Li Cuiliu wholeheartedly agreed.
If it weren't for her mother, how could she have become like this?
She originally wanted to beg Qian Dongfu to marry her, but unexpectedly, Aunt Qian threatened to kill herself this time!
She was really trying to commit suicide; we almost couldn't save her!
Thinking of the insults Qian Da Niang had hurled at her, Li Cuiliu felt a deep hatred for Zhou Shi.
"What a pity, if it weren't for... the Qian family wouldn't have taken back those eighty taels of silver, at least it would have allowed Niu Bao and Father to live a better life..."
Li Cuiliu subtly provoked them.
Enraged, Li Guangmao grabbed Zhou by the collar and slapped her seven or eight times across the face.
They beat Zhou until her mouth was bleeding profusely, and her face looked like a steamed bun.
If Li Guangmao hadn't wanted Zhou Shi to do the work, he probably would have beaten her to death!
In just two or three days, Zhou had already been beaten by her husband, poisoned by her daughter, and scolded by her son.
It was absolutely excruciating!
Despite the pain, Zhou went to gather firewood, set up a stove, and started a fire to cook.
"Go and fetch some water, boil it in a bit, fill the container, and then we'll continue on our way."
After the meal was ready, Li Guangmao gave further instructions.
Looking at the river far away, Zhou's stomach growled with hunger. She took a deep breath, smelled the water, and then went to fetch water, her steps unsteady.
Who knew that when Zhou returned, there was nothing left except for traces of cooking!
Zhou panicked and shouted loudly, "Niu Bao? Cui Liu? Li Guangmao?"
The surroundings were empty; only her own echo remained.
There wasn't a soul in sight.
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