I am a winner with Chinese poetry

"You've been married for five years now. I told Qing'er to divorce you and marry someone else a few years ago, but he insisted on considering the relationship between husband and wife. I told you to leave earlier so that we, the Zhang family, can have a good child. But you refuse to leave. Are you trying to drag our Qing'er to death?"

The old woman stared at the woman kneeling on the ground with her eyes wide open. Her face was full of wrinkles and there was a hint of cruelty in her eyes.

"Mom, please have mercy on me. After all, I have been married to your Zhang family for five years. During these five years, I dared not be lazy. I was in charge of everything at home and outside. I really have no credit but I have worked hard! You know the situation of my mother's family. Both parents have passed away. Now my brother and sister-in-law are in charge. They don't care whether I live or die. They won't let me in. If you drive me away, you will force me to death!"

The woman cried pitifully, tears continuously flowing from her eyes, sliding down her cheeks and dripping onto the ground. She clutched the hem of the old woman's clothes tightly with both hands, hoping to get a little sympathy and mercy.

However, the old woman remained unmoved. She suddenly raised her foot and kicked the woman away. The woman was caught off guard and fell to the ground, groaning in pain. The old woman looked at her coldly, with a flash of disgust in her eyes.

"Bah, I don't care whether you live or die. To tell you the truth, either you leave here today or don't blame me for being rude! Qing'er has found a lover outside, and that woman is already pregnant with our Zhang family's child. If you don't leave quickly, do you want my eldest grandson to be a shameful illegitimate child?"

When the woman heard this, it was like a bolt from the blue. Her face turned pale instantly and she kept muttering, "Impossible... Impossible..."

"Runiang, this is all true. I am sorry for you. Take your dowry and leave. Let's get a divorce."

At this moment, a man in his twenties walked out from the other end. As soon as he finished speaking, the woman felt weak all over and collapsed to the ground, tears streaming down her face uncontrollably.

"Bah, where did she get any dowry? When she first married in, she only brought two tattered quilts and a few old clothes. But if you are willing to divorce Qing'er obediently, I can give you an extra two taels of silver as compensation. But if you continue to make trouble, don't blame me for giving you a divorce letter directly. You won't have any say in it then!"

When the old woman saw her son speak, she felt dissatisfied at first, but then she gritted her teeth and finally put forward her own conditions.

This was not because she had become generous, but because the woman outside was already two months pregnant. If no action was taken, the matter would probably be exposed.

"I don't want to. My husband, you clearly promised me that I should wait a few more years. Maybe I can succeed next time!"

The woman cried miserably. She half-knelt and hugged her husband's thighs, her eyes full of despair.

"Wait a few more years? Look at the people around me my age, who doesn't have children? Some get married early, and their children are even old enough to work in the fields!"

The man finally lost his patience. He pushed the woman away harshly, and the anger in his eyes could no longer be concealed.

The lady wanted to grab her husband in disbelief, but she only grabbed the corner of his clothes. In desperation, she hurried to chase him out, but she didn't pay attention to her feet. The fire poker that the old woman had used to hit her was now lying on the ground. She stepped on it and her foot was unstable. Her body tilted and her head hit the stove involuntarily.

"Bang, ah!" With a scream, the woman's body fell limply to the ground. Then, starting from her head, blood quickly spread out, forming a glaring pool of blood.

"Stop the bleeding quickly, go call a doctor, Runiang, wake up!" The man was attracted by the movement behind him. He turned around and saw that his face turned pale with fear. He immediately panicked and prepared to rush over to check on the woman's condition, but he was held tightly by the old woman beside him.

"Wait a minute, she fell by herself, it has nothing to do with us, let's go out first!" The old woman pulled the young man and wanted to go out.

"Mom, if you are still breathing, this is murder!" The young man turned around suddenly, staring at the old woman.

"A man without cruelty is not a real man. This little bitch is occupying my position and won't leave. Are you planning to make me take my unborn grandson as a concubine? If you were cruel enough, you should have given her a letter of divorce earlier. There wouldn't be so many problems now!" The old woman scolded harshly.

"But, but Runiang has done me a favor. If she hadn't secretly supported me in the past, how could I have passed the Ninth Rank Examination? It was also because of Runiang that I had a falling out with my family. When I got married, no one from my family came. Runiang came home with me, just a set of clothes!"

A look of struggle flashed in the man's eyes. He looked at his wife lying in a pool of blood and still breathing weakly, and thought of the concubine outside who was already pregnant. He felt extremely conflicted.

"She's stupid. She pissed off her parents to death. I told you, if that bitch's brother wasn't an eighth-rank scholar, I would have kicked that bitch out long ago!" The old woman still held her son's hand and wouldn't let him go out.

While the two were arguing, the woman slowly opened her eyes and cried for help: "Husband, please save me!"

Hearing the woman's cry for help, the old woman's face became even gloomier. She glared at the woman fiercely and muttered, "Bah, there's some wood ash under the stove, just smear it yourself. How can you be so delicate and act like you're a rich lady!"

The old woman's eyes flashed with ruthlessness, and she pushed her son away, cursing. However, the son seemed hesitant, his heart full of contradictions and entanglements.

Seeing her son's hesitation, the old woman was extremely anxious. "Why are you still standing there? Are you going to give up your career and future for this woman? Think about your unborn son. If she dies, all problems will be solved!"

The man gritted his teeth and said with as if he had made up his mind: "Mom, you are right. A man without cruelty cannot be a hero. I can't ruin my future because of a momentary weakness. I just hope... she will be reborn into a good family in her next life." After that, he followed the old woman out of the room.

As the door closed, only Runiang's figure was left in the room, lying in a pool of blood. Her eyes gradually dimmed, and her life gradually faded away...

Gu Yunzhou had wanted to push the door open when the old woman was cursing, but it was like a mirage separated by a layer of time and space. He could see everything in front of him, but he couldn't walk over. No matter how he walked, he was always going around in circles.

Just as the lady took her last breath, everything in front of her quietly shattered. The yard was still the same yard, but the curling smoke and the mother and son were gone. Only three rooms remained with their extraordinary doors faintly visible.