The child's discomfort alarmed the train conductor, who contacted the hospital at the next station by phone and arranged for them to wait for rescue at the station entrance.

Zhang's son soon foamed at the mouth and could barely breathe. The man only had this one child, and he was heartbroken. He thought about how his wife had thrown him like that.

He freed one hand and slapped his wife hard across the face: "It's all your fault, it's all your fault. If there's anything wrong with the child, I'm divorcing you!"

Aunt Zhang was stunned. She burst into tears. She never imagined that her greed would ruin her husband's future.

Is it possible that because she was upset and irritable, she carelessly threw the child, and now she's going to kill the child? Why is her life so miserable?

If my husband divorces me, my family will definitely not let me into their home. What will I do then?

As she cried, she realized that all her suffering stemmed from Wen Lingling's instigation. If she hadn't coveted Wen Lingling's little bit of money, she wouldn't be in her current predicament.

She immediately stopped crying, got up from the ground, rushed over and started punching and kicking Wen Lingling, who quickly covered her face with her hands.

But her face was still scratched, and she angrily said, "You've taken all my money, what more do you want?"

"Because of you, my husband's future is ruined, my child is dying, and I'm facing a divorce. What's wrong with me hitting you a few times? Shouldn't you hit me?"

"A perfectly good young woman, shamelessly coveting another man's married man, and even trying to harm his wife, and in the end, all she does is retire."

"And I'm going to lose my family and everything. This is so unfair! I only said a few words, why am I being punished like this?" Sobbing, Sister Zhang really felt that she hadn't done anything wrong.

I was just trying to get a little something extra and said a few words, why should I be treated like this?

Wen Lingling sneered: "You only said a few words. If there weren't witnesses, would they have survived? Would they have been drowned in spittle? This is retribution!"

"This is my retribution, I accept it. But what about your retribution?" Aunt Zhang's words sank Wen Lingling's heart. Yes! Her retribution? She'd already retired; wasn't that already retribution?

Seeing Wen Lingling's face, Sister Zhang sneered: "Look at our two families, we're just here to speak up for you, and we'll just slink away from the military region like you."

"Do you think Commander Ruan will just let you off so easily? If so, what about our luggage? Don't you find it strange that our luggage just happened to disappear?"

"I'm sure there'll be a good show waiting for you when you get home, so enjoy it!"

After saying that, Sister Zhang slapped Wen Lingling again, turning her face into a liver color.

Upon hearing the flight attendant announce the station, Zhang's wife didn't linger any longer. Her child had to live, or she would truly suffer a fate worse than death!

Ever since Aunt Zhang got off the train, Wen Lingling has been in a daze, unable to even feel the pain on her face. She has been thinking about Aunt Zhang's words.

What kind of drama awaits her when she goes back? Her father used to be the village chief, and he probably hasn't retired yet. Her parents will protect her.

After some time, her stomach started growling. She had only drunk a little water since boarding the train, and now she was hungry. What was she going to do? She really didn't have a single penny left.

Finally, her gaze fell on her own luggage bags, which contained all the clothes she had accumulated over the years. She opened the luggage bags.

After much deliberation, she finally picked out two pieces of clothing that she didn't usually like. These were the most fashionable clothes in Beijing, and she usually wore military uniforms, so she had only worn them a few times.

She was reluctant to exchange it now, but she had to because going hungry was unbearable!

She took the clothes to the sleeper berth area, walked around twice, and finally settled on her target: a young woman eating rice with braised pork.

The person who buys a boxed meal on the train must be well-off, but the clothes she wears are homemade. Although they are clean and have no patches, they still look a bit rustic.

Unlike my own clothes, these were bought from a state-owned store and are very fashionable.

Wen Lingling walked over, but before she could even speak, the girl stammered in fright, "What, what are you going to do?"

Wen Lingling's face was so swollen it looked terrible! She had no choice but to offer her clothes: "Can I trade you these two pieces of clothing for something? My money was stolen!"

At this point, Wen Lingling burst into tears. For more than ten years, she had loved dressing up and had saved up that little bit of money, which was now gone, and no one had helped her. She felt so wronged!

The girl finally relaxed, looked at Wen Lingling's clothes, and was somewhat tempted: "What do you want to change to? I don't have much money."

"These two pieces of clothing cost me a full forty yuan when I bought them, and now I'm selling them to you for twenty yuan. Can you give me some more coupons?"

The girl took the clothes, looked at them, and said, "I can only give you 15 yuan. I need to keep a few yuan for the bus fare. Can I give you all of it?"

Wen Lingling's heart was bleeding. She didn't say a word. She really did buy forty yuan worth of food, and her stomach started growling again.

She could only nod: "Okay, here you go!"

As soon as she got the money, Wen Lingling ran to buy a boxed lunch. If she didn't go to buy the lunch soon, the time would be too late, and she would have to go hungry again. When she got to the restaurant, she only saw leftovers.

Finally, through her acting skills and tears, she managed to buy some rice and some meat soup, which at least stopped her stomach from rumbling. However, when she returned to her seat, she discovered that all her luggage was gone.

Wen Lingling was truly dumbfounded. All her belongings from the past ten years were there; how could they be gone? When she went to find the train police, she discovered that her seat was no longer hers!

Her ticket was stuffed in her bag, and she couldn't take it out. The train police officer was already very kind of her not to make her buy a ticket because he felt sorry for her!

Wen Lingling stood all the way home, thinking that she had already sent a telegram to her family and should be able to take a comfortable oxcart back home.

As soon as she stepped off the train, her older brother slapped her hard across the face, refused to let her return to her village, and immediately arranged to marry her off.

Wen Lingling's protest drew ridicule from her sister-in-law: "Didn't you like men who were married and older? This time, we've chosen just that for you. He's even a factory director. You'll be living a life of luxury if you marry him!"

Wen Lingling fell silent. Her sister-in-law scoffed, knowing full well that her sister-in-law was this kind of person. Wen Lingling was still somewhat unwilling: "Even if you want me to get married, let me go home first!"

“You can’t come home anymore because you’ve offended the higher-ups. They sent people to investigate Dad, and he’s lost his position as village chief. I can’t be the village chief either!”

Wen Lingling was stunned: "How could this be?"

She quickly realized what was happening. She closed her eyes bitterly. This was her retribution, this was the knife Ruan Shengpeng had plunged into her. She had been too overconfident!

He lost the bet, and lost everything!