Chapter 59 Can You Make Clothes?

The eldest sister-in-law was sarcastic and wanted to peel off another layer of skin from Lu Chunniang:

"Don't blame your elder brother. You're a 30-something girl, and you need money for food and lodging when you come home. It's only natural that you give it to your brother."

Lu Chunniang wanted to leave immediately, but she had no money and nowhere to go.

She had been away from Xunzhou for many years, and this place was no longer the familiar hometown in her memory. It was filled with a sense of strangeness everywhere.

Lu Chunniang wanted to find a job in a tailor shop on the street, but the small shops in the county town were not short of people. Even if they did recruit people, they would only recruit their own relatives and descendants as apprentices.

In desperation, she could only swallow her anger and stay at her eldest brother's house, while planning to set up a small sewing stall on the street to earn some money.

Lu Chunniang thought that since her elder brother and sister-in-law had taken her money, things would at least be quiet for a while.

But she didn't expect that just a few days later, he would set his sights on her again.

Inside the house, Mrs. Lu put the clothes woven by Lu Chunniang on her youngest son, chattering incessantly:

"Chun Niang, now that you've left the palace and are not young anymore, your brother and I have discussed it and have found a family for you."

Lu Chunniang suddenly looked up, feeling uneasy.

Mrs. Lu said in a disdainful tone:

"Although you've been in the palace, people your age are already mothers-in-law, so don't be picky. Old Chen at the end of the alley is a good choice."

When Lu Chunniang heard this, her face turned pale.

Old Chen at the entrance of the alley is a lame widower in his fifties. He drinks every now and then, and when he's drunk, he touches women who pass by at the entrance of the alley.

Lu Chunniang was stopped by him at the alley entrance and harassed several times, and she felt sick to her stomach when she thought about it.

"Sister-in-law, I won't go!" Lu Chunniang was so angry that her body was shaking.

"You're not going?" Mrs. Lu's voice rose. "Do you really want to live in your mother's family for the rest of your life? Do you think you're a government official?"

"Look at who's still staying at their mother's house at this age?"

Lu Chunniang stretched out her hand: "Give me back my money! I'll leave immediately."

Lu Daming walked in from behind the thatched hut and spat on the ground:

"It's just a matter of moving to a new house. At your age, you should be thankful if someone wants you."

Lu Chunniang pricked her finger with the embroidery needle, and her lips trembled with anger:

"Lu Daming, did you take Lao Chen's money?"

"I'm telling you, how much money you took from Old Chen has nothing to do with me. I'd never go to the Chen family even if I died!"

Lu Chunniang turned around and ran out, but just as she reached the door of the thatched hut, Lu Daming grabbed her hair from behind.

Lu Daming slapped Lu Chunniang in the face, knocking her to the ground.

"Where are you going to run to? I'm going to teach you a lesson today!"

"You're not going to go even if you die? Then I'll beat you to death first, and see how stubborn you can be!"

The movement at the end of the alley attracted the attention of people around.

Everyone gathered around and watched Lu Daming punching and kicking Lu Chunniang who was lying on the ground.

No one tried to stop him, and some ignorant children even laughed, "Gambler Lu is hitting someone again!"

Lu Daming's fists and feet hit Lu Chunniang's face, back, waist, and thighs...

Lu Chunniang gritted her teeth and shed tears, protecting her hands tightly.

Other parts of her body can be injured, but her hands cannot be injured or damaged.

"Are you still counting on your needlework skills?" Lu Daming sneered, grabbed Lu Chunniang by the back of the collar and lifted her up.

"You stinky bitch, you can only cut a few pieces of clothing and you think you can turn the world upside down. Don't you even see who would want you here?"

"Don't cry until you see the coffin. I have plenty of ways to make you obedient. Today I'll break your legs and sell you to Zuichunyuan! You'll lie down and serve men for the rest of your life!"

Lu Chunniang's face was bruised and swollen, with a scrape on her face and half of her face covered in blood.

When she heard Lu Daming's words, she felt a chill all over her body.

The only person in the world who was related to her by blood threatened her with the most vicious words.

Lu Chunniang stared at Lu Daming, her eyes bloodshot:

"Lu Daming! You're such a heartless bastard! You swallowed my money and you still want to use me for favors?"

"I told you, I won't marry you even if I die. If you dare to break my legs and sell me out, I'd rather kill myself and come after you at night to claim your life!"

"Even if I become a ghost, I won't let you go! I want to see you live a life worse than an animal, unable to die. I want to see you have no descendants, and I want to come and gnaw on your flesh at night..."

Blood spread into her eyes, and the world before her was a glaring red.

Some were indifferent, some sneered, and some even looked at her loosened collar with lewd eyes.

At that moment, Lu Chunniang's rationality broke.

"Ah——" she screamed in despair.

He screamed at the top of his lungs, feeling sad and desperate.

The shouting contained years of suppressed grievances.

There is also the sadness of being at the end of the road.

She suffered an unexpected disaster and didn't even have a chance to start over.

She was in the remote Lingnan, in the poorest and dirtiest alley.

No one would come to her.

No one would lend her a hand.

There was no place for her.

Even the person closest to her by blood in this world wanted to push her into the fire pit.

Life has been like walking on thin ice for years, with no way to reach the shore...

Lu Chunniang screamed for a long time, her voice became hoarse, and she coughed up blood from her throat.

Lying on the ground like a rag.

The noise faded away, and the crowd of onlookers fell silent at some point.

A path was cleared through the crowd.

A pair of small feet stepped out from the crowd and walked in front of the exhausted Lu Chunniang.

The flying eagle embroidered on the small shoes appeared in Lu Chunniang's bloodshot eyes, flapping its wings as if ready to fly.

The north wind is howling.

Thatched grass covered the sky.

"Are you Madam Lu?"

A little girl squatted down in front of Lu Chunniang and gently wiped the blood from her eyes:

"Our village needs a lot of clothes. Would you be willing to be our tailor?"

Lu Chunniang's swollen nose felt sore and her hoarse cry died in her throat.

In an instant, tears fell like rain.