"Even if she has so much money, a business, and bought such a large piece of land, she'll still end up a widow, won't she?" Su Ruyi looked at Luo Yunhe with schadenfreude.
His voice wasn't very loud, but it was loud enough for Luo Yunhe to hear clearly.
Even though they can't do anything about this damn woman right now, they still want to stab him in the heart a couple more times to make him suffer.
However, they forgot that when Luo Yunhe was in a good mood, she didn't care what they said, but when she was in a bad mood, they were the ones who would suffer.
So, as soon as Su Ruyi finished speaking, Luo Yunhe turned her head and stared at the two of them with her cold eyes.
The two of them trembled under Luo Yunhe's gaze and involuntarily wanted to distance themselves from him.
"What did you just say? Say it again if you dare!"
"What... what do you mean by 'we said it'? What we said is the truth. Besides, everyone who came back that day said they didn't see him, and you're still standing here guarding him..."
"Did we say something wrong? I'm warning you, if you dare to lay a hand on us, don't blame us for being rude..." Su Ruyi shrank her neck in fear, and took steps around Luo Yunhe, pulling her mother away as she prepared to leave.
Su Chenshi looked at Luo Yunhe provocatively. Although he only said one sentence, his expression showed how smug he was at that moment.
Luo Yunhe was furious. The frustration he had been building up for days finally exploded at this moment, especially since these people had come to him. So, without any hesitation, he walked towards them step by step.
The thought of Luo Yunhe, who was so respectful to the elderly and kind to the young, yet so merciless in her dealings with them, made Su Ruyi wish she could just run away right now.
"Mother, hurry, hurry..." Su Ruyi said as she pulled at Su Chenshi, trying to escape as quickly as possible.
But he forgot that it was snowing heavily. Even if the snow had stopped, there was still a lot of snow on the ground, especially when he was going to town early in the morning, there would definitely be a layer of ice on the road.
So, in their panicked state, and with Luo Yunhe pressing them relentlessly, they both ended up falling flat on their faces.
"Ouch, I almost fell and killed myself..."
"Mom, it hurts so much..."
Winter clothes are already very bulky, and with what the two of them said, Luo Yunhe rolled on the ground and couldn't climb out in time, but slowly walked in front of them.
While they were still complaining of pain, Luo Yunhe kicked them hard.
"Aren't you very boastful? Aren't you very smug? Stand up!"
At this moment, Luo Yunhe unleashed all her anger on the two of them, punching and kicking them while cursing them.
Suddenly being beaten, the two of them were extremely aggrieved and howled on the ground. Every time they tried to get up, Luo Yunhe would kick them down again. So, amidst Luo Yunhe's beatings and scoldings, they started cursing back.
The news quickly spread to the village, and some people, seeing the commotion, quietly approached.
"Let me tell you, Luo Yunhe, Su Jingxuan is dead. Look, everyone else has come back, but he hasn't. He must have died on the battlefield."
"That's right, it would be better if you were dead, you widow who brings bad luck..."
"Pah! Our family has never had someone like you in eight lifetimes. Now, you're finally no longer related to our family. Hurry up and return all that land you took from us..."
"Yes, you little slut, if you dare let me get up, I'll scratch your vixen face until it's bruised and battered..."
Luo Yunhe let them curse him, but his character's actions didn't stop; instead, they became more and more forceful.
Hitting them with your feet wasn't enough; instead, you simply pinned them to the ground and punched, kicked, and slapped them repeatedly in the face.
The villagers hadn't seen such a lively scene in a long time, and they all hid in a corner watching with great interest, but they were also discussing Su Jingxuan's whereabouts.
After giving the two men a good beating, Luo Yunhe stopped waiting at the village entrance and went door-to-door to find the villagers who had returned from military service.
At each house he visited, he would bring some gifts before inquiring about Su Jingxuan's whereabouts.
However, the results all came back that they had never seen Su Jingxuan, not even the stationmaster. Some of the people from their village who went there died, and the men gave some compensation to the dead.
The remains will be slowly transported back after the Lunar New Year.
But no one knew where Su Jingxuan was. Moreover, most people had never seen him before, which made Luo Yunhe frown with worry.
Shouldn't we at least give him some information about whether he's alive or dead?
What's the current situation?
The next day, Luo Yunhe hurriedly went to the yamen.
He spent half a day inquiring at the yamen, but still couldn't find out Su Jingxuan's whereabouts. This made him even more uncertain and even a little panicked.
Where is she?
This year is destined to be incomplete...
Day after day, Luo Yunhe waited for that figure. Even after the New Year, when the weather gradually warmed up, he still didn't see that figure. He didn't even get any news no matter how many times he went to the government office to inquire.
Luo Yunhe's mood worsened, and every time he thought about the possibility of any strange smell, he would unconsciously comfort himself.
No news might mean good news.
At least, no news of Su Jingxuan's death has come, which means he is definitely still alive. As long as he is alive, they will meet again sooner or later.
After calming herself down, Luo Yun focused all her attention on the shop and the winery.
However, Su Jingxuan did not return, which led the villagers to speculate whether something had happened to him.
However, none of these words mattered to Luo Yunhe.
She waited patiently.
In February, the shop was completely renovated inside and out, and special window decorations were put up.
The white walls, with red window decorations as a base, look very similar.
The backyard was also kept very clean.
Luo Yunhe bought a large number of white porcelain jars with floral patterns, filled them with all the wine she brewed, and transported them to the town little by little.
Each wine vat is positioned differently, arranged in three rows from high to low.
Each wine vat has a label indicating what kind of wine it contains.
The empty shop was gradually filled with all sorts of wine bottles and large wine vats.
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