Xue Zhuang stared at Xu Yan'er with a dark expression. At that moment, he even felt like strangling the mother and daughter.
The Song family set up a greenhouse a few days ago. They took the initiative to visit, and Song Zhenping had declined, but they couldn't resist his sense of justice and righteousness and let him in.
As a result, after only half an hour at the Song family's house, Xu Yan'er sent someone to tell him that there was something going on at home and that he needed to go back.
For this, he even got a few laughs from his brothers at the garrison.
Xue Zhuang then realized that although Xu Yan'er was charming and could please him in bed, she didn't understand men's hearts at all.
He wanted to do great things, to return to the garrison and make a name for himself, and didn't want to fight with women in bed every day.
Closing his eyes and taking a deep breath, Xue Zhuang suppressed his anger: Let's just live like this for now! Anyway, women are all there to bear children for me.
Let's teach them first.
If you still won't listen after being told several times and keep causing trouble, then hit you. After a few times, you'll learn your lesson.
Xue Zhuang composed himself, walked to Xu Yan'er's side, gritted his teeth and whispered, "If you don't get up after I count to three, I'll beat you to death, you idiot."
"one!"
Seeing Xue Zhuang's clenched fist, Xu Yan'er jumped to her feet, ran trembling to Granny Cui, and cried out, "Mother! Mother, get up quickly!"
"mother……!"
In a corner of the street, Kim Sam-joong leaned limply against the courtyard wall, his body seemingly boneless.
His neck was still wrapped in blood-stained gauze, which made his pale face look even more like that of a dead man.
He had also witnessed Song Liyun kicking someone, and his shock was no less than Xue Zhuang's.
Kim Sam-jung gripped the wooden stick beside him tightly, his eyes filled with hatred, and muttered to himself, "No wonder the voice sounded so familiar, so the evil ghost from that night was her in disguise."
No, that's not right, the evil spirit is her. No, that's not right either, what hurt me was a dark shadow, like a human but not quite.
Kim Sam-joong suddenly felt dizzy, and the wound on the back of his neck began to throb.
"Ah! I can't breathe, go back, go back to lie down!"
Just a few days later, Kim Sam-joong's already thin face became even thinner, looking like a skeleton made of skin and bones.
He clutched his chest and slowly walked home.
Since the night Master Huang successfully performed the exorcism, Jin Sanzhong's neck injury had been gradually improving, but it had not yet fully healed.
He also has some minor ailments. These days, he often feels palpitations and shortness of breath at night, and he has to ask Master Huang to come to his home to perform rituals before he can fall asleep peacefully.
Feeling a bit better today, he went out to find Han Ming.
After he escaped that night, the two never saw each other again.
Having suffered such severe injuries, he wanted to know if Han Ming was dead.
When they arrived at Han Dashan's place, they were dumbfounded. Han Dashan's house had been emptied, and all the broken furniture and clothes inside had been picked clean, leaving only an empty earthen bed and door frame.
After asking around, they learned that Han Dashan was working as a laborer for the Song family and wasn't coming back.
Kim Sam-joong felt a chill run down his spine and thought Han Da-shan had been bewitched by the monster.
Looking back now, it's clear that the Song family had something on him. Would he implicate him?
Will Song Liyun come knocking on our door today?
Jin Sanzhong stumbled back to his courtyard, buried himself in the covers, and started yelling at the top of his lungs, "You slut, why haven't you heated the kang yet? Are you trying to freeze me to death?!"
Hearing the shouts from the kitchen, the woman hurriedly dropped the clothes she was washing and ran to the main room.
Before even entering the house, a soaking wet, smelly shoe greeted me: "You damn woman, heat the kang (heated brick bed), bring over some tea and snacks."
The woman rubbed her fingers, which were red from the cold, and said in a low voice, "We don't have much firewood left at home. I thought you wouldn't be back for a while."
Kim Sam-joong gasped, "You slut, you probably want me to die out there. If you're out of firewood, go find some. Hurry up!"
In the freezing cold, a woman dressed in thin clothes was driven out of her home.
You are not allowed to go back until you find firewood to heat the kang (heated brick bed).
It's still snowing and everything's wet. Where can we find dry firewood?
The woman walked aimlessly down the street.
The Master Huang who kept insisting that she go with him was on another street. All she had to do was walk there, and she could have a house to shelter her from the wind and snow again.
But women don't want to.
None of these men are any good.
Kim Sam-joong once saved her life, giving her the chance to wait for her son.
Out of gratitude, he could endure being beaten and scolded.
These times, being forced to compromise by Master Huang were simply for the sake of survival.
Her body is already tainted; her heart cannot be tainted as well.
She was unwilling to become someone's wife casually, and she was unwilling to bring shame to her deceased husband and her son whose fate was unknown.
The woman didn't even turn her head; she walked straight out of town.
Song Liyun delivered the acorn tofu to Boss Mu's shop and sat there for a while longer, listening to Boss Mu talk about things in Qili County.
"Today I saw many grain stores in Qili County raising their prices. Miss Song, if you want to buy more grain, you should do it soon."
You don't know, every year after a heavy snowfall, the cattle and sheep on the grasslands have to be penned up, and the Di people have nothing to do!
Boss Mu's shop had grain, but in limited quantities. He knew that the Song family relied entirely on buying grain, so he asked Song Liyun to go to Qili County to buy grain herself.
Song Liyun frowned as she drank the coarse tea soup with salt in her hand, and asked in confusion, "What does the fact that the Di people are idle have to do with rising grain prices?"
“Oh dear, how can it be unrelated! Think about it! Normally, the Di people have to herd sheep and horses, and collect cow dung. They're busy. Now that they have some free time, they want to come out…”
"Come out and loot the grain!"
A thought flashed through Song Liyun's mind, and the words slipped out, startling even herself.
"Oh dear, you must never say that out loud, or you'll bring bad luck and attract all sorts of trouble!"
In a panic, Boss Mu began to pray to the heavens: "May the Bodhisattva protect us! Ignorance is no excuse! Don't listen to her."
"Uncle Mu, have you forgotten that there is now a garrison in Suijin Town, so those Di people can't come here."
Song Liyun found it somewhat amusing; the newly built Suijin Pass was no ordinary fortress, and the soldiers were not made of clay.
Boss Mu sighed, "What I'm worried about is the food!"
We are safe here, but other places will suffer disaster.
No one knows exactly how big the Dilu Grassland is or how many tribes there are.
These nomadic tribes on horseback wandered from place to place, here today and there tomorrow.
They live a nomadic life, following the water and grass. Both men and women can ride horses and draw bows. One moment they are herdsmen, the next they may be bandits, making them impossible to guard against.
If the Wu Dynasty could be completely secure simply by building a few garrisons, the Zhenbei Army wouldn't have needed to be stationed at Xiashi Pass year-round, and Suijin Town wouldn't be in its current state.
You're new here, you don't know how terrifying the Di people are!
Ah! Back in the day... even without much gold dust, we could still trade furs and mountain goods.
Boss Mu sighed.
Only five years have passed, but it feels like a lifetime.
Many people in the town are waiting, waiting for those who have fallen into the grasslands and will never return.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
