"It's a hangover. My second brother used to have this too when he drank too much."
Wang Yunyun observed Chen Wanping's expression and, seeing that she didn't suspect anything, secretly felt relieved and started talking about other things.
Zhou Qiaoyun was washing clothes on the washboard in the courtyard when she saw Chen Wanping and Wang Yunyun coming out, bickering. She smiled sarcastically and said, "The two young ladies are getting along better and better now."
Chen Wanping ignored Zhou Qiaoyun and pulled Wang Yunyun aside to play.
Ever since her maternal grandfather and aunt took her in, she has severed ties with Zhou Qiaoyun, who had previously taken good care of her.
Zhou Qiaoyun was naturally unhappy and almost ruined the clothes in the basin.
While hanging up the laundry, Zhou Qiaoyun saw Chen Wanping standing alone in the yard, supporting her back. She tentatively smiled and said, "Wang the scoundrel spent the night here last night and left early this morning."
"Seventh Aunt, are you saying that Sixth Aunt has an affair with that scoundrel Wang? Please, don't speak ill of Sixth Aunt in front of me anymore, okay?"
Chen Wanping ignored Zhou Qiaoyun and went inside.
Zhou Qiaoyun snorted dismissively.
...
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The story of Song Caixing was widely circulated in the village.
Some said she had become a slut, others said she was unclean, and still others said even more outrageous things.
There are all sorts of opinions.
This left the sixteen-year-old Song Caixing helpless.
Her eyes were swollen from crying, and she thought about dying.
Old Mrs. Zhou would run around cursing and swearing every few days, mocking the Song family's daughter for being a slut and shameless.
Listening to Old Lady Zhou's mockery and cursing, Song Caixing tied a rope to the beam, stood on a chair, and put the knotted rope around her neck.
The gossip in the village was too much for her to bear.
She didn't even dare to leave the house.
She felt that people were pointing and whispering about her whenever someone passed by her gate.
Her reputation is ruined; her life is over.
She'll never get married again; her life is over.
The stool under my feet fell to the ground with a thud.
Song Yinhua was feeding the chickens when she heard the sound of a stool falling over coming from the window on the back wall of the house. She immediately dropped the vegetables she was holding and rushed into the house.
Looking up, I saw Song Caixing hanging from the roof beam, her legs splayed out.
She immediately stepped forward, grabbed Song Caixing's legs, and lifted her up, saying, "Caixing, don't do anything rash, quickly remove the rope."
When Song Caixing, who had wanted to end her life, was about to die, she was filled with fear and became afraid of dying.
Fortunately, her older sister rushed in to save her, and she immediately pulled her head out of the knotted rope.
She coughed violently as she breathed in the air again.
"Cough cough cough..."
After confirming that Song Caixing was alright, Song Yinhua lashed out at Song Caixing.
"Caixing, you did nothing wrong, why are you hurting yourself like this?"
Having just survived a brush with death, Song Caixing burst into tears. "The villagers always point fingers at me, and Grandma Zhou called me a slut. I have no face to live anymore."
Grandma Zhou outside was still cursing, calling her a slut and talking nonsense.
“Cai Xing, give your older sister a little more time. Your older sister will help you get justice and clear your name.”
"But my body has been seen naked, and Grandma Zhou curses me every day on the street, calling me a slut... a slut... boohoo..."
For sixteen-year-old Song Caixing, even these two most vicious words used to curse women are beyond her ability to utter.
"The more fiercely Grandma Zhou curses now, the more miserably she'll cry in a few days! Your second brother has been inquiring about the whereabouts of that charlatan these past few days."
"Why are you asking about him?" Song Caixing is now afraid whenever she thinks of that conman.
"That swindler said himself that day that he had performed exorcisms for many people in the village, which means that he may have done the same thing to other women in the village as well."
Before your incident, Grandma Zhou boasted to others that a fortune teller had read the fortunes of all her family members, saying they were all destined for good fortune.
Upon hearing Song Yinhua's words, Song Caixing recalled something.
"Sister, the day that swindler bullied me, I heard him say that Grandma Zhou spent three hundred yuan to ask him to bring good fortune to her granddaughter."
Do you know which granddaughter it is?
