With a half-smile, seemingly casual, Song Yaozu effortlessly decided the course of a woman's life.
This sounded absurd, but Zhu Chunhong knew it was true.
Gossip can be a powerful force. If Song Yaozu really spreads some foul language in the village, even if some families don't believe what he says, they will still hesitate to go through with the marriage because they are afraid of rumors and being gossiped about.
Moreover, everyone in the village knows Song Yaozu's personality. He was spoiled by his parents since childhood. He must get what he wants, and if he doesn't get it, he will hold a grudge and try every means to take revenge.
Not only will she be unable to get married, but her whole family will also be in turmoil.
But if she really marries Song Yaozu...
Zhu Chunhong simply couldn't believe it.
She had seen everything the Song family had done to Song Zhaodi in the past.
They simply didn't treat women like human beings. The entire family of three relied on Song Zhaodi to do all the work, and they would beat or scold her for the slightest dissatisfaction.
That was an inhuman life.
If she marries into such a family, she'll probably end up like Granny Liu at the village entrance, working hard her whole life, forced to work in the fields right after giving birth, and never getting a single good day.
Zhu Chunhong felt as if she were trapped by this shackle called "rumors," caught in a dilemma.
In that moment of hesitation, Song Yaozu seized the opportunity. He picked Zhu Chunhong up in his arms, hoisted her onto his shoulder, and started walking home.
Zhu Chunhong felt a sudden dizziness, and when she came to her senses, she was terrified.
She desperately slapped and kicked Song Yaozu, even using her teeth.
With one bite, Song Yaozu screamed "Ah!" and instantly became angry. He fiercely threw Zhu Chunhong off his shoulder and slammed her to the ground.
It didn't feel like treating a person; it felt more like treating a lifeless sandbag.
"So you dare to bite me? I think you're tired of living!"
"If you had obediently complied, I would have been willing to give you a kind look and make your life easier in the future."
"Since you're so ungrateful, you won't have a good life for the rest of your days!"
As Song Yaozu spoke, he raised his hand without any mercy and slapped Zhu Chunhong hard across the face.
After three slaps, Zhu Chunhong was completely stunned, but a voice in her heart was still telling her something.
No matter what, I must not marry Song Yaozu. Run! Run!
She didn't care about anything else. Taking advantage of the moment when Song Yaozu, that good-for-nothing, got tired of hitting her and swung his wrist, she rolled over and scrambled away in another direction.
"Damn it, trying to run away?"
He caught up with Zhu Chunhong in a few strides, grabbed her hair, slammed her to the ground, and slapped her again.
"Try running again, and I bet I'll do it to you right here and now!"
"You're being ungrateful! Let me tell you, you have to marry me whether you want to or not!"
"I didn't want it to be this fast at first, but now I've changed my mind!"
"You'd better come home with me and stay at my house for one night. Tomorrow I'll have your mom come and pick you up, and I'll also talk to her about our wedding. We'll have the wedding banquet this month!"
After saying that, Song Yaozu grabbed Zhu Chunhong by the hair and dragged her toward his home.
"No, I don't want to!"
Zhu Chunhong struggled desperately, but she was no match for Song Yaozu's strength and the tearing pain in her scalp.
All the way, even though she had used every trick in the book and was almost exhausted, Song Yaozu still held her hair triumphantly and dragged her along.
Zhu Chunhong watched helplessly as Song Yaozu dragged her step by step to the narrow path in front of his house. Seeing that she was about to reach her doorstep, she felt a deep sense of despair.
For Zhu Chunhong, Song Yaozu's home was nothing short of a cannibalistic den.
Looking at that door, she could almost see herself being swallowed up by the demonic abyss for the rest of her life.
Chunhong was in tears, her whole body numb from crying, every nerve in her body trembling with fear.
She racked her brains, but couldn't come up with a way to escape.
What to do, what to do...
She saved Song Zhaodi back then, now who can save her?
Song Yaozu knew she wouldn't agree to give in obediently. When he said he wanted her to stay at his house for one night, he was probably just trying to force her into a fait accompli and leave her with no other choice.
Chunhong struggled to call for help, but Song Yaozu had already stuffed a rag into her mouth, so she couldn't make a sound.
The road where Song Yaozu's house was located was very remote, with almost no houses nearby, only a large, desolate forest.
She was dragged and pulled on the ground for a long time without seeing a single person, and she didn't even have a chance to call for help.
Chunhong was filled with regret and remorse, and couldn't help but blame herself.
Why is she so unlucky? Why did she have to hang around in front of Song Yaozu and provoke such a person?
She knew perfectly well that there weren't many good men in this village, so she should have made herself even uglier and more inconspicuous...
Now that she's in this predicament, she can't think of any other way out.
The light in Zhu Chunhong's eyes gradually faded, leaving her with a look of despair and emptiness.
Is she really destined to be ruined by Song Yaozu for the rest of her life?
Chunhong closed her eyes in despair.
She had almost exhausted all her strength, and her whole body was numb as Song Yaozu dragged her on the ground like a rag doll.
Just when she was despairing and thought that her life was destined to be like this, suddenly, she seemed to hear a familiar voice.
It was a young woman's voice, desperately shouting "Stop!" from afar.
That voice sounds so familiar, it sounds like... Song Zhaodi's voice.
The thought had barely crossed Chunhong's mind when she gave a self-deprecating laugh.
How is that possible?
Song Zhaodi finally managed to escape, but it's hard to say whether she's settled down in just a few months. Even if she has, she knows this village is a den of monsters that devours people, and once you're in, it's hard to get out. So why would she come back so easily?
After all, she has no family or friends here, so there's no need for her to take this risk.
Moreover, Zhu Chunhong didn't want her to be so foolish.
Now that you've run away, you should run far away and live the life you once wanted, and never set foot in this filthy, disgusting village again.
In this way, even if she might live a life of misery for the rest of her life, the thought that someone she once saved is living a good and free life far away can bring her some comfort.
Chunhong slowly exhaled, numb and trembling, on the verge of despair and utterly at the mercy of others.
Suddenly, she heard a series of hurried footsteps approaching rapidly.
Before Zhu Chunhong could even lift her heavy eyelids, she felt Song Yaozu suddenly stop dragging her.
Song Yaozu shouted—
Who are you?
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