Old Lu sat down with the villagers of Dawancun and talked about the difficulties they had encountered on their journey to escape famine.
Originally, the villagers of Dawan Village fled together as a whole village.
However, they encountered robbers along the way, and the Lu family got separated from the villagers. After that, the Lu family traveled alone on their escape route.
I never expected to run into him here again.
Both Old Man Lu and Madam Su felt that the road ahead would be easier.
After all, when people from the same village gather together and encounter robbers, their chances of winning are always higher.
However, the elderly couple were clearly too optimistic.
After a brief reminiscing, someone stared sourly at the Lu family's oxcart: "Having an oxcart is really different. When the sun is high, you can rest and not move, and then set off when the sun is lower. Even if you're traveling, you can do it faster than us on two legs."
The speaker was Gao Shumei, the wife of Zhou Er, who was paralyzed. Because her husband was paralyzed and they had three children to support, he liked to take advantage of others.
Out of consideration for the Zhou family's difficulties, everyone turned a blind eye and didn't hold it against her, but they didn't like her in their hearts.
Hearing her words, many people began to secretly observe the Lu family.
The other members of the Lu family were not much different from them; they were all dressed in rags and looked emaciated. But the young wife of the Lu family did not look like she had come out to escape famine.
Other people's wives were thin and pale from hunger, but the youngest daughter-in-law of the Lu family had a fair and tender face, rosy complexion, and black hair. It was clear at a glance that even when they were fleeing famine, her family had not let her suffer any hardship.
But looking at how thin and pale the eldest and second daughters-in-law of the Lu family were, it seemed that it wasn't that the Lu family elders favored her, but rather that the third son of the Lu family doted on his wife.
Everyone in the village knows that Lu Shiyan is capable. He often goes into the mountains to hunt alone, and it is because of his hunting skills that he was able to marry such a delicate young wife.
Fang Peiru and most of the villagers thought that Jiang Tangtang was able to grow up so fair and tender during the famine because Lu Shiyan took good care of her along the way.
She had always admired Lu Shiyan, but no matter how handsome her cousin was, he was just a farmer who could hunt, and he couldn't compare to Ah Jun, the village chief's son, who was good at studying and had a promising future.
Both men have their own strengths, which makes her unable to make up her mind for a while.
Unexpectedly, after she hesitated for a few days, her cousin angrily married the female demon.
Seeing her cousin after some time apart, she noticed he had become even more handsome. Meanwhile, the scholar Ah Jun, whom she had hesitated to marry, had died on the road due to his frail health and inability to endure the hardships of fleeing famine.
Thinking it over, my third cousin is still the best.
She wanted to go up and greet her third cousin, but when she looked down and saw her tattered straw sandals with her toes sticking out and her dirty clothes, she gritted her teeth and resisted the urge to go up.
If I go to my cousin looking like this, won't I be completely outshone by the Jiang family?
She needs to sort things out before trying to win back her cousin's heart.
Fang Peiru bit her finger, thinking about how to make herself look more presentable.
On the other hand, Gao Shumei had made it a habit to take advantage of others, and when she saw the Lu family's oxcart, she subconsciously wanted to take advantage of it as well.
She walked up to Jiang Tangtang and said, "Sanlang's wife, look at your fair face, it's as white as tofu. Your husband must have been hunting a lot to nourish you, right?"
She started wiping away tears and feigning pitifulness, "My aunt's children are pitiful. Their father is paralyzed, and fearing he would be a burden to us during our famine, he strangled himself to death on the wooden bed with his belt. Your aunt is just a woman, and it's really tough for her to be fleeing famine with several children. Please help your aunt!"
She pushed three children, who were as dirty as lumps of coal, in front of Jiang Tangtang, trying to elicit Jiang Tangtang's sympathy.
Before Jiang Tangtang could even speak, Luo Taohua jumped up, like a rooster ready for battle. "Aunt Zhou, whose family isn't struggling? Our children are practically skin and bones from hunger, how can we have time to care for yours? Besides, my third brother is injured, are you blind? What kind of prey could he possibly hunt?"
Gao Shumei took a step back after being sprayed with Luo Taohua's spittle, and said unhappily, "I didn't tell you, why are you so agitated? I'm asking about Sanlang's wife."
“That’s what I meant too.” Jiang Tangtang pulled Lu Chenyan over and said, “My little one is still hungry, how can you have the spare energy to help you? I’d like your aunt to help me.”
Looking at the child in front of her, who was as thin as a bean sprout, Gao Shumei was speechless.
How come Lu Sanlang and his wife both look like they have plenty of food, yet their only son is starving like this?
Little did she know that this was all just artistic effect created by the author for the sake of the plot, regardless of whether it conformed to reality.
Jiang Tangtang was positioned by the author as a seductive and shameless villain who needed to have a perfect face and figure to seduce the magistrate's philandering illegitimate son. Therefore, the author endowed her with various essential characteristics of a beauty, such as not being able to tan and having naturally supple skin.
As the male lead, Lu Shiyan naturally has a different kind of advantage due to his protagonist aura.
As for Lu Chenyan, who dies at the very beginning, the author won't waste any ink on him.
Having a flawless appearance is simply to highlight the male lead's superior genes.
Seeing Gao Shumei looking at Lu Chenyan with suspicion, yet still unwilling to give up and standing there, Jiang Tangtang said again, "Auntie, I see your water pouch is bulging, it must be full of water! My husband doesn't even have water to boil medicine, could you please give us your water to help him out in this emergency!"
"Where would I get water! There's just a little mud in here, not enough for my children to drink, where would I get more for you? If you need water, go ask your aunt." Gao Shumei hurriedly covered the water bag, turned and ran away.
At this moment, Lu Cuilan, the younger sister-in-law who was singled out by Gao Shumei, was talking badly about Jiang Tangtang to Madam Su.
"Sister-in-law, no matter how much Sanlang likes that vixen, he can't just give all the food he earns to her, can he? It's one thing for others, but Yanwa is his own son. How can he bear to let his child starve like this?"
Madam Su glared at her sister-in-law, "Don't talk nonsense, your third nephew isn't that kind of person!"
Before his injury, every time his third son found something in the mountains, he would hand it over to her and let her distribute it.
On the contrary, she herself would occasionally cut back on her grandson's food because she disliked that he was mute.
Unfortunately, he couldn't speak properly, and Jiang was a carefree and unreliable person. The youngest son was busy all day long, and in the end, no one noticed.
Looking at her little grandson, who was as thin as a bean sprout, Su felt inexplicably guilty and couldn't help but go to see her injured third son.
Looking at her son, who was sitting upright with his eyes closed as if he were asleep, Madam Su felt inexplicably apprehensive.
Lu Cuilan did not notice her sister-in-law's unusual behavior and continued, "Sister-in-law, I know Sanlang's character. I didn't say I didn't trust Sanlang. I'm saying that Jiang Shi is like a vixen, always clinging to Sanlang. What good things does he have? He gives them all to her. If you ask me, you should marry a virtuous wife. You and my brother should not have agreed to let Sanlang marry such a vixen in the first place."
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