the next day.
Song Qingyu started talking, and when she saw Erlang tied up like a dumpling beside her, she let out a sigh of relief.
At this moment, Jilang also opened his eyes.
As the night faded, he regained his sanity. The pain in his body made him frown and say, "Help me untie the rope quickly."
Song Qingyu: "Yes."
She untied the rope for Erlang.
Jilang was very satisfied.
A woman who is both well-behaved and knows how to please him in bed makes him happy.
He picked up the rope.
Seeing this, Song Qingyu stepped back a few steps: "No need, right? I won't run away anyway."
Erlang thought for a moment and said, "Okay, but please don't betray my trust."
"Don't worry, I will wait for you here obediently. Moreover, I will give you a little surprise in the evening."
"Oh..." Erlang instantly became interested and wished that night would fall immediately.
Just at this moment, the old woman's voice came from outside: "Erlang, are you still not awake?"
Erlang's face suddenly turned extremely frightened: "Here it comes, Mom."
The door opens.
Close it again.
Song Qingyu didn't even have time to see the sunlight outside the door.
forecourt.
In the lobby.
The old woman looked at the marks on Erlang's body with a puzzled look on her face: "How did you sleep last night?"
"Very good." Erlang was in high spirits.
The old woman's expression changed slightly, and the smile formed by her wrinkles became even brighter. "Really? It seems that this woman is different from the previous one."
"Yes, it's very different. Mom, you did the right thing by keeping her this time."
The old woman's eyes grew colder, but her expression remained unchanged: "You like her so much...but what about her? Does she like you?"
"You like it, right..." Erlang glanced at the room where Song Qingyu was.
Song Qingyu tried so hard to make him happy, so she must like him, right?
The old woman's expression became even uglier, but after a moment, she smiled and said to Erlang, "This is a good thing. Eat quickly, and then get back to work."
"yes."
Erlang was in a good mood. He finished his meal in no time and left home.
The old woman looked at her son's back, and her eyes instantly became vicious.
She picked up the basin on the table and walked towards the room where Song Qingyu was.
When she reached the door, she pushed it open with force.
The wooden door hit the wall with a loud bang.
Song Qingyu, who was thinking about how to escape, was startled.
When she saw it was the old woman, her expression changed slightly.
The old woman threw the basin in front of Song Qingyu and said coldly: "Eat."
There is porridge in the basin.
Only a few grains of rice were visible.
It’s more like drinking water than eating.
and.
The bowl for the porridge is very dirty.
It looked like it had never been washed.
Song Qingyu had no appetite, but she still said, "Thank you!"
"You're welcome." The old woman snorted coldly, walked around Song Qingyu, and stared at her with vicious and cold eyes, "This is all your ability."
Song Qingyu instinctively clenched her fists.
"It's only been one night, and you've already made my son fall in love with you. That's great..."
Song Qingyu pursed her lips.
"Why are you silent?" The old woman stared at Song Qingyu's profile, her tone not without sarcasm. "Why? Your methods only work on men, not women, right?"
As she spoke, she raised her hand and slapped Song Qingyu's face fiercely: "Bitch, who do you think you are? How dare you seduce my son!"
However, her slap did not hit Song Qingyu's face, but was blocked by Song Qingyu.
Although this old woman looks to be over sixty years old, she is quite strong.
Song Qingyu hadn't eaten for a day, and she used a lot of strength to finally hold the old woman's hand.
"Since you know your son likes me, then you should be polite to me. Otherwise, when he comes back, be careful that I whisper in his ear and he won't recognize you as his mother."
"Erlang is my son. Do you think you can make him abandon me, the mother he has depended on for decades?"
"If you don't believe it, you can try it."
Seeing Song Qingyu so confident, the old woman suddenly felt uneasy.
But soon, she sneered: "How arrogant! Just wait, when my son comes back, I will ask him to get rid of you immediately!"
After saying that, the old woman turned and left.
Song Qingyu was left alone in the room.
Song Qingyu looked at the closed door and closed her eyes silently.
Time flies, and it’s night in the blink of an eye.
When Erlang returned home, he saw his mother waiting for him in the main hall.
There were no lights on in the house.
The mother's face was bathed in darkness.
It was only thanks to the light coming through the moon in the sky that Erlang could see the general outline of his mother.
"Mom, why don't you turn on the light?" Erlang asked curiously, and went to turn on the light.
Although supplies in Yinluo Village were very scarce, they were not so poor that they had to light up the night.
"Don't turn on the light." The old woman's voice sounded a little strange in the darkness.
Erlang stopped what he was doing instantly and looked at the old woman in confusion.
After a while.
Finally, suppressed crying sounds came from the direction of the old woman.
Erlang was startled: "Mom, why are you crying?"
The old woman cried even louder.
Erlang rushed to his mother's feet and asked, "Mom, who bullied you?"
The old woman then raised her head.
In the moonlight, her cloudy eyes were filled with tears: "Son, that woman said you don't want me anymore, is that true?"
"Who said I don't want you anymore?"
"Song Qingyu is the woman who was sent to our house last night."
"I didn't say that, Mom! She's just talking nonsense! Don't believe her!"
The old woman blinked: "Really? You didn't lie to me?"
"Mom, why would you think that? We've been together for so many years, how could I possibly not want you?"
"That woman is the one sowing discord!" The old woman stood up angrily. "This woman's mind is too vicious. We can't let her stay—"
She picked up the knife that had been prepared on the table and handed it to Erlang: "Get rid of her. Our family cannot keep this scourge."
Erlang was stunned.
The women who were sent here before all committed suicide because they could not bear the torture.
So, although he killed many people, he never did it himself.
"mom……"
"What's wrong? Is there a problem?" The old woman stepped closer. "Are you reluctant to let go? This woman is driving a wedge between us. If this continues, she'll definitely become a nuisance. Or, have you already... stopped listening to your mother?"
"Of course not!" Erlang clenched the knife in his hand, "I... I'll go get rid of that woman right now."
The old woman showed a satisfied smile on her face: "That's right, go quickly."
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