Song Caixing shook her head, "The liar didn't say, but I knew she was Grandma Zhou's granddaughter."
The two sisters talked for a while, and Song Caixing's emotions calmed down.
Song Yinhua hasn't gone anywhere these past few days, staying home with Song Caixing every day, afraid that she might do something foolish in a moment of despair.
Song Caixing promised that she would not do anything foolish again.
I've died once, that's enough. I don't dare go through it a second time.
Song Yinhua poured Song Caixing a glass of water and asked her to sit down and rest for a while.
The water in the glass is very clear.
Song Caixing took a sip, and a sweet taste flowed from her throat into her stomach, instantly giving her a feeling of refreshment.
It was very relaxing and enjoyable.
"This water tastes really good, it even seems a little sweet." Song Caixing looked at Song Yinhua, "Big sister, is this well water?"
“It’s well water!” Song Yinhua said.
Actually, this was spiritual spring water that she drew from her spatial dimension.
Every time she drinks the spiritual spring water in the space or eats the fruit in the space, she feels better and more energetic.
She secretly added some spiritual spring water to her own water tank, hoping to keep Cai Xing in a good mood.
I'm afraid my family will notice if I dilute the spring water too much.
If you don't add enough, it won't have any effect on Cai Xing.
She then poured a cup of spiritual spring water directly from her spatial storage.
"Is the well water really that good?" Song Caixing gulped down the whole cup of water. "Is there any more? I want more."
"You sit here and rest, I'll go fetch water from the well." After Song Yinhua went out, she quickly came back in with a pot of spiritual spring water. "Caixing, I've fetched a pot of well water."
Song Caixing smiled happily.
She herself didn't realize that her mood had improved.
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At night, the moon hangs high, illuminating the ground brightly.
Song Erzhuang carried a carrying pole and a basket on one shoulder as he returned home.
Old Mrs. Zhou's daily cursing begins after Song Erzhuang leaves home and ends just before he finishes work and returns home.
Ever since Song Erzhuang finally lost his temper and got into a fight with her many years ago, whenever Old Lady Zhou bullies her poor neighbor, she will pick a fight when the neighbor's breadwinner is not at home.
"Honey, I'm home!"
"Silver flowers? Colorful apricots?"
There was no one in any of the rooms.
Song Erzhuang lifted the lid of the pot in the kitchen, revealing a pot of white porridge that had been cooked.
"Where has Qiao Guilan gone again?"
Song Erzhuang shouted in his deep, rough voice.
Upon hearing this, the two sisters, who were watering the fruit trees on the hillside above the house, ran over with their basins, saying, "Dad, you're watering the fruit trees."
Where is your mother?
"I'm still taking care of my uncle's kids."
Song Erzhuang was dissatisfied, but when he thought that he was taking care of his elder brother's granddaughter, he stopped being angry.
"I'm going to your uncle's house to see your mother." Song Erzhuang said, turning to leave, but then he glanced at the fruit tree casually. "The fruit has grown so tall?"
“I water them every day and also give the fruit trees natural fertilizer, that’s why they grow so well,” Song Yinhua explained. “Dad, look at our vegetables, they’re all lush and green.”
Song Erzhuang glanced at the hilltop and the vegetable garden in front of the house; the vegetables were growing very beautifully.
He went to the vegetable garden, picked some cucumbers and some greens, and then took them to his elder brother's house.
Qiao Guilan fed Song Erniu's daughter like an old nanny. The child moved around a lot while eating, and if she didn't like the food, she would spit it out, getting rice all over Qiao Guilan.
Tang Suxiang felt sorry for her family's food and scolded Qiao Guilan like a servant, blaming her for not cherishing the food and not feeding her properly.
Song Hanwen and his wife were also present.
When scolded in front of her juniors, Qiao Guilan looked embarrassed and tried to defend herself with a forced smile.
Tang Suxiang glanced at Qiao Guilan and looked down on her from the bottom of her heart.
Song Hanwen and his wife were discussing their plans to open a factory and start a business. They were discussing things carefully and occasionally chatted with Tang Suxiang, but they didn't look at Qiao Guilan at all, treating her like she was invisible.
This scene was witnessed by Song Erzhuang, who was delivering cucumbers and vegetables and calling Qiao Guilan home.
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