In her impression, this third sister has always been timid and is the most afraid of Wei's mother. Even if she was beaten to death, she would not dare to steal Wei's mother's things, let alone the keys.

"How dare you? Why?" Wei Rou asked.

Wei Sanmei lowered her head, and in the moonlight, her figure looked thin and small, as if she could be blown away by a gust of wind.

She twisted her hands together, as if she was struggling, or thinking about what to say.

After a while, she slowly raised her head and said softly: "Because..."

"because……"

After hesitating for a long time, she finally said, "Because I don't want to be forced to marry someone I don't want to marry."

Hearing this, Wei Rou's eyes widened slightly, and there was even more surprise in her eyes.

It was also at this moment that Wei Rou discovered that her third sister, who usually seemed quiet, was actually so opinionated.

But it is also true that in this family, if you don’t have your own opinions and only listen to Mother Wei, you are doomed to die.

My third sister is now fourteen years old and is about to get married.

Yes, no one wants to be forced to marry someone they don’t like or want to be married to.

Perhaps, the third sister also felt that they might share the same suffering in the future, so she helped her.

Thinking this way, Wei Rou could understand.

"Okay, thank you then. You helped me this time. If you encounter any problems in the future, I will also help you." Even though they were sisters, Wei Rou didn't want to owe them a favor.

Wei Sanmei still lowered her head and hummed softly.

Wei Rou had long been accustomed to her third sister's behavior, and as she was hungry, she ignored her.

He picked up the key and quickly opened the cabinet.

I immediately saw the bowl of fish soup placed in the front.

There were still a few pieces of fish floating in the fish soup.

Even though the fish soup was cold, Wei Rou, who had not eaten anything else in the past two days and was only barely filling her stomach with peach cakes, didn't care at all.

She immediately took a sip of the fish soup, then picked up the chopsticks and started eating voraciously without even raising her head.

Wei Rou, who had her back to Wei Sanmei, did not notice that when she took the first sip of the fish soup, Wei Sanmei, who had been lowering her head, slowly raised her head and looked at her.

In the moonlight, her dim eyes and half of her face covered by her hair were reflected, making it impossible to see the emotions on her face at the moment.

Her lips moved, as if she said something silently, but also as if she said nothing.

Wei Rou was so hungry that even though the fish soup and fish were cold, she still felt they were delicious. Moreover, in this era of meat shortage and at home, fish was a rare meat.

I had just finished eating, and for some reason, I felt dizzy for a moment.

Wei Rou shook her head to try to relieve the dizziness, but the dizziness became more and more severe, and the little strength her body had originally had from the fish soup was gone again.

What's going on? What's wrong with me? Even if I'm too hungry, it should have happened before, not now.

She had just drunk the fish soup and was gradually not feeling so hungry anymore.

But the dizziness in my head was getting worse.

The bowl and chopsticks in Wei Rou's hands fell weakly.

Wei Sanmei, who was originally behind her, appeared beside her at some point, and when her bowl was about to fall to the ground, she quickly reached out to catch it.

Wei Rou's body gradually became unbalanced and she seemed to be about to fall.

"Sister, I'm sorry."

"I just don't want to marry someone I don't want to marry."

Wei Sanmei spoke to her softly, with an apologetic look in her timid eyes.

What does this mean? Why should I say sorry to her?

At this moment, another person appeared in the kitchen, and that person slowly walked towards Wei Rou from the darkness.

It was not until the moonlight fell on the man that Wei Rou could barely see the man clearly after coming out of her dizziness.

It turned out to be her mother.

Mother Wei slowly approached Wei Rou with a smug smile on her face, "You stupid girl, you still want to fight me."

"If I tell you to marry me, you should marry me obediently."

"How dare you mess with me."

"I can only show you my skills."

Mother Wei waved her hand and said, "Okay, go back to sleep. Don't worry, you did a good job on this matter. I won't marry you to Lame Old Six."

Lame Laoliu, a lame widower in his forties in the village, had married three wives.

He beat his first wife so badly that she hanged herself.

The second one was beaten by him and committed suicide by jumping into the river.

The third one was also frightened by his beating and ran away.

Even though Lame Laoliu had a big brick house and money, no girl dared to marry him.

Marrying Lame Laoliu is a dead end.

"Thank you, mother."

Wei Rou looked at the two people in front of her, her eyes slightly widened. At this moment, there was nothing she didn't understand.

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“You, you…”

It turns out that Wei Sanmei and Wei's mother are in cahoots.

It turned out that when Wei Sanmei said that she didn't want to marry someone who didn't want to marry, she was not expressing her sympathy for her as the eldest sister, but she really didn't want to be married to Lame Laoliu by Wei's mother.

Therefore, Wei Sanmei chose to listen to Wei's mother and plot against her together.

And she actually believed it.

No wonder, no wonder Wei Sanmei wanted to say sorry to her.

Wei Rou just felt that she was extremely ridiculous.

She wanted to say something, but at this moment she seemed to have no strength to speak.

Her legs went weak and she fell to the ground with a thud.

Not only that, Wei Rou also felt her whole body suddenly getting hot, and she had the urge to take a cold shower and tear off her clothes.

But she has no strength.

Wei Rou knew that she had been drugged.

It's in that bowl of fish soup.

But it's too late.

She felt weak and hot all over, and even had difficulty raising her hands. She looked like she was at the mercy of others.

"Is it ready?" At this time, two more people came into the kitchen.

One was a man Wei Rou didn't know, and the other one, the one who just spoke, was Yang Zhiwen.

"Okay, okay, take it away." Wei's mother smiled flatteringly at Yang Zhiwen.

"Brother, carry her away." Yang Zhiwen said to the man.

"Carry it away, carry it away, hehe..." The man smiled foolishly after hearing what Yang Zhiwen said.

This person was Yang Zhiwen’s stupid brother, Yang Zhigang.

Yang Zhigang pretended to carry Wei Rou up.

No, no, I don't want to go...

Wei Rou shouted frantically in her heart.

But she opened her mouth repeatedly, but was unable to utter a word.

She turned her pleading eyes to Wei's mother and Wei's third sister, hoping that they would save her.

Mom, Sanniu, save me, I really can’t go.

If I went to the Yang family, I might be humiliated or beaten to death.

Please, save me, don't let me go.

Wei Rou's tearful and pleading eyes looked pitiful no matter how you looked at her. If it were a soft-hearted person, they might have helped Wei Rou at this time.

But how could Wei's mother and Wei's third sister, who had jointly set up this trap, be soft-hearted and go back on their word?

When Wei Sanmei saw Wei Rou's eyes, she looked away guiltily and lowered her head.

But Wei's mother simply ignored it.