She simply took a picture of a chicken from the system and said she brought it back from her parents' home. Anyway, with three kids, it would be easy to fool her.
Once her cheap husband comes back, she won't be able to do this kind of thing again.
If discovered, there's no way to clear one's name, even jumping into the Yellow River won't clear it.
There were a few broken bowls in the corner of the room, which were no longer used. Yin Lan auctioned them off in the system and actually got two taels of silver.
She doesn't have much stuff in this dilapidated house, so she could really think of a way to scavenge some unwanted items from other people's homes; those could be exchanged for a lot of hard-earned money.
Yin Lan then looked at the wild boar pelt hanging in the house.
She had done some work earlier than me, but it was still far from being able to proceed to the next stage of production, though there wasn't much of a rush.
Until the wild boar problem is completely eliminated, it is not advisable to go into the mountains to pick leaves.
Moreover, with the weather getting colder, it's not so convenient to go to the county town.
If you're short of money, you could make two more unusual stones.
Yin Lan looked at the chicken tied up in the corner.
She wouldn't dare kill a chicken.
Huh?
Where have those two kids been gallivanting off to again? Weren't we supposed to be teaching them martial arts?
It's all over outside, yet they still haven't come back.
Yin Lan walked to the door of the small thatched hut and looked out anxiously.
When people in the village search for their children, they all shout at the top of their lungs.
However, Yin Lan couldn't call out, just as she was about to go out to look for her.
Two children appeared on the ridge of a distant field.
Their walking posture was not as cheerful as usual; their shoulders drooped slightly, and Erwa's posture was noticeably strange.
Yin Lan's heart sank.
A short while later, the two children had already entered the hut.
They saw Yin Lan, then looked at themselves, their expressions clearly showing guilt.
"Mother~" Erwa called out timidly.
Yin Lan couldn't tell whether she was angry or heartbroken.
The second child wore a loose, cotton sweater as a dress, which was soaking wet.
He also had several scratches on his face.
The eldest child pursed his lips, holding a fish in his hand.
"Come in," Yin Lan said coldly.
As Erwa walked in guiltily, he pleaded and explained, "Mom, I was wrong. I will never go down to the river to catch fish again, but that fish was about to go into the trap, but it escaped. I'm so upset."
Yin Lan's face turned ugly.
“Then go down into the river. Do you know how deep it is? Do you know how fast the current is? Do you know that if you get swept away, no one can save you?” she asked sternly.
Mother hasn't scolded them in a long time.
Although the child is very young, he can distinguish that the current ferocity is different from the ferocity of the past.
It seems that my mother really hated them in the past.
But now, although Mother speaks to them sternly, they understand the underlying concern in her words.
Erwa wouldn't cry if he was just being scolded.
But now he started sobbing.
In fact, the moment Erwa fell into the river and was swept away by the current, he was genuinely scared and regretful.
"Waaaaah... Ahhh..." Erwa cried out in heartbreaking sobs.
Yin Lan was both surprised and puzzled.
In her memory, the original owner used to beat the two children severely with a stick, and they never cried.
She only said one sentence, why is she crying now?
But she was determined to teach him the lesson he deserved.
How dangerous was it to go into the river? Yin Lan still feels terrified when she thinks about it now.
Moreover, seeing the child's clothes all wet, there's no medicine for catching a cold these days, and the face is also injured, and the nails are covered in black dirt.
She had to pack all these things, and Yin Lan felt a wave of dizziness wash over her.
Taking care of a child is so difficult.
"Stop crying. Don't think that I'll soften just because you cry. Don't think that I'll let you off the hook today just because you cry. Go take off your clothes and wash them yourself."
"Mom, what are you doing?" It was the eldest child's voice.
Yin Lan's reply was extremely harsh: "Show me your filthy hands."
"Mother, I was wrong, please don't, I'm scared." Da Wa saw the bamboo strip in Yin Lan's hand.
"Now you're scared? Stick your claws out, or I'll beat you up."
Yin Lan felt that she had been treating the two children too well these days, and it seemed that she should learn from the original owner of this body.
"Ahhh..."
The child's shrill screams echoed from inside the house.
outside the house.
Chen Yourun, who had been standing there for an unknown amount of time, had a livid face, his hands clenched into fists with veins bulging, his temples throbbing, and a sharp pain in his chest.
If he only believed 30% of what the Chen family said, he believed 50% when he saw the small thatched hut.
Then, the villagers' reluctance to talk about his wife going back to her parents' home that day made him believe it to be about 60%.
He didn't know what kind of complicated feelings he was having, but when he saw the light of the hut come on, he stood up instantly, as if time had stopped, and in the blink of an eye he was in front of the hut.
Then he heard the sounds coming from inside.
In such cold weather, his wife actually made the child take off his clothes as punishment.
She said herself that she wanted to beat the child.
Even at this very moment, she is abusing the child, and the child's screams can be heard one after another.
Chen Yourun was heartbroken.
He suddenly looked up, his dark eyes filled with determination and pain.
He raised his trembling hand and pushed open the door of the small hut.
With a creak...
Chen Yourun witnessed a scene that shocked him so much that his pupils dilated.
Although he had heard it and guessed it, seeing it in person was still unbearable for him.
His children, they were so small when he left.
Only the eldest child can walk, the second child is still a tiny little bundle, and the third child is still inside the womb.
Now all three children have grown up quite a bit, and the youngest can even walk on the ground.
The shrill screams just now came from Sanwa.
He saw his older brother being tortured by their mother. Da Wa's fingers were being held by Yin Lan, who was holding a bamboo stick in her other hand and sticking it into Da Wa's fingernails.
Chen Yourun's aura was frighteningly low.
The ten fingers are connected to the heart; how could she come up with such a vicious method to torment his child?
Erwa, completely naked in this weather, seemed to want to get into bed to warm up, but Yinlan scolded him, "You're not allowed to go up there."
Having witnessed what his two older brothers had gone through many times before, Sanwa cried and pleaded for them, but was still threatened by the woman, "If you cry again, I'll beat you up later. You want to try this bamboo strip too, don't you?"
Even Chen Yourun never expected that his wife would be a hundred times more vicious than others had described.
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