The strong wind blew up heavy snowflakes, tearing the mountain village to pieces.
Huang's skinny fingers were bleeding from the sack. Her daughter-in-law Tao Chunhua's nails had dug into her flesh. She gritted her teeth and said, "Let go, old man!"
Old Mrs. Huang held on to the bag desperately and was dragged to the ground. Her head and body were covered with snow, and her teeth were knocked out. The blood foam mixed with the broken teeth dyed the patch on her chest red.
In a trance, she heard San'er's clear voice: "Mother, when I win the first place in the imperial examination, I will make you a golden hairpin."
That year, the youngest son, clutching the money he had earned from selling his eldest granddaughter, disappeared at the end of the official road, looking back every few steps.
She struggled to utter words with blood and tears, "No, I won't die. I can't die! The third brother will be back soon to take me to the capital to enjoy a good life. I can't die!"
Huang Niu laughed sarcastically and said, "Are you still thinking about that ungrateful old man? Stop dreaming. He hasn't even sent a letter in such a long time. I'm afraid he doesn't want you anymore!"
The grandchildren also kicked and stomped on Old Lady Huang, "You old fool, let go now."
Old Mrs. Huang felt a pain in her back, her hands loosened, and the bag in her hands was snatched away by Huang Niu.
She lay on the ground with her face half turned sideways, shouting unwillingly: "Old Third, please come back and pick me up soon. I'm looking forward to seeing you every day!"
The Huang Niu family was holding the bags and were about to take the food away happily, but they saw several men in black standing at the door with sneers on their faces.
“Boom!”
The bag in Mr. Huang's hand fell to the ground, and he began to tremble uncontrollably.
“You…you guys…”
The leading black-clad man asked coldly, "Are you Huang Youwei's family?"
Old Mrs. Huang's eyes lit up, and she crawled to them, "Sir, I am, I am, I am his mother. Was it my son who arranged for me to come and enjoy my life?"
When Huang Niu heard this, he rubbed his hands with a big smile on his face and said, "I am his elder brother. He must take my family with him when he goes to enjoy the good life!"
Tao Chunhua quickly helped the old lady and echoed, "Yes, yes, that's my brother! We are all family, even if our bones are broken, our tendons are still connected."
Her son Huang Xiaoman raised his head and asked happily: "Mom, can we live in a big house and eat meat every meal in the future?"
Tao Chunhua let go, turned around and hugged him in her arms, kissed his dirty face hard, "Yes, from now on we will be the superior people, not only will we have good food and drink, but we will also have servants to serve us!"
Old Lady Huang interrupted her, straightened her spine, and sneered: "Bah, you are a bunch of bastards, I won't allow you to follow me to fight against the third brother!"
The yellow ox also asked anxiously: "Sir, can we set off now?"
The man in black responded with a half-smile, "Get on your way. Haha, right! We are here to take you on your way!"
Before Old Lady Huang could react, she saw a flash of cold light and a sharp blade piercing her body.
Mr. Huang and his family also fell to the ground one after another.
Old Lady Huang vaguely heard the man in black say, "Master Huang is about to marry the daughter of the Prime Minister. How can he let anyone know that he has family members like you? Pah!"
so……
Was she killed by her most beloved, precious and most anticipated youngest son?
No, she was unwilling to accept it. She obviously favored her eldest son and the youngest son so much, but why did they all want her to die?
"Dalong...I'm sorry..."
It was only then that she remembered the eldest brother's family whom she had tortured to death.
"If I could start all over again, I would never be so confused again. I would love you all very much..."
Flames surged all around, illuminating her desolate and desperate eyes.
The wind and snow got stronger.
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"Mom! You can't sell Jingjing. She is your granddaughter. You can't sell her to a fool as a child bride!"
The sudden sound woke Old Mrs. Huang up suddenly.
The scene before me seemed familiar, like a dream.
Is she really reborn?
Just as she was stunned, Chen Jingui, with her big belly, had already knelt on the ground and started to kowtow.
"Mom, I beg you! I can't explain this to Dalong!"
Every voice is filled with tears and every word is full of blood.
Old Mrs. Huang suddenly recalled that it was on this day in her previous life that she sold her eldest granddaughter Huang Jingjing to the stupid son of the wealthy Lin family in the next village.
The eldest daughter-in-law, Chen Jingui, knelt on the ground and begged her despite being pregnant, but she was blinded by greed at that time.
He insisted that Huang Jingjing was a money-loser. She had already accepted ten taels of silver from the Lin family, so if she wanted to redeem her, she had to find a way herself.
Seeing there was no hope of saving her daughter, Chen Jingui hanged herself in her room that night, leaving two lives.
A month later, the eldest son who had returned from the gold mine saw his wife and daughters dead or sold, and he was so upset that he crashed into Chen Jingui's tombstone and died.
The blood mixed with white brain matter frightened her so much that she stayed in bed for several months.
Half a year later, the Lin family's idiot son fell into the river and drowned. The Lin family then became cruel and sold Huang Jingjing to a brothel, and there has been no news of her since then.
Thinking of this, Old Mrs. Huang jumped up from the recliner and helped Chen Jingui up.
"Old man, get up quickly. You are still pregnant. Lie down quickly."
She looked at Chen Jingui, her gentle and virtuous daughter-in-law, whose face was now ashen and half of her forehead was stained with blood.
She quickly pressed it with her handkerchief, and her tone became a little softer: "Don't say anything for now, I'll go get Jingjing back!"
"Mom! Wait for me..."
Behind him, Chen Jingui chased after him without caring about his injuries.
Old Mrs. Huang, holding a kitchen knife, trotted all the way to Linjia Village, kicked open the door of the Lin family, but was shocked and angry at the scene in front of her.
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