[Marriage first, love later] She is happy after marrying a widower

"I see. Thank you, sister-in-law, for telling me. Otherwise, I would still be kept in the dark."

Song Yanzhi looked at Su with gratitude on her face. It was not that she was ungrateful. If Su had not come to tell her about this, she would have been pointed at when she went out in the future, and she didn't even know why.

If she and Han Heming were a real couple, I'm afraid they would also be in disharmony.

"You'd better think about what to do about Yanzhi. If the news gets out of the village, your reputation will be ruined in this area."

Su looked at Song Yanzhi worriedly. Whether as a sister-in-law or as a good friend, she didn't want Song Yanzhi's reputation to be ruined.

"Sister-in-law, don't worry. I won't let anyone ruin my reputation."

The people in the village didn't know who the young wife who was having an affair with Pei Yilou was, but she knew it very well in her heart.

I just don't know if this was someone else's doing, or if Pei Yilou was pushing her out as a shield for the woman he loved.

"My sister-in-law is gone? What is she doing here?"

When Su came, he was not comfortable listening to the women talking, so he took the children to play in the room.

He walked out of the room only after seeing Song Yanzhi send Su away.

Song Yanzhi did not hide it from Han Heming and told him in detail what Su had told her.

"It's truly despicable. Do you have any idea who did this?"

"Who else could it be besides the Song family? My eldest brother passed the imperial examination and became a third place winner. He's afraid that if people find out, he's selling his sister to raise enough money to go to Beijing to take the exam, and that it will tarnish his reputation. He's trying to sow discord between us and force me to return to the Song family."

Song Yanzhi felt sad. She felt sorry for her original self. The original Song Yanzhi was about to lose her life because her father and mother sold her out to take the imperial examination in Beijing.

Now, because of her brother's reputation, her reputation has been ruined by her own parents. Her whole life in the Song family has been lived for the Yao family.

"I'll take care of this for you."

An imperceptible light flashed in Han Heming's eyes.

"No, I'll handle it. If I can't handle it well, I'll ask you for help."

Han Heming looked at Song Yanzhi for a while before nodding. He couldn't bear to see a little girl having to deal with such a thing on her own.

On a snowy night with a cold wind, a man in a blue cotton-padded jacket and black cloth cotton-padded boots walked step by step towards the east end of the village. The snow on the ground squeaked as his cotton-padded boots stepped on it, leaving behind a trail of footprints.

In a small courtyard with three main rooms in a row at the east end of the village, a man with a square face, small eyes and a sunken nose kicked over the large wooden basin in front of him, and the hot water in the basin splashed all over the woman kneeling on the ground.

The woman had willow-shaped eyebrows and cherry lips, and she looked very charming. Her figure was as slender as a willow swaying in the wind, which made people feel pity for her. The water splashed on her body made her look even more fragile.

Such a beautiful woman should be held in the palm of one's hand and cherished, but the man sitting there was ignorant of the situation. He picked up the whip in his hand and whipped the woman kneeling on the ground.

"Are you trying to burn me to death? I paid a fortune to buy you, and this is how you serve me."

"My husband said he wanted to soak his feet, so I heated up the water."

The woman shrank back in pain and whispered in defense that she didn't dare run. If she dared to take a step and was caught by the man, she would be beaten even harder.

"You dare to talk back?"

He lashed the woman with the whip again.

The woman was so frightened that she quickly shook her head and begged for mercy.

"My husband, I didn't, and I won't dare to do it again."

"Don't dare? I think you dare very much."

The man stood up and took two steps towards the woman, only to find that he was still lame.

He leaned over and grabbed the woman's hair, forcing her to look him in the eye.

"Do you look down on me and think I'm not a man?"

His eyes were vicious and cruel, as if he could tear the woman to pieces if she dared to nod.

"Husband, I didn't..."

The woman raised her head, and in her misty eyes were sparkling tears, flowing down her beautiful white cheeks. Her eyes were beautiful and charming.

The man looked at the crying woman and seemed to soften his heart. He let down the woman's hair and stroked her head twice as if comforting a cat. For some reason, the kneeling woman trembled even more violently.

"Mei Niang, you are so beautiful. I really like you."

The man kissed Mei Niang's red lips and began to tear off her clothes with his hands.

"no, do not want…"

Mei Niang stepped back in fear, as if what was going to happen next was more frightening than being hit.

The man kissed Mei Niang's mouth all the way down to her chin, neck, and ribs, until he stopped at her proud, white breasts.

“No, ah…”

Mei Niang's terrified voice seemed to pass through the entire village in the silent snow, and also reached the man in green robe on the snowy road, causing the man to quicken his pace.

"Mei Niang, you just look down on me, right? You think I'm not a man, right?"

When the man raised his head again, his mouth was full of blood, which was flowing down the corners of his mouth, and his words were a little unclear.

Mei Niang's body was covered in blood and she had fainted from the pain.

"Mei Niang, please say something. Why are you ignoring me? I told you that you dislike me."

The man looked like a madman, calling out for Liu Meiniang.

"Mei Niang, stop pretending to be asleep. Please don't look down on me, okay? Mei Niang, I'm very good. I can draw. I'll draw for you, okay?"

He stood up, walked to the bed, fumbled around at the head of the bed for a while, and took out an old dagger from under the pillow.

The tip of the dagger scratched across the woman's body, leaving a mixture of old and new scars all over her body. The dagger exerted a little force and pierced into the woman's body. A faint blood mark appeared on the woman's body. The unconscious woman trembled slightly in pain.

"What are you doing?"

The man in green robe pushed open the door and saw the scene in front of him, his eyes were bloodshot.

The man holding a dagger stood up from beside the woman and looked at the man who pushed the door open.

"So it's you, pretty boy, my woman, it tastes good, right?"

"You...you know everything?"

The man in green robe took a step back. He thought that his relationship with Mei Niang was flawless. After all, he was always very careful.

"Hasn't the whole village heard about it? I guess it's hard for him not to know."

The man walked towards the man in green robe step by step with a dagger in his hand.

"The rumors in the village are not about her."

The man in green robe stepped back.

"But now you're here, that's her, pretty boy, you're afraid that men will become stupid if you study too much."

The dagger man was approaching step by step.

"how do you want to do it?"

The man in green robe had retreated to the door, and he had nowhere to retreat.

"I want you to die."

The man raised the dagger in his hand and stabbed it into the chest of the man in green robe.