Xie Yunshu suddenly had a bad feeling in her heart. She and Shen Subai looked at each other and saw worry in each other's eyes.

Lin Cuiping frowned: "What do you mean?"

The house was originally left by Song Yu, is there anyone who wants to take it away?

It's just that they are too young to know that a weak and mute widow is more likely to be bullied...

Although Song Lao Er had his head covered, his words came out clearly from the sack: "Zhao Xuefang was not ugly when she was young, otherwise how could my eldest brother, a mute, like her? She was my eldest brother's woman when she was only sixteen or seventeen. She is not a quiet person at heart!"

After he said this, he was slapped.

Song Lao Er said, "It's no use beating me! My eldest brother left, and in order to keep the house, she took the initiative to climb into the bed of that director? Shameless woman, my eldest brother has only been gone for a few days!

If you don't believe me, go ask Zhao Xuefang, how many men did she sleep with when she was young? If we brothers didn't see that she served us well, would we let her live in the Song family's house? Song Shanchuan, this little heartless boy, now that he has grown up and can make money, he doesn't know how to be filial to us! We just asked him to call us dad, and he should call us dad!

Didn’t he just bump into us when we were doing something that time? We were so scared that we couldn’t even speak…”

After a few words, the woods fell silent.

Xie Yunshu couldn't believe her ears. She knew that Aunt Song must have been sad when she had a child when she was young, but she never thought about it...

When Song died, Zhao Xuefang was only 20 years old. What kind of life would a young, beautiful widow who couldn't speak live like? Every night someone would knock on the door of her house. When she went out and no one was around, someone would suddenly appear on the street and hug her and try to take advantage of her.

Even the two brothers-in-law spoke in a sarcastic tone, and their eyes became more and more vicious every day.

She could die, but she still has a child.

The six-year-old Song Shanchuan was lively and cute, and spoke crisply. He would shout "Mom" loudly in her ear and peel flowers to feed her. She was not a decent person, but she wanted to raise her son.

So when the street director came to her house again with ill intentions while showing his big belly, she did not refuse. She protected their house with her body and earned food for Song Shanchuan to eat and tuition for him to go to school.

Song Lao Er and Song Lao San had been watching this sister-in-law for a long time. Knowing that she had climbed into the director's house, they were extremely jealous and no longer cared about ethics and pressed her down...

She was still gesturing as she struggled: "I can go along with you, but not now, Shanchuan is about to finish school!"

However, the Song brothers, who were in high spirits, were not willing to let her go. They pinned her down and bullied her, but they didn't expect to be met by Song Shanchuan who was returning home from school when they succeeded.

Song Shanchuan, who was still very young, didn't understand what was going on. He only knew that his mother was being bullied. He ran over and tried to bite Song Lao Er and Song Lao San, yelling, "Don't you dare bully my mother!"

The two brothers felt guilty. Zhao Xuefang was their sister-in-law, and they had already married a wife. It really made people feel guilty.

Song Shanchuan bit Song Laoer's arm and wouldn't let go. He anxiously threw him out, and then he and Song Laosan hurriedly ran away holding up their pants...

At this point, Song Lao Er still defended himself: "She has slept with other men, so why not sleep with us brothers? If she had been obedient earlier, would she have made her son mute?"

Later, because of their mood and the director, they no longer dared to come to ask for the house, and the director gradually lost interest in Song's mother and stopped coming.

After Song Shanchuan was sent to the hospital, he had nightmares all night. When he woke up, he had completely forgotten that memory, but he couldn't speak...

The truth of the matter was revealed before our eyes, a history of blood and tears for Zhao Xuefang.

Xie Yunshu covered her mouth. No wonder Aunt Song, who always smiled gently like that, did not dare to resist when she was forced to get married. She was afraid that her son would be stimulated again. She was also afraid that her miserable life would be discovered and she would be ashamed to face her son.

She only felt that she was a disgrace to her son and the root of his inability to speak. She couldn't get married, but she didn't want to implicate her son, so she wanted to die...

Lin Cuiping was already in tears. She looked at Song Shanchuan, who was kneeling on the ground in darkness, and called out softly, "Shanchuan..."

She wanted to say something to comfort him, but she couldn't say anything. She could only hold his hand and said, "It's all over. It's all over now."

I really want to kill these bastards!

Not only did they harm this mother and son when they were young, but now that they have finally managed to live a stable life, they still dare to show up!

Shen Subai didn't say anything. He silently stuffed the cloth into Song Laoer's mouth again, and then dragged everyone away.

Xie Yunshu gritted his teeth and grabbed his hand: "We can't just let them go like this!"

Shen Subai’s eyes were gloomy: “Trust me.”

They can't really kill people, but they have to make them pay the price they deserve.

Xie Yunshu then let go, and asked worriedly: "Don't be impulsive."

Shen Subai curled his lips lightly: “No.”

She thought about it and stood up, saying softly, "I'll go out with you and let the mountains and rivers be quiet for a while."

Only Lin Cuiping and Song Shanchuan were left in the grove.

Lin Cuiping had been holding Song Shanchuan's hand. Seeing that he kept his head down and didn't move, she choked up anxiously: "Song Shanchuan, say something, don't scare me!"

Song Shanchuan finally moved. The corners of his eyes turned red. He suddenly hugged Lin Cuiping tightly and raised his head to let out a heart-wrenching roar: "Ah!!!"

Different from the occasional hoarse sound in the past, this one moves the throat and comes out from the chest.

Fragments of dusty childhood memories came flooding back, and he seemed to be venting or crying, his voice rushing straight towards the moonlight on the mottled branches in the forest.

Lin Cuiping was startled by him, but she hugged him back tightly, letting his emotions vent like a flood, and kept comforting him in a soft voice: "It's over, they will be punished..."

Song Shanchuan's roar slowly turned into a broken cry, and his mouth opened and closed, making strange noises.

Lin Cuiping would occasionally hear him 'talking', but the syllables were meaningless, just hmm and ah sounds, and those sounds were very small.

Song Shanchuan was not like other people who could not speak. He could hear and felt ashamed of such sounds. He would also try his best to restrain from making such sounds because he was afraid that others would look at him strangely.

But this time, the voices seemed different.

Lin Cuiping's ear rested against the side of his face and her eyes slowly widened.

Although Song Shanchuan's voice was not clear, she could hear him clearly. He kept shouting, "Mom..."