Chapter 238 Evil Begets Evil

After getting off at the provincial capital's train station with Jiang Xiaotao and two large bags of luggage, Song Yuling didn't know which way to go.

Song Yuling had vaguely heard Jiang Daqiao mention that he had always lived in Xiaguan when he was in the provincial capital.

Song Yuling then led Jiang Xiaotao around asking how to get to Xiaguan.

Before they could even ask the two people, Song Yuling and her son were already being targeted.

“Miss, are you going to Xiaguan? Perfect timing, I’m from Xiaguan!” A middle-aged man immediately came over.

Upon hearing this, Song Yuling's eyes lit up immediately.

"Really! You're from Xiaguan! Do you know someone named Jiang Daqiao?" Song Yuling asked quickly.

Upon hearing this, the middle-aged man quickly nodded.

"You mean Lao Jiang? Isn't he the one who looks only a few years older than you and doesn't speak with a provincial accent?" the middle-aged man asked.

"Yes, yes, yes! He's from Yun County, not the provincial capital! You know him? Can you tell me where he is now?"

"I'm his wife, and this is his son. We came all the way from Yun County to find him." Song Yuling immediately clung to him as if she had found a lifeline.

The middle-aged man immediately waved to someone in the distance and hailed a tricycle.

"I know him very well. We often eat and drink together. He lives next door to me."

"Get on, I'm heading back to Xiaguan anyway, I'll take you both with me." The middle-aged man said as he loaded Song Yuling and Jiang Xiaotao's luggage onto the tricycle.

Song Yuling and Jiang Xiaotao then rode the tricycle out of the station.

She didn't know how long she had been riding the tricycle, but as Song Yuling watched the surrounding houses seem to be getting more and more dilapidated, a sense of unease began to rise in her heart.

"Comrade, how much longer until we arrive? Why don't you give us the address and we'll go there ourselves?"

"I'm so sorry to have troubled you all this time. Isn't this taking up your time?" Song Yuling quickly said.

The middle-aged man chuckled.

"No trouble at all! We'll be there soon. Do you see that row of bungalows over there? We live there!"

Following the middle-aged man's words, Song Yuling looked ahead...

A row of dilapidated bungalows, even worse than the houses they lived in in Yun County...

"This... Jiang Daqiao lives here in the provincial capital?" Song Yuling and Jiang Xiaotao couldn't believe it.

Jiang Daqiao always talked about how great his life was in the provincial capital and how big his business was...

The little shabby house in front of me...

Before Song Yuling could think too much, the middle-aged man had already started shouting into the bungalow.

"The old folks are out! We have guests!"

Soon, two men who didn't look like good people came out of the bungalow...

Song Yuling then realized that the two people were not her man Jiang Daqiao at all. Even if she was stupid, she knew who she had met.

She screamed and pulled Jiang Xiaotao off the tricycle, trying to run away.

However, the three men skillfully grabbed Song Yuling and her son, and then struck them on the neck.

Song Yuling and her son quickly collapsed, limp and powerless...

...

The mother and son were quickly ushered into the house by the three men.

That evening, a beat-up old car drove up and carried the mother and child into it.

When Song Yuling woke up again, she was in a place she had never seen before.

The place was all yellow earth, desolate and barren, with withered trees, a biting wind, and a man with yellow teeth who looked like he was inspecting a piece of merchandise.

“She’s too old, not worth three hundred yuan!” the man said, grabbing Song Yuling’s hair.

"As long as she can have children, that's all you want, isn't it? An older woman is good, she can still work!"

"You got a wife for 300 yuan, you're not losing out!" the man who abducted Song Yuling said with a smile.

The man with yellow teeth touched his chin and then looked Song Yuling up and down.

She looked fair-skinned, much better than the women in their village…

"Okay, three hundred it is. I'll borrow the money. My house caught fire a few days ago and burned a lot of things, so I don't have that much money to give you."

"Here's two hundred for now. You can come back for the remaining one hundred after the New Year..."

Only then did Song Yuling realize what had happened to her.

She struggled frantically to run away.

"Where's my son! Where's Xiaotao! Where have you taken my son...!"

Before she could even stand up, the middle-aged man slapped her across the head, making Song Yuling see stars and feel dizzy.

"Your son? He's going to work in the coal mines in another day! That kid dared to bite me? I knocked out all his teeth!"

Just stay here and behave yourself!

"Keep a close eye on her! Don't let this woman get away!"

The man with yellow teeth chuckled.

"Don't worry! Now that she's here, she can't escape even if she wants to! If she tries to run, we'll break her legs!"

Soon, Song Yuling was dragged into a courtyard that looked like it had been burned down by the yellow-toothed man.

If Yao Shula knew, she would definitely recognize it at a glance. This courtyard is the same one she dreamed about, the one that had previously owned Yao Shula's house.

...

Yao Shula knew nothing of this; all she knew was that Yao Guohua was no longer in her way, and Song Yuling had gone to the provincial capital with her husband.

The air in Yun County seems much fresher.

That evening, Miao Yamin came over after get off work and was talking to Yao Shula in the yard.

Miao Yamin glanced at the pool table in the storefront outside.

"Business has been slow lately?"

"Yeah, it's getting cold, and everyone's busy at the end of the year, so fewer people come to play ball."

"It's alright, things will be much better after the New Year, then everyone can rest!" Yao Shula laughed.

Miao Yamin hummed in agreement, and then said, "Sigh, I used to think that as long as I had enough money, that would be fine. But now I realize that I have to spend money no matter what I do."

It would be great if people had more money than they could ever spend.

"Hey, Shura, what would you do if you got rich?"

Yao Shula really thought about this issue seriously.

If it were before... when she becomes rich someday, eight male models will stand in two rows...

"I don't know! We'll talk about it when we get rich... Oh, Third Sister-in-law, what brings you here!" Yao Shula stood up immediately when she saw Zhong Xiaochun coming in with a bamboo basket.

"I'm bringing you two bottles of sauce. My dad just made them this morning. They're delicious sandwiched in steamed buns."

Yamin happened to be here too. It's December, and the Kitchen God Festival is in about ten days. My dad got two lamb legs for our family, and Grandma said she'd make lamb soup on Sunday.

"Come and have dinner with all of you!" Zhong Xiaochun said with a smile.

Yao Shula...

She had a feeling that this was a trap, a banquet not just about eating some mutton and drinking some mutton soup...