The evil woman travels through the book and saves the sinners in the famine year

"Marry my son." The last few words struck Mrs. Huo's mind like a thunderbolt, causing her face to turn pale in an instant.

How terrible it would be to be thirty years old and still not married!

Her husband, Huo Erlang, is only 26 years old this year, but their eldest daughter is already six years old.

Moreover, Huo Erlang was handsome, talented in both civil and military affairs. He won the first place in the martial arts examination at the age of 18 and was the dream lover of countless noble ladies in the capital.

However, the old marquis was afraid that the emperor would be wary of the Huo family's achievements, so he did not dare to marry a noble lady easily.

Finally, she got lucky and married into the marquis's mansion as she wished, marrying the man she had always dreamed of.

She didn't know how many times she prayed to the Buddha before she finally got the chance to marry Huo Erlang, whom she had admired since childhood. She really liked him.

They had been married for seven years, and they had experienced the romance and harmony of love. Although she had never experienced it, she had never regretted marrying him, nor had she ever thought about marrying again.

She married into a wealthy family back then, and in her heart Huo Erlang was the best man, no one could compare to him.

To be fair, even a man who is twice as bad as him may not be attracted to her. It’s not that she is bad, but that Huo Erlang is too good.

Apart from her family background which was not worthy of him, she was not bad in other aspects. She was as good as other noble ladies in Beijing in playing the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.

She once dreamed of living in harmony with her husband and being in love with him, but he had great ambitions and went to the border just one month after their marriage.

He only came back once every two years, stayed for more than twenty days and then left again, leaving her alone to get pregnant and give birth to a daughter.

He didn't return home until his daughter was three years old. He stayed there for a month and then left again.

Then she became pregnant again and gave birth to a little daughter. After seven years of marriage, they had two daughters in three months.

He was buried at the border without even seeing what his little daughter looked like, and the couple would never see each other again in this life!

She had only seen those beautiful and romantic relationships between husband and wife in books, but she enjoyed them.

She had never regretted it before, but now she was confused!

If she took her two daughters to meet him in the underworld, would he still recognize them?

Thinking of this, her heart suddenly sank, as if it had been thrown heavily to the ground, and the pain went straight to the bottom of her heart.

Mrs. Huo was in pain and conflicted. She didn't know whether to take her daughter to the underworld or help him continue his bloodline!

The most important thing is that her husband has never seen the younger daughter and has only been with the older daughter for a month.

But in order to survive, she was forced to give herself to a country boy, and her heart was filled with unspeakable bitterness.

She thought of her past life, the hustle and bustle and glitz of the Marquis's Mansion, but she wasn't necessarily very happy back then!

The two daughters in front of her were her only concern, and a trace of longing in her heart was silently crying out...

Aunt Mo saw the little woman in front of her, who was frightened to tears by her words. She was at a loss as to what to do to comfort her.

"My daughter, don't cry! If you don't want to, I won't force you. I will give you more meat when I have the chance."

"........."

Mrs. Huo secretly decided in her heart that if the kind-looking village woman in front of her could promise to treat her daughter well, she would accept the marriage.

The old lady of the marquis's mansion, who has always been virtuous and kind, can abandon her daughter-in-law and granddaughter without blinking an eye.

The eldest sister-in-law of the Huo family, who is recognized by everyone as gentle and virtuous, can even abandon her own daughter.

Then for the sake of my two daughters, why can't I remarry?

"My daughter, take your daughter to eat some soup and meat first. What are you going to do with three girls by yourself in the future?"

Aunt Mo sighed as she deftly poured out four wooden bowls of wolf meat soup and handed them to the four people in the pigpen.

She silently watched the girls wolfing down their food, while the little woman just lowered her head to drink her soup.

Aunt Mo no longer dared to speak rashly, for she was afraid that the young woman would cry heart-wrenchingly.

Mrs. Huo lowered her head and drank the whole bowl of wolf meat soup without hearing the old woman say a word.

She looked up in confusion and saw her patiently feeding her little daughter meat with a serious look on her face.

Six-year-old Huo Zhenyu had already seen this scene. Her grandmother was noble and elegant, but she had never fed them.

She drank a bowl of soup in silence and ate a piece of delicious wolf meat, seeing that her mother only drank the soup and was reluctant to eat the meat.

She asked sadly, "Grandma, if my mother marries your son, will you abandon me and my sister?"

"No, how could that be! There are few girls in our Mojia Village, so they are very precious.

If your mother marries my son, then you will be my granddaughters and a blessing to our family.

With you three girls, I, your grandmother, can now hold my head high in Mojia Village."

Aunt Mo laughed three times as she imagined the scene, and then she tried her best to promote her son.

"Let me tell you something. When my family was wandering around, we met the village chief of Mojia Village. He was so kind as to take us in. My son was only eight years old that year.

We have lived here for twenty-two years and have never left the village. There are few girls in the village.

It’s really not that my son is not good enough, it’s just that there are no girls here, so my son hasn’t married.

My husband used to work as a kitchen manager in a wealthy family. After coming here, my husband and I have continued to work as kitchen managers.

The chef here cooks delicious food, and my son is a good hunter and can protect the village."

Aunt Mo spoke half-truthfully. Except for not telling Mrs. Huo that these people were all descendants of criminals, everything else was true.

The elders of the tribe only went out once or twice a year, and they did not dare to go out to rob women, so they brought back very few women.

In the first two years, there were not many crops to grow in the fields. They lived a hard life and no one had the intention to get married.

Later, the situation gradually stabilized, and the former village chief, despite his illness, took the lead in urging everyone to get married and have children.

He married the maid who had always been by his side. The girl had been serving him since she was eight years old and was also the one chosen by Old Madam Mo as his concubine.

Originally, the old lady had prepared several maids for her son, but due to his poor health, he refused to break the rules.

Later, the nine clans of the Mo family were executed, and the old lady gave the maids indentures in advance and let them go, but Yunniang was the only one who refused to leave the young master even at death.

Thirteen years ago, Yunniang waited for the clouds to clear and the moon to appear. She married her master and gave birth to Mo Yunfei.

"Auntie, since you promise to treat my two daughters and niece well, I agree to marry your son."

Mrs. Huo said firmly, replaying in her mind the despair she and her daughter felt when they were abandoned by Huo Erlang's mother.

Looking at her lovely daughters, an indomitable fighting spirit burned in her heart, and she was willing to move forward bravely for her daughters' survival.

Even if her fate will be firmly bound to these mountains and wilderness in the future and she cannot escape, she is willing to do so.

"Don't worry, my daughter. I will definitely treat you and your daughter well. You stay here for the time being. I will go and ask the village chief and Miss Lu for instructions."

"You mean, if Lu Zhitao doesn't agree, I can't get married?" asked Mrs. Huo angrily.