Chapter 95: Uncovering the Identity
Xue Zhuang looked at Xu Yan'er with a dark face. At this moment, he even wanted to strangle the mother and daughter to death.
The Song family built a greenhouse a few days ago and took the initiative to come to the house. Song Zhenping had refused, but he couldn't resist his righteousness and let him in.
As a result, after only staying at the Song family for half an hour, Xu Yan'er sent someone to bring a message saying that something happened at home and asked him to go back.
Because of this, he was even laughed at by his brothers in the garrison.
Only then did Xue Zhuang realize that although Xu Yan'er was charming and could please him on the kang, she did not understand a man's heart at all.
He wanted to do great things, to go back to the garrison and make achievements, and he didn't want to fight with women on the bed every day.
Closing his eyes and taking a deep breath, Xue Zhuang suppressed his anger: Let's just live like this for now! After all, women are there to give birth to children for me.
Teach first.
If he doesn't listen after being told several times and continues to cause trouble, then beat him. He will become sensible after being beaten a few times.
Xue Zhuang adjusted his mood, walked to Xu Yan'er, gritted his teeth and whispered, "If you don't get up after I count to three, I will kill you, you idiot."
"one!"
Seeing Xue Zhuang's clenched fist, Xu Yan'er stood up suddenly, ran to Mrs. Cui tremblingly, and said in a sobbing voice: "Mother! Mother, get up soon!"
"mother……!"
In a corner of the street, Jin Sanzhong's body seemed to have no bones, leaning limply against the courtyard wall.
His neck was still wrapped in bloody gauze, which made his pale face look even more like a dead man.
He also saw the scene of Song Liyun kicking someone just now, and the shock he felt was no less than Xue Zhuang's.
Jin Sanzhong tightly gripped the wooden stick beside him, hatred in his eyes, and muttered, "No wonder the voice is so familiar, it turns out she was the one pretending to be the evil spirit that night.
No, the evil ghost was her. No, the one who hurt me was a dark shadow, like a human but not a human at the same time.
Jin Sanchong suddenly felt dizzy and the wound on the back of his neck began to throb with pain.
"Ah! I can't breathe. Go back, go back and lie down!"
After just a few days, Jin Sanzhong's already thin face became even thinner, almost like a skull covered with skin and bones.
He covered his chest and walked slowly home.
Ever since that night when Master Huang came over and successfully "exorcised" the evil spirit, the injury on Jin Sanchong's neck has gradually improved, but it has never healed.
He also had some minor illnesses. These days, he always felt anxious and short of breath at night. He had to ask Master Huang to come to his home to perform a ritual before he could fall asleep peacefully.
He felt better today, so he went out to find Han Ming.
Since he escaped that night, the two have never seen each other again.
He was seriously injured and wanted to know whether Han Ming was dead.
But when they arrived at Han Dasha's residence, they were dumbfounded. Han Dasha's house had been vacated, and the broken furniture and clothes inside had been picked up, leaving only the empty earthen kang and door frame.
After asking other people, I found out that Han Dasha was working as a hired worker in the Song family and would not come back.
Jin Sanchong only felt his scalp tingling at the time, and thought that Han Dasha was bewitched by the monster.
Now that I think about it, the Song family must have something on him. Will he betray me?
Will Song Liyun come to my house today?
Jin Sanchong stumbled back to his yard, dove into his bed, and began to yell at the top of his lungs, "Bitch, why haven't you heated up the kang yet? Are you trying to freeze me to death?"
In the kitchen, the woman heard the shouting, hurriedly dropped the clothes she was washing and ran to the main house.
Before entering the house, a wet, smelly shoe was thrown in front of me: "You damn woman, light up the kang, and bring some tea and snacks."
The woman rubbed her red, frozen fingers and whispered, "We're running low on firewood. I thought you wouldn't be back for a while."
Jin Sanzhong panted, "You bitch, you must want me to die out here. If you don't have any firewood, go find some. Go!"
In the freezing snow, the thinly dressed woman was driven out of the house.
You are not allowed to go back until you find firewood to heat the kang.
There is still snow and it is wet everywhere. Where can we find dry firewood?
The woman walked on the street in a daze.
Master Huang, who kept saying that she wanted to go with him, was on the other street. She only needed to walk over and she would have a house to shelter from the wind and snow again.
But the woman doesn't want to.
None of these men are good.
Jin Sanzhong once saved her life, giving her the opportunity to wait for her son.
In order to repay a favor, I can endure being beaten or scolded.
Master Huang forced me to compromise several times just to survive.
Her body is already dirty, so her heart cannot be dirty too.
She was unwilling to become anyone's daughter-in-law, and unwilling to bring shame to her dead husband and her son whose life or death was unknown.
The woman walked straight out of the town without even looking back.
Song Liyun delivered the acorn tofu to Boss Mu's shop and sat there for a while, listening to Boss Mu talk about Qili County.
"Today I saw many grain stores in Qili County raising their prices. Miss Song, if you want to buy more grain, do it now.
Don't you know that every year when there's a heavy snowfall, the cattle and sheep on the grasslands have to be corralled, and the Di people have nothing to do!"
Boss Mu's store has grain, but the quantity is limited. He knows that the Song family relies on buying grain for food, so he asks Song Liyun to go to Qili County to buy grain by herself.
Song Liyun frowned as she drank the coarse tea with salt in her hand and asked in confusion, "The Di people are idle. What does this have to do with the rising price of grain?"
"Oh, how can it be okay? Think about it! The Di people usually have to herd sheep and horses, and collect cow dung. They are busy, and now that they have some free time, they have to come out..."
"Come out and grab some food!"
An idea suddenly flashed through Song Liyun's mind, and the words came out of her mouth, which scared herself.
"Oh, auntie, please don't say that out loud. It will bring bad luck and disaster!"
Boss Mu panicked and started praying to the heavens: "Buddha bless you, ignorance is not a sin! Don't listen to her."
"Uncle Mu, have you forgotten that there is a garrison in Suijin Town now, and those Di people can't come."
Song Liyun felt a little funny. The newly built Suijin Pass was not made of paper, and those soldiers were not made of mud.
Boss Mu sighed: "What I'm worried about is food!
We are safe here, but other places will be in trouble.
No one knows how big the Dilu grassland is or how many tribes there are.
These horseback tribes are constantly on the move, here today, there tomorrow.
They live by following water and grass, and both men and women can ride horses and use bows. They may be herdsmen at one moment and bandits the next, making it difficult to guard against them.
If the Wu Dynasty could be absolutely safe by building a few garrisons, the Zhenbei Army would not have to be stationed at Xishi Pass all year round, and Suijin Town would not be in its current state.
You just arrived and don’t know how terrifying the Di people are!
Oh! Back then... even if there wasn't much gold, we could still trade in furs and mountain goods."
Boss Mu sighed.
Only five years had passed, yet it felt like a lifetime.
Many people in the town are waiting, waiting for those who fell into the grassland and will never come back.
(End of this chapter)
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