It was because she disliked the shabby living quarters of the educated youth, and had to share a kang with others, so she fought with someone and snatched the right to live in the storage room, cleaned it up and moved in by herself.
The utility room was in the corner of the yard. When the old bachelor sneaked in, she struggled desperately but no one rescued her. No one else in the yard moved.
The next day she made a big fuss and reported it to the police, and they actually sent the old bachelor to jail.
But everyone in the village avoided her like the plague. After all, problems in the village were basically solved internally, and no one wanted to make a big fuss and report to the police.
She made a big deal out of it, causing all the village cadres to be criticized by their superiors. They would not be eligible for any advanced or outstanding awards in the next three years, and everyone hated her.
Everyone, including those at the educated youth center, always looked at her strangely, and she was isolated by everyone.
Just when she was feeling discouraged and didn't know what to do, a very poor man from the village came to propose marriage. In the past, she would never have agreed.
But now this man's visit made her feel like a ray of light in the darkness, and she couldn't wait to agree.
Even though this man was already thirty years old, even though he was a well-known lazy man, at least he looked good and he even brought her a new dress as a betrothal gift.
She married into the family happily, and at first the family treated her well.
But a month later she became pregnant and the man suspected it was not his.
But there is no other way to check. If I abort it, what if it is my own? If I keep it, I will feel uncomfortable. What if it is not my own?
Gradually she began to be beaten. Perhaps deep down the man wanted to use this method to kill the child in her belly, whose owner he didn't know.
She couldn't eat well, dress well, or sleep well, and her situation at home became increasingly difficult.
At this time, she thought of Song Jin again and wrote a lot. She didn't know who else she could pour out her troubles to.
At the end of the letter, she said that this was the last time she would write because she had no money to buy stamps and these were the last stamps and letter paper she had left.
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