Famine and exile: I brought the Spirit Spring to save the entire Marquis's mansion.

"Sister-in-law, you, you're back?"

Qiao Dangui covered her mouth, excitedly watching Mo Cuiyu appear.

His gaze swept over her body in a subtle way.

Mo Cuiyu seemed not to hear and walked straight toward their house.

The two sisters-in-law hid behind the door, muttering something to themselves.

Huo Jianglin, who had been unconscious, seemed to realize something and slowly opened his eyes.

“My wife, you’re back…my wife…” He reached out his hand, his eyes hazy.

Mo Cuiyu's eyes flickered, and she grasped that withered hand.

As he grasped her hand, Huo Jianglin's body trembled, as if awakening some forbidden force within him, and he abruptly withdrew his hand.

The affection in their eyes vanished without a trace.

"Who touched you this time? How many have you served? You born slut! Get out! Get out!"

The light in Mo Cuiyu's eyes shattered in an instant.

She opened her mouth, perhaps wanting to ask something, but her lips trembled and she couldn't make a sound.

If you want to ask, you don't need to.

Can not go back.

She turned around stiffly, but her hand was grabbed again.

A faint hope rekindled, and she turned back with her last expectation.

"Wife, don't offend that Master Hong. I don't want to go to jail again. You should go back, you should go back quickly... It's already like this... It's already like this..."

Mo Cuiyu could no longer hear what was said after that.

Something exploded in my head.

Poisoned arrows surrounded her from all sides.

Thousands of arrows pierce the heart!

It's cold.

It's so cold.

It felt like a huge hole had been pierced through my whole body, and the cold penetrated to my very core.

She was so cold that her blood stopped flowing.

At this moment, she clearly realized that in this man's eyes, she was already a pawn to be discarded.

She is no longer a wife.

That year, a handsome young man came to the wonton shop and spent an hour eating a bowl of wontons she made herself.

Before leaving, he left behind a crystal-clear jade pendant.

“Miss, I forgot to bring any money today. This jade pendant can be used as collateral for now, and you can redeem it another day.”

That "another day" is now indefinitely postponed.

He never carried any money with him; he would leave behind either a silver bracelet or a pair of hairpins.

For the last time, he put down a peony hairpin.

The vast difference in their family backgrounds made her hesitant to agree, yet she tossed and turned all night, tossing and turning.

She likes him.

She liked his manner of speaking, his politeness, and the affectionate look in his eyes when he looked at her.

But her father disagreed, so she suppressed her feelings and returned everything.

I never expected him to be so stubborn; he stood outside her door all night.

Later, when some people caused trouble at the wonton shop and those thugs tried to bully her, he arrived in time and drove them away.

Her father probably realized that marrying into a wealthy family wasn't bad; at least no one would dare to bully her anymore, so he agreed.

Huo Jianglin used the method of acting first and reporting later, exchanging birth charts with the official matchmaker, catching his mother-in-law completely off guard.

Although her mother-in-law disliked her after marriage and criticized her behind her back.

But she was content with her husband's love.

But today...

She was completely heartbroken.

Was it her fault?

Was she wrong?

Probably, yes.

She messed things up like this, and lost the husband who loved and cherished her.

In a daze, she picked up the scissors.

"mother--"

The timid voice seemed to pierce through thick walls, shattering the unseen constraints around it.

The roar in her ears disappeared, and she turned to look at her panicked daughter at the door.

The scissors fell to the ground, and she lunged at them.

Feng'er, Feng'er...

What to do? What to do? What will happen to Feng'er if she dies?!

She cried silently, but inwardly she wailed.

It hurts so much; my heart, which had been numb for so long, started to ache terribly again.

After being torn apart and repeatedly stabbed, even breathing hurts.

"Mother...Grandma said you're a slut who went to sleep with other men."

A five-year-old child doesn't understand the meaning of these words; he simply repeats what he has heard.

He looked at her with innocent, bewildered eyes.

Little did they know how deafeningly powerful these words were.

Mo Cuiyu went mad on the spot, her eyes visibly turning crimson, and her delicate face became twisted and terrifying.

She grabbed the scissors from the ground and rushed out of the house.

"Wife, what are you doing, Cuiyu, Mo Cuiyu... Feng'er, quickly stop your mother!"

Ding lay on the bed groaning, the dim candlelight highlighting the deep wrinkles on her face.

Huo Baohong was slumped over the table, fast asleep.

The door was kicked open.

The wind that came in blew out the candle.

But in that instant, Ding also saw who the person was.

"You little slut, you really came back again! You've already slept with Master Hong, so either stay there or go die. Don't come back and pollute my son's eyes, okay!"

"Ah—ah—" Mo Cuiyu let out a dying, furious scream.

Like a raging beast, it sends chills down your spine in the pitch-black night.

She rushed to the bedside and raised the scissors high.

The moonlight seemed to be guiding her, illuminating Ding's frightened eyes.

"Mother, Mother, Feng'er is scared... Feng'er is scared..."

For a mother, her bottom line is her child.

She could pick up scissors for her child.

They will eventually lay down their weapons for the sake of their children.

Once she stabbed him, there was no way for him to survive, and Feng'er became a motherless child.

Therefore, she couldn't kill this vicious old man.

But she was unwilling to give up!

A piercing scream tore through the night sky.

Mo Cuiyu ran out of the house, picked up the crying Feng'er, and ran away without looking back.

They happened to run into Huo Jiangchu, who was returning.

"Sister-in-law, sister-in-law, where are you going?"

He chased after them for a couple of steps, but heard screams coming from inside the house. He gave up and went inside to check.

inside the house.

Huo Baohong, who was lying on the table, slowly loosened his fist.

That child was kind-hearted after all.

He had actually already prepared to take the blame for her.

I feel so ashamed!

Ever since she married into the Huo family, Old Master Mo has worked tirelessly day and night. Not only has he never accepted a single penny from the Huo family, but he has also given all his savings to his daughter, fearing that she would be looked down upon by her in-laws.

During his exile, he borrowed money from all his neighbors to bribe them.

But how did that family treat someone else's daughter?!

He was too ashamed to face Old Man Mo again!

When Huo Jiangchu came in and lit a candle, he saw his mother writhing on the ground in pain, with blood everywhere.

On the bed lay a pair of scissors and a severed ear.

Apart from Ding's heart-wrenching screams.

Everywhere in this house was eerily quiet.

It seems no one lives there.

This is his own mother, how could Huo Jiangchu not feel heartache!

Looking at his unmoved father and indifferent brothers and sisters, a surge of anger welled up inside him.

"Chu'er! Bring that slut back to me! Bring her back to me! She's born to be a prostitute! Send her to a brothel! To Master Hong!"

"Chu'er! Did you hear me? Bring her back right now! Do you want to offend Master Hong and go to jail?"

Ding's roar was like a ghost, chilling to the bone.

……

“Mother, do you know? The reason we were able to come back wasn’t because of any Master Hong, but because my eldest uncle’s fourth brother and sister-in-law found a water source for Liangzhou City,” Huo Jiangchu said blankly.

"What did you say? Impossible!!!" The scream almost shattered people's eardrums.

Huo Jiangchu turned and left.

This was the message he received from the gatekeeper when he went to the county magistrate for help.

The entire city knew that the Huo family had made a great contribution.

It's ridiculous that these people, who should be the closest to us, know nothing about it.

They either hide at home and never go out, or they're deaf and blind, busy scheming against their own family members.

Look at how loving and harmonious my aunt's family is.

Then look at your own home...

Should!

Live it!