The Transmigrated Farm Girl's Journey to Wealth

"What's wrong with you?" Cui Hehua looked at him in confusion. Logically speaking, after being celibate for so long, shouldn't he rush over to her immediately upon seeing her? Why are you spacing out?

Has she found a new temptress to relieve her lust? How can that be? This is her person, and she'll have to take over her affairs after the divorce.

"What, you don't like me anymore?"

"No, I was just thinking about how to get you out of the Wang family as soon as possible." He didn't want a withered flower that had already faded.

"I knew you cared about me!" she said, and pounced on him, using both hands and feet.

The old widower couldn't help but shiver. With a beauty in his arms, who could remain unmoved? He immediately took the initiative, seducing her relentlessly. Fortunately, the weather had warmed up by now, and with the sun shining and them exercising, even with the sky and earth as their blanket, neither of them felt cold; in fact, they felt a bit hot. Holding each other tightly, they couldn't get enough, wishing they could devour each other whole.

Absence makes the heart grow fonder, and the battle was indeed quite intense and even a little frightening. It wasn't until the sun was at its zenith and was about to set that the battle subsided a little, and the two of them calmed down and their passion began to dissipate.

"Look at you, you've made so many marks on me, what am I going to do?" Cui Hehua scolded playfully.

The old widower was unimpressed. He looked on with envy and a touch of smugness; stolen goods were indeed the most exciting. "What relationship do you have? Who in your family, besides the Wang family, would dare to strip you naked? Right now, even if you stood naked in front of him, you wouldn't be able to do anything."

Since no one is watching you, once your clothes are on, who knows what's underneath?" As he spoke, he pressed the person down again and mischievously licked a few more marks.

Cui Hehua giggled, tickled. He was right. Before, she was afraid of being discovered, so she would only dare to take off her clothes after the lights were turned off. But now... so what if we're having fun? Who will find out?

Thinking about it makes me feel sad. She just got married and is still so young, yet she lives like a widow. Why is she suffering so much?

"Alright, alright, I should go back now, it's getting late."

Looking up at the dim sun, I realized how quickly time flies when we're happy. "You carry the firewood and go ahead."

Cui Hehua stood up, but her legs suddenly gave way. The widower helped her up, feeling an indescribable sense of relief. Finally, he wasn't the one who was beaten down and couldn't walk. Hahaha... He finally regained his dignity. He's a real man!

"How useless! Your legs went weak after only a short while."

Cui Hehua glared at him, thinking he was being hypocritical after getting the benefit.

Staggering, she picked up the firewood and headed down the mountain. The widower watched her go with a smile on his face. After a long while, he finally got up, picked up the empty basket, and went down the mountain. Damn it, he was almost exhausted and wanted to go home to sleep. Luckily, there was still firewood at home, and the sow had been sold for the New Year.

Cui Hehua was also thinking about how to make the Wang family dislike her and abandon her.

Or, starting tomorrow, I could pretend to be sick, unable to work, and unable to take care of my beloved granddaughter. Would he still support her then? No, definitely not.

Wang family.

Nobody cares how long Cui Hehua was gone or whether she brought firewood home. The second and third wives don't care about anything anymore; all they do is argue about dividing the family property. The family is in complete chaos, with nothing but constant fighting every day.

The old man looked ten years older, his back hunched, and his spirits low; he simply couldn't take it anymore. His brother's current state was a consequence of his poor parenting.

"You can divide it up if you want. You can decide how you want to divide it," he said wearily, looking at the people in the main room.

As soon as Cui Hehua got home, she heard the old man talking about dividing the family property, and she couldn't help but prick up her ears.

Actually, she had a secret she hadn't told anyone. She knew Wang Defa had secretly hidden silver in a crack between the bricks, and that silver had long since ended up in her pocket. Instead of keeping it at the Wang family's house, she kept it in the cave where they usually had their trysts.

They dug a very deep pit and put it in a small jar.

This money would be the foundation for her to make a living in the future.

“Dad, we should get more than my eldest brother, right? Over the years, his family has spent a lot of money.”

Old Master Wang closed his eyes, then opened them again, his gaze resolute. "If we're going to divide it, then all the family property will be divided into four parts. You brothers will each get one part, and I'll use the remaining part to support you in your old age. If you're willing, then we'll divide the family property. If not, then forget it and we'll just make do with it as it is."

The second and third sons of the Wang family felt resentful towards their father for his perceived favoritism. They reasoned that if their father was unjust, they shouldn't be blamed for being unjust themselves.

Don't expect them to be filial to you in the future.

After discussing it with their wives, the two brothers decided to divide the family property, as the eldest brother's family was a burden and had to be gotten rid of.

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