.

The collected money is used to repair the Taoist temple.

There was nothing to do at the moment, so Xia Xiaorou agreed.

Chu Xianyun carried a bamboo basket filled with incense, candles and paper money, and walked to the Taoist temple with Xia Xiaorou.

Chu Xianyun threw a handful of copper coins into the merit box, took out the incense, lit it, inserted it into the incense burner, knelt down in front of the Three Pure Ones and made a wish.

But Xia Xiaorou did not kneel down.

She looked at the Three Pure Ones and laughed sarcastically in her heart.

In her previous life, she came here to make a wish almost every day, but none of her wishes came true.

It can be seen that the Three Pure Ones did not pity her.

Why should she go to worship?

In this life, she would rather believe in herself.

Maybe it was the smoke from the incense that made her stomach uncomfortable, but Xia Xiaorou felt like vomiting.

She said to Chu Xianyun, "Sister Xianyun, I'm going outside to get some fresh air."

Chu Xianyun smiled slightly and nodded in agreement.

Xia Xiaorou came outside the temple and waited for Chu Xianyun.

After a moment, Chu Xianyun finished her prayer and Xia Xiaorou walked into the temple.

When she reached the door, she was about to call Chu Xianyun, but she heard the sound of fighting coming from inside.

A strange woman's voice trembled as she said, "Don't come over here, otherwise I will be rude!"

The accent doesn't sound like a local and sounds very young.

Is this a young girl encountering a gangster?

Xia Xiaorou narrowed her eyes and walked over quietly.

But what he saw was that Chu Xianyun was holding a stool and confronting Xia Jicai.

The drunk Xia Jicai smiled obscenely, "Madam Chu, are you alone? Your sick husband can't satisfy you at night, right? How about I satisfy you? I guarantee you'll be satisfied."

Xia Xiaorou was surprised. Chu Xianyun could speak?

But why pretend to be dumb?

Without thinking too much, Xia Xiaorou found a stick, went around behind Xia Jicai, and hit him hard on the back of the head.

Xia Jicai fell down without saying a word.

"Ah - Xiaorou you -" Chu Xianyun was so scared that her body trembled and she screamed.

"Sister Xianyun, are you okay?" Xia Xiaorou threw away the stick and walked over to support Chu Xianyun.

Chu Xianyun was trembling all over. When she saw Xia Xiaorou coming, she not only trembled but also turned pale. Her lips trembled and she couldn't utter a word.

"Let's leave here first." Xia Xiaorou supported Chu Xianyun and left the Taoist temple.

After walking for a while and seeing that there was no one around, Xia Xiaorou asked Chu Xianyun, "Sister Xianyun, can you speak?"

The corners of Chu Xianyun's lips trembled, and tears fell down, "Xiao Rou, don't tell anyone that I can speak, not even your brother Yan Bo."

Xia Xiaorou looked at her in surprise, "Why? You can speak, so it's very convenient for you to chat with us. How inconvenient is it to use gestures?"

But Chu Xianyun still shook her head and stopped talking this time. Instead, she gestured, "I have my reasons. My accent is different from yours. When I speak, people will recognize that I am not a local. I was hunted by my enemies and was saved by Yan Bai. I don't want to cause any more trouble."

Thinking of her kindness and how she had always been good to herself, Xia Xiaorou held her hand and said, "Okay, I'll keep it a secret."

Chu Xianyun wiped away her tears and then burst into laughter.

When he looked up, he saw the Taoist temple in front of him, and gestured worriedly, "The blow you just hit was very heavy. Will it kill your stepbrother?"

Xia Xiaorou thought to herself, it would be better to beat him to death.

However, beating her to death would mean losing her life, which is not worth it.

"I won't die. I'm keeping some distance in my hands." Xia Xiaorou said.

How could Xia Jicai be allowed to die so easily?

She still wants to torture that villain!

-

After being knocked unconscious, Xia Jicai slept on the floor of the Taoist temple until late at night.

He was groping home in the dark, unable to see the road clearly, and he fell into a ditch, getting covered in mud.

Xia Chen was so distressed that she complained.

Although Xia Jicai was drunk, he was not unconscious. He remembered clearly that he was beaten by Xia Xiaorou.

The mute woman suddenly spoke and called out "Xiao Rou".

He touched the back of his neck and said, "Mom, you only blame me, but I was beaten up and fell into the ditch because I was confused. You can't just blame me."

Xia Chen narrowed her eyes, "Who hit you?"

"Who else could it be? Xia Xiaorou! That damn girl, I don't know what made her pick on me, she always picks on me!" Xia Jicai said, gritting his teeth.

Xia Chenshi didn't like Xia Xiaorou in the first place. When she heard that her son was beaten by Xia Xiaorou, she was furious. "Does she want to die?"