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

Looking at the man who was praised by the villagers as bright and clear as the moon, being dragged away like a half-dead dog, a sarcastic smile appeared at the corners of Xia Xiaorou's lips.

What Mr. Ji Yue, what an elegant scholar? Look, a complaint reveals his true colors.

After the case was concluded, County Magistrate Liu left the court.

Xia Xiaorou and Zhou Maoxun knelt down to express their gratitude and left the yamen.

It was late and there were only a few lights on the street.

Zhou Maoxun looked around and frowned, saying, "Xiao Rou, it seems we have to find an inn to rest." He looked at Xia Xiaorou and said in a relaxed tone, "Don't worry, I come to the county town often, and I know where there are cheap and clean inns."

Xia Xiaorou didn't want to follow him to the inn.

"My mother has a cousin who married in the county town. I'm going to stay at her house instead of going to the inn with Cousin Zhou." Xia Xiaorou nodded slightly. Thinking of how she had benefited from Zhou Maoxun's help today, she added, "Thank you Cousin Zhou for your help today. When we get back to the village, I'll ask Yuan'er to come to your house to thank you."

After saying that, she took the horse tied to the horse stone on the side of the county government office, jumped on the horse and left.

Zhou Maoxun wanted to call her, but how could his mule catch up with the horse?

He shook his head and had to go find a place to live alone.

The county magistrate’s back hall.

Shanliang reported to Yan Heng, "Mrs. Xia rode away alone, saying she was looking for a relative to stay with."

A person...

Yan Heng looked relaxed, but soon, he raised his eyes and snorted coldly, "Where did she get her relatives in the county? You're such a liar!" He nodded to Shanliang and said, "You follow her."

Shanliang curled her lips reluctantly, "My dear, is it that serious? She is just a divorced village woman..."

"Hmm?" The look in Yan Heng's eyes suddenly turned cold and looked kind.

But Shanliang still said stubbornly, "Miss Wen Si is the right match for the master. She has liked the master since she was a child. When the master came to Qingyang Prefecture, she wrote a letter to the master every five days. She has a good family background and is both talented and beautiful. How can she be like that Miss Xia? How many words can she recognize? And she is not wanted by any man..."

Before he could finish his words, he was kicked in the leg.

Shanliang was kicked to the ground and felt like his bones were broken.

"Master...Master?" He looked at Yan Heng in surprise.

How could Yan Heng, who never practiced martial arts, have such great strength in his feet?

Yan Heng stood up, brushed off his sleeves, and said in a cold voice, "Madam Xia is in the county for the first time, she is unfamiliar with the place, and it is the middle of the night, you should follow her immediately and protect her in secret. If she gets into trouble, I will punish you severely."

Shanliang rubbed his calf and stood up aggrievedly, "Yes."

He turned and left, but he was muttering in his heart, wondering when Fourth Miss Wen would come here and make Xia Xiaorou retreat in shame.

Thinking of this, he felt it necessary to write a letter to Miss Wen Si in the capital, asking her to come here for a visit when she had time.

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After Xia Xiaorou left the county government office on horseback, she began looking for an inn on the street.

It's too expensive for her to afford.

If it's too shabby, I'm worried it's unsafe.

She found an inn that was located in an alley in the market town. It looked neat but small.

A waiter was sitting in front of the brazier, warming himself by the fire, and dozing off, with his arms folded.

He looked up when he heard someone knocking on the door.

When he found out it was a young lady, he yawned and asked slowly, "How many people? How many days do you want to stay? Do you want a room or a standard room? A room is 200 wen a day, and a standard room is 150 wen a day. Breakfast is provided, but lunch and dinner are not included."

"I live alone in a regular room for one night." Xia Xiaorou said, and asked if she could look after the horse.

"Feeding the horse costs an extra thirty cents." The waiter yawned again.

Xia Xiaorou frowned. She had stayed in many inns in her previous life and had also opened an inn herself.

But with her current financial resources, spending 180 cents for a night still made her feel distressed.

But I can't not live there.

After dark, the city gates leading to the suburbs were closed.

The door won't open until dawn.

"Okay, let's arrange it this way." Xia Xiaorou said.

The waiter led her horse to the stable, holding a lantern, and took Xia Xiaorou to an ordinary guest room on the first floor.

The room is not big. After putting down a bed, a table and two chairs, there is no space left.

Anyway, she lives alone, so Xia Xiaorou said she could accept it.

The waiter brought hot water and a towel. Xia Xiaorou simply washed her hands and face, then lay down on the bed with her clothes on.

Having accomplished a great task, she felt completely relaxed physically and mentally, and soon she fell asleep.

When Shanliang saw her enter the inn, he guessed that she had gone to bed, so he came in and asked for a room.

Xia Xiaorou was very sleepy during her pregnancy, and due to fatigue, she slept very deeply.

Also, I had a bad dream.

She dreamed that the son she gave birth to after ten months of pregnancy was stolen.

The son cried out "Mom, Mom!" all day long.

"Child——" Xia Xiaorou was frightened and suddenly opened her eyes.

It was pitch black in front of her eyes, and she was sleeping in a strange place.

Where are the children?

Xia Xiaorou patted her chest, let out a long breath, and closed her eyes to sleep again.

But after a moment, she heard a child calling for his mother again.

"Mother, mother——, wuwuwuwu——"

This sound is very real, not a dream.

"Why are you crying? If you cry again I will beat you! You are making so much noise and it is disturbing my sleep." A woman's voice scolded.

Then the child started crying even louder.

I guess he was beaten.

"Woo, mother, woo-ah-"

"If you keep crying and howling, I'll beat you to death, you bastard!"

The child cried even louder.

But as the child cried, his voice gradually became quieter, leaving only sobs.

Xia Xiaorou felt heavy-hearted. If she didn't love children, then why had she given birth to one?

Wouldn't a bowl of abortion pills solve the problem forever?

If you give birth to a child you don't love but beat and scold him endlessly, is this a grudge against the child?

She stared at the top of the tent with her eyes open, stroking her belly.

She didn't want to be taken into Yan Heng's room, but she didn't hate the child.

This is her child and has nothing to do with Yan Heng.

The child in the next room gradually stopped crying, and the woman stopped beating and scolding him.

Xia Xiaorou gradually fell asleep again.

However, when she woke up, she was also woken up by the woman and children in the next room.

One was beating and scolding while the other was crying and shouting, making people feel annoyed.

Xia Xiaorou simply washed up, opened the door and came to the living room.

In the living room, there were several tables of people eating breakfast.

The waiter also came over and asked Xia Xiaorou what she wanted to eat. "We have steamed buns, soy milk, rice porridge, pickled vegetables, and vegetarian noodles. One portion is free for each person. An additional portion costs ten cents."

"Have a bowl of sauerkraut rice porridge," Xia Xiaorou said. She wanted to eat something sour.

"Okay, please wait a moment." The waiter went to bring the food.

Xia Xiaorou found a table to sit at.

At this time, she saw a woman leading a two-year-old boy walking out of the room next to hers.

The child was white and chubby, with a chubby face. His clothes were made of fine material, but they were wrinkled and dirty.

The child's face was also covered in black and white spots and dirt, and his hair was even stuck together.

On the other hand, the woman had her hair neatly combed and her clothes were not high-end, but very tidy.

The way these two are dressed, they don't look like mother and son at all.

The waiter brought the food to Xia Xiaorou's table. The child looked greedily at the porridge in front of Xia Xiaorou.

But the woman took the child out and did not take him to have breakfast.