Chu Xiaoxiao was thrown into a book, reincarnating as a cannon fodder meant to be drowned shortly after birth. Outraged, she saved herself and vowed to change her family’s doomed fate.
...The master was able to study, but he didn't let him take the imperial examination, forcing him to be a trader all year round to earn money to support the first and second wives. But the third wife lived a miserable life, with food, clothing and expenses at the same level as servants.
He is not even as good as a respectable servant, and has to pay the share of a middle-class servant.
What kind of life do the three families live?
Brother Fei was beaten again just now. His eyes were so swollen that he could hardly see when he walked. His daughter-in-law hugged him and cried. It was so heartbreaking!
When will this day of being beaten and tortured for no reason end?
He had been feeling aggrieved for decades and couldn't hold it in any longer, so he wanted to kill the old lady. If she hadn't disliked the third wife, how could they have lived worse than the servants?
Her husband, son, and grandson are all talented people, but they are not valued by their family and are instead ruthlessly suppressed.
That's all, the problem is that they are not treated as human beings, they scold and beat them whenever they want, without any reason. After all, they are masters, and they live worse than servants in the mansion.
She heard that there was a monk named Honghe who had many talismans that could harm people, so she secretly asked for one without telling her family, and sacrificed ten years of her life for it.
Unexpectedly, the talisman was discovered just two days after it was buried in the old lady's yard. This is a serious matter. If she finds out, he will be dead.
Now that the Imperial Master is here, I’m afraid this matter can’t be kept secret.
Since she couldn't hide it, why didn't she bravely admit it? It doesn't matter if you die standing or kneeling, it's all the same. It's just one life, what's there to be afraid of?
Thinking of this, Hua suddenly straightened her back: "The Imperial Master is worthy of being the Imperial Master, his calculations are quite accurate. Yes, I did do something related to the old lady."
Mrs. Wen's eyes widened and her breathing stagnated: "What's the matter?"
"I was planning to let you die." Hua's eyes were full of resentment, anger, and unwillingness.
"Bang!" Old Madam Wen slammed the table hard and shouted angrily, "Hua! You will die a miserable death. You actually murdered your mother-in-law. Are you still a human being?"
"Human? Do you think you are a human being, old lady?" Hua retorted angrily without caring.
The kid with the charcoal-headed face, the fat boy squatting on the ground, and the old lady holding the child, four people, eight eyes, all looked at Hua who was like a madman.
[They say even a rabbit will bite when it's angry. Hua Shi has gone all out and openly admitted what he did. He probably doesn't want to live anymore, black-headed! Watch him carefully, don't let anyone get killed.]
The charcoal-haired man glanced at his master and nodded slightly to her, indicating that he would not let Hua commit suicide.
In fact, he also saw that Hua Shi seemed to have been suppressed to the extreme, and finally found a breakthrough today. An honest person who was oppressed to the point of no return would definitely resist.
Mrs. Wen was speechless after being refuted by Mrs. Hua. She did not think she had done anything wrong and asked coldly, "How can I stop being a human being?"
When she said this, her eyes were full of warnings, meaning that Hua Shi should stop talking nonsense, because there were outsiders here. Family matters should be resolved behind closed doors, even if the Imperial Master came.
We must create the impression that the people in Wenjunhou’s mansion are kind and filial. We cannot tell everything, as it would bring shame to the mansion.
Hua had completely let herself go. She saw the look in Old Madam Wen's eyes, but she didn't want to be as humble and cautious as she had been in the past.
She hated that kind of life.
When she first got married, she couldn't get used to being ordered around, so she asked her husband to move in separately.
They did not want a single brick or tile or an inch of land from the mansion. The three families wanted to be self-reliant and leave the house with nothing.
Old Madam Wen refused to agree and told her husband fiercely: "Your aunt gave birth to you just to serve your two brothers.
If you leave, who will take care of the affairs of the Marquis' Mansion? Forget about it! You will never leave the Marquis' Mansion. This is the life your aunt has prepared for you. Even if you die, you must live it out step by step."
How cruel.
Just because she hates her husband's aunt, she tortures him constantly, and also tortures his wife, son, and grandson.
What hope is there in this day and age?
She doesn’t want anything anymore, she doesn’t want anything anymore. Taking advantage of the Imperial Master’s visit today, she wants to speak out all the grievances that she has been feeling for decades.
She is a living person who has endured too much suffering. Now that she can't bear it anymore, let everything be destroyed!
"How can you not be a good person? Don't be so hypocritical. I will have a clear talk with you today, in front of the Imperial Master."
Hua knelt down and bowed to the old lady and the little baby in her arms.
"Master Imperial Master! I am guilty, and I know it. But my family has been offended, and I hope to be able to confide in you."
The little girl acted like a high-ranking official. She sat steadily on the old lady's lap and waved at Hua: "Speak."
Old Madam Wen was unwilling to let the family's shame be exposed, so she raised her voice and shouted, "Hua! Do you know what you are doing? The Imperial Preceptor is young, and she won't understand even if you tell her about family matters."
[Alas! Old Madam Wen is a confused person, no wonder she gave birth to a fat boy who only knows how to eat. It doesn't matter if I don't understand, my grandmother can understand! It's just the little story of your family abusing their illegitimate son, do you think I am happy to listen to it? ]
old lady:"......"
You don't want to hear it, but grandma does. Let them say that it's really nice to follow you out and eat fresh and hot melons.
"The Imperial Master is intelligent and will surely understand my grievances."
Hua didn't care about Old Lady Wen. Today she wanted to speak out about the unfair treatment the third house had received.
If the Imperial Master could earn her grandson an opportunity to take the imperial examination, or allow the three branches of the family to move out and live on their own, it would be worth it for her to risk her life.
Old Madam Wen's face was as dark as the dark clouds in the sky. She stared at Hua with anger rising in her eyes: "Shut up! The affairs of the Wenjunhou Mansion do not need to be solved by outsiders."
Hua burst into tears: "Old lady! Please let our third branch go! The affairs of Wenjunhou Mansion don't need outsiders to solve, but our third branch needs it!
Look at what I, the wife of the third room, am wearing? Even the maids around you dress better than me, right? Can the third room's problems be solved in the mansion? How can they be solved?
Just now, Master Quan beat my grandson Fei'er so hard that his face was swollen and black. How many times has this happened? Have you ever thought about solving the problem?"
When the fat boy heard Hua mention him, he stood up abruptly, walked up to her in a bossy manner, and shouted angrily: "I have already apologized to him, you are not allowed to say that to me again, or I will beat you up.
My mother said that it was a blessing for him to be beaten by me. Even if he was beaten to death, he would be nothing but a bastard. I will inherit the title in the future. Everything in the house belongs to me. He is a bastard. What's wrong with me beating him?"
Hua looked up at Old Madam Wen and said, "Did you hear that? This is the upbringing of the Marquis Wen's family.
Even an eight-year-old child knows to regard us, the third branch, as inferiors. We are illegitimate and inferior, and we know it. Since the old lady doesn't like us, why doesn't she let us leave?"