Chapter 217 Song Lanlan’s request and Pan Xiazi’s fate!

For so many years, everyone said she was a failed woman who couldn't give birth to a son!

Feeling guilty, she allowed Pan Xia Zi to beat her and Old Lady Pan to insult and scold her.

Now, someone told her that her inability to have a son was not her problem and that she was a great mother!

She felt like she was both in the clouds and in hell, with a fire burning in her chest.

After the issue of having a son was resolved, Liu Dazhu began negotiations with the villagers of Shangwan Village.

Mingdai didn't go over, but looked at the silent Deng Yu'e. Her reaction was too calm.

After a while, the results came out. Mingdai knew without asking that Shangwan Village had suffered a heavy loss!

In addition to the oil press in Shangwan Village being transferred to Liujiawan, Pan Xiazi was whipped thirty times as a punishment and was also responsible for picking up feces, providing at least fifty kilograms of dry feces to Liujiawan every month.

As for the baby in Song Lanlan's belly, they didn't want it and let Song Lanlan deal with it herself.

Except for old lady Pan who was lying on the ground crying and shouting that it was not possible, no one else had any opinion.

Aunt Huang felt that the punishment was too light for Pan Xiazi, so she pinched Liu Dazhui, wanting him to increase the punishment. Liu Dazhui withstood the pressure and did not make a sound.

No, wife, Sheung Wan Village offers too much!

Aunt Huang rolled her eyes and turned to persuade Deng Yu'e.

"You know now that it's not your fault that you can't have a son, so don't waste your time with him. You're still young, you can find another one."

Deng Yu'e looked at her and smiled sincerely for the first time in many years.

"No, I'll just stay with him. For so many years, he hit me and scolded me, and I endured it all. Now that he can't move, I have to take good care of him."

She spoke softly, just like usual, but Aunt Huang shuddered when she heard it.

How can it be so intrusive!

After returning from Shangwan Village, Song Lanlan behaved very well all the way and didn't say a word.

When they arrived at the brigade headquarters, as soon as they entered the door, Song Lanlan knelt on the ground with a plop and made three loud noises, which scared everyone.

Before anyone could speak, Song Lanlan started singing again while crying. It was obvious that she was addicted to acting!

"Captain! I don't want to go to the farm either!"

"Captain! I promise to obey!"

"Captain! Please let me stay!!"

"Stop howling!"

Before Zhou Sinian was about to beat her to death, Liu Dazhu spoke.

"Where are you going if not to the farm? We don't dare keep you in the village!"

Song Lanlan looked at him and made up her mind: "In the mountains! Find me a family in the mountains, and I will marry in the mountains!"

Aunt Huang stared at her in amazement: "Are you crazy? What are you thinking about?"

Song Lanlan sat on the ground paralyzed: "Wuwu, I don't want to either. If I am sent to the farm for reform, I will still have an affair with someone else just to get out of the farm! Wouldn't it be even more embarrassing then?

I have no choice, I can't control myself!"

Ming Dai: . . . . .

What kind of brain circuit is this!!

"In this case, I might as well marry someone from the mountains. This way I won't bring trouble to the village, and I can keep the child."

She stroked her belly tenderly: "This is my first child, I want to keep her. I know that the men in the mountains don't mind marrying a divorced woman with a child. I should be considered one too, right?"

Aunt Huang wanted to say that it didn’t count, but it also seemed like it did count, as she was blocked and couldn’t say anything.

Liu Qingmin on the side thought it was okay and that this was the safest way. After all, Song Lanlan had just said that she basically couldn't protect herself.

Mingdai admired her very much!

Even after all this, you're still thinking about getting married?

Thinking of this, she also asked: "Have you ever thought about aborting the child and starting over, living alone?"

Song Lanlan looked at her with eyes that you didn't understand: "Women, you have to get married eventually."

Ming Dai: . . . . .

Forget it, there’s no point in persuading him. There’s no point in persuading him at all!

Finally, under Liu Qingmin's persuasion, Liu Dazhu agreed to Song Lanlan's request.

Song Lanlan was delighted for a second. She got up from the ground, bowed to several people and expressed her gratitude.

Before leaving, she asked Mingdai to check on her. After learning that the child was fine, she left, holding her belly with a happy look on her face.

"Good boy, you will have a good dad soon, different from that ugly guy..."

Everyone in the room looked at each other and fell silent.

Sometimes, I envy her mental state!

At night, Sheung Wan Village, at Pan Xiazi’s house.

Pan Xiazi slowly woke up from the pain, howling and looking at Deng Yu'e beside him.

These thirty lashes almost cost him his life!

Deng Yu'e was picking up the wick of an oil lamp. When she heard him calling for help, she did not turn around and just let him roar helplessly.

Seeing that she didn't serve him immediately, Pan Xiazi reached out to grab her hair.

He raised his hand and found that his fingers were in great pain, so he lifted it up and took a look!

“Uoooooooooooooooo!!!”

There are shiny blisters all over it, and you can tell at a glance that they were caused by perming!

Deng Yu'e looked at him with a smile: "Does it hurt a lot? When my boss was little, he was burned by you and it hurt like this. But don't worry, I have a way to treat you."

Under Pan Xiazi's horrified eyes, Deng Xiu'e blocked his mouth, grabbed his hands tightly, and tore open the blisters on his hands little by little, pulling downwards in the direction of the broken blisters.

The pain of having the blisters torn open is no less than peeling the skin.

By the time both hands had been torn, Pan Xia Zi had already died of pain several times.

His hands were also covered in blood, with no good flesh left.

Deng Yu'e took out the wine bottle and poured it over. As Pan Xiazi twitched violently, she spoke slowly: "It's bleeding. We need to disinfect it properly."

Finally, Pan Xiazi fainted from fear.

Deng Yu'e stood up and looked down at the man who had tortured her for half her life, only to realize how insignificant he was.

She smiled gently: "Don't worry, I will never divorce you in this life. We must be together for a long time. Only in this way can I return all the pain you have inflicted on me and my daughter for so many years bit by bit!"

Pan Xiazi, who was in a coma, couldn't help but tremble, as if he had a nightmare.

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