In her past life, she had been too indulgent towards these people, which allowed them to develop a habit of taking whatever they wanted.
In this lifetime, it's time for them to taste what it's like to be trampled underfoot.
"Let's go," she said to her family, then, supporting her grandfather, she caught up with the group.
The crying and cursing behind them were gradually swallowed up by the wind and snow.
It's not worth mentioning.
Lu Jiaojiao was shivering from the cold, but she still stubbornly yelled at Shen Qingtang, "You don't deserve to be a mother! Someone like you shouldn't have given birth to me!"
Shen Qingtang didn't stop walking, but glanced back at her indifferently.
Her tone was as calm as if she were talking about someone else: "You're right, I really don't deserve it. From now on, our mother-daughter relationship is severed, and we'll have nothing to do with each other anymore."
"You!" Lu Jiaojiao didn't expect her to be so decisive, and was momentarily speechless. Then she trembled with anger—she used to threaten to sever ties with her.
Shen Qingtang would always frantically try to appease her, unlike now when she seems completely indifferent.
Shen Qingtang didn't look at her again, but instead led Pei Nian'an forward.
Images from my past life flashed through my mind.
Back then, Lu Jiaojiao would always use these words to manipulate her, and because she cared too much about this daughter, she compromised and gave in time and time again, only to be met with increasingly demanding requests in return.
Looking back now, it all seems ridiculous.
"Auntie." Pei Nian'an called softly from beside her, her little face full of gratitude as she looked up.
He was wearing a thick cotton coat, his little face was red from the cold, but he couldn't hide the warmth in his eyes. "Thank you."
He knew it perfectly well.
If it weren't for Shen Qingtang.
I'm probably just like Lu Jiaojiao right now, freezing in the cold wind.
This warmth was given by the woman in front of me.
Shen Qingtang looked down at him, her tense lips softening slightly, and ruffled his hair: "You're welcome. Follow me, I won't let you get cold."
The group moved slowly forward in the wind and snow, with the Shen family members supporting each other.
Pei Nian'an followed closely beside Shen Qingtang, her small figure exuding a sensible and resilient air.
Meanwhile, the Lu family lagged behind, huddled together in the cold, their curses torn to shreds by the wind and snow, no longer affecting Shen Qingtang in the slightest.
She knew that from the moment she said "sever ties," the debts from her past life had been cleared.
From now on, she will only walk the path of those who are worthy.
The snow fell heavier and heavier, with dense, goose-feather-like snowflakes pelting down, turning the world into a vast expanse of white, and the cold wind scraped against people's faces like knives.
Everyone in the group hunched their shoulders, walked with difficulty, and even their breaths were filled with white mist, making each step extremely difficult.
Shen Qingtang glanced at Pei Wuwang on the cart. Even though he was pale and his eyes were closed, his handsome features were still evident.
It appears even more elegant against the backdrop of white snow.
She couldn't help but reach out and gently pat his cheek, whispering, "You're quite lucky."
Lu Jin happened to see this scene.
He immediately exploded, rushing over and roaring, "Shen Qingtang! You're a married woman! How dare you lay a hand on another man!"
Shen Qingtang frowned, then slapped him again with her backhand, her voice as cold as ice: "Shut up, try barking like a dog again?"
Lu Jin was stunned by the beating, covering his red and swollen face, his eyes filled with disbelief.
In his eyes, Shen Qingtang was like a madwoman—the woman who once held him in the palm of her hand and had eyes only for him.
Now, not only does she beat and scold him frequently, but she is also so "intimate" with other men.
At this moment, the Lu family also gathered around.
Mother Lu trembled as she cursed, "This is utterly disgraceful! You have completely disgraced the Lu family!" Second Uncle Lu, Third Uncle Lu, and Aunt Lu echoed her, their words constantly emphasizing "womanly virtue" and "shame."
Shen Qingtang's eyes flashed with a sharp light. Before they could finish speaking, she slapped them hard across the face several times.
Aren't you cold?
She raised her voice, her tone sarcastic, "Instead of meddling in other people's business, you should think about how to save your own life."
The people who were hit covered their faces, feeling both pain and anger, but were too cold to speak.
The heavy snow is still raging.
Their thin clothes offered no protection from the cold, and they were all shivering.
He hugged his arms tightly, his teeth chattering.
They no longer had the energy to scold them.
In the chaos, when Chen's mother saw Lu Jiaojiao's lips turning purple from the cold, she finally softened.
She quietly pulled a thin cotton coat from her bosom, stuffed it into her hand, and whispered, "Put this on quickly, don't get cold."
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