As the saying goes, a wife is not as good as a concubine, and a concubine is not as good as a stolen affair. In the past ten years, Shen Jiawen has done more things with Widow Zhou than with his own wife. Widow Zhou is ostensibly a widow for Shen Liquan, but in reality, she is having an affair with his third brother. She doesn't have to serve men at home or in other places, and people still bring her food and drink.

Widow Zhou burst into tears in front of Shen Jiawen, who immediately presented the money with both hands. Shen Jiawen's wife had given birth to three daughters but no sons. Shen Jiawen treated Shen Hui as his own son, and he would never let his son suffer.

Widow Zhou felt relieved upon seeing the money, and let Shen Jiawen touch her inappropriately. Just as they were getting intimate, Shen Jiawen arrived and the door wasn't closed properly. Shen Liquan, who had come to discuss something with Widow Zhou, caught them in the act.

Looking at the appalling scene before him, Shen Liquan aged ten years in that instant.

Widow Zhou leaned against Shen Jiawen, rubbing against him tenderly, and said, "We know how good you are to us, mother and son. When Xiaohui grows up, we will definitely take good care of you and serve you in your old age."

Shen Jiawen grinned lewdly and said, "That's for later. I'll collect some interest first, so you'll serve me for now."

Widow Zhou chuckled twice, then bent down to serve Shen Jiawen, making him feel comfortable.

Shen Heng listened to all of this expressionlessly from the back window, clenching his fists, his heart filled with mixed feelings, before finally managing a smile.

He walked quickly to the brigade office.

At this moment, a group of people gathered in the empty storage room next door to play chess. There were two terrible chess players, and a bunch of people were watching.

He shouted to the group, "Quickly, everyone come with me! Something has happened to Widow Zhou!"

Shen Heng's expression was serious, and everyone looked at him, asking anxiously, "What happened?"

"You'll understand when you get there, I can't explain it myself! It's always making noise at home."

"Squeaking and wailing, is it possessed?"

Li Shiqing didn't believe it. He rolled his eyes at Shen Heng's face, wondering what this guy was up to now.

It's really scary at night.

"Come on, there are so many of us, what's there to be afraid of?"

"Widows are said to have a strong yin energy; there might really be something there. You should be careful."

"What nonsense are you spouting!" Li Shiqing snapped.

He then asked Shen Heng, "Are you kidding us?"

"Do you think I'm so bored that I would waste my time playing tricks on you?"

Shen Heng was also annoyed. Li Shiqing thought for a moment and then led them over.

Shen Heng glanced at the snow at the door, confirming that Shen Jiawen hadn't left yet, so he kicked it. The people behind him rushed in, and as they approached the bedroom, they heard snoring noises inside, as if the people inside had been frightened.

What are you doing?

Widow Zhou's voice came from inside. She was only wrapped in a quilt in a panic, while Shen Jiawen was hurriedly putting on his pants.

"We heard from Shen Heng that you're in trouble. Hey, Shen Heng, what are you doing!"

Shen Heng strode into Widow Zhou's house. Li Shiqing called for him to come back, but Shen Heng turned around and pulled someone out of the house.

Shen Jiawen's belt wasn't even fastened properly, and he was bare-chested and barefoot when Shen Heng grabbed him and threw him into the snow.

"Damn, this brother-in-law has married his sister-in-law."

"This isn't possession, it's just making noises. Shen Heng, you're quite the storyteller."

"No wonder she's been a widow for so many years; she's never lacked men."

Someone said to Shen Jiawen, who was struggling to his feet, "I said you brothers have a pretty good relationship. Look how well you've raised your sister-in-law. Your brothers will be ecstatic in the afterlife if they knew."

"Ha ha ha ha......"

What good things can a group of middle-aged men say?

Widow Zhou was stunned for a long time, seemingly unable to believe that this had actually happened.

Li Shiqing was trembling with anger; nothing like this had ever happened in Shili Village before.

He had heard before that there were widows in other villages who met with men in secret every day, but he always felt that there was a lot of gossip surrounding widows. After all, several women in his village who had lost their husbands did not do that, especially Widow Zhou.

But unexpectedly...

Li Shiqing took a breath of the icy air, so cold that it hurt his nasal cavity.

It seems that the village needs to strengthen its ideological education efforts. With the New Year just around the corner, one incident after another has occurred.

"She seduced me. Tell me, how could I refuse a whore who's offered herself up?"

After putting on his trousers, Shen Jiawen, amidst everyone's teasing, shifted all the blame onto Widow Zhou.

Widow Zhou was struck dumb by these words. She was already ashamed of what had happened, let alone being able to argue with Shen Jiawen.

She hid inside the house, trembling on the kang (a heated brick bed), terrified that the man outside would barge in.

The commotion was so loud that Shen Hui, who had been recuperating on the kang (a heated brick bed), stumbled off the bed. With his thin arms, he pushed people aside one by one, shouting, "What are you doing in my house? Get out!"

Shen Hui was no longer afraid of Shen Heng. He stood in front of Shen Heng and asked, "Did you bring these people here? Did you?"

Shen Hui had to tilt his head back to meet Shen Heng's gaze. He stiffened his neck, and Shen Heng's expression became even more somber in the darkness: "I brought him here, so what?"

"Exactly! If your mother didn't do this kind of thing, even if Shen Heng called a hundred more people, it wouldn't make a difference!"

"You little bastard, is your father really Shen Liquan? Or does even your mother not know who your father is?"

"Hey, don't wrong him. No matter what, he's still the grandson of the Shen family. Isn't it the same whether he's born to one of the sons?"

Everyone laughed again, and then Widow Zhou's voice came from inside: "Xiao Hui, come back, don't pay any attention to them!"

Shen Hui and Shen Heng were locked in a standoff when Li Shiqing pulled Shen Hui away and led everyone out of Widow Zhou's house.

Shen Jiawen had already slipped away. After the others left, they asked Li Shiqing, "Village Chief, are we just going to let this matter go like this?"

"Then what else do you want?"

"The older generation should all drown people like this!"

"You know they're from the older generation, that's murder, don't you know that?!"

Li Shiqing chased the people away and stood at the door of Widow Zhou's house, letting out a deep sigh.

Why are they all causing him so much trouble?

He shouldn't be the village chief; it's a bad omen!

Shen Heng was walking at the back when Li Shiqing called out to him, "When did you find out about your aunt's matter?"

"About fifteen minutes earlier than you."

Shen Heng left after saying a few words, eager to share with Bai Jiaojiao the terrible misfortune that had befallen the Shen family that night.

"No wonder your uncle had that expression today. I guess what he meant by 'something happened' is this."

"He's trying to settle things peacefully," Shen Heng scoffed, not falling for it.

It only took one night for the entire Shili Village to learn about Shen Jiawen's secret rendezvous with his brother's widow.

This time, Shen Jiawen has completely disgraced the Shen family.

Shen Guangsheng stormed over to confront Shen Heng, demanding an explanation: "Do you feel good about making our family lose face in front of outsiders like this?"