902 Repentance Temple, Junior Sister
In Shangtang County, the entire county seat and the towns and villages below it seem that significant changes are taking place.
In a remote village called Caijia Village, most of the residents have the surname Cai, but there are also other surnames.
Since ancient times, women have been expected to manage household chores, give birth, raise children, serve their parents-in-law, husbands, and children, and also earn money to supplement the family income.
If she doesn't do this, she's considered immoral and unfilial, and not a good wife.
If you have bad in-laws, you have to get up at three in the morning to do chores, eat dishwater, get so tired that you become skin and bones, and still be disliked by your husband.
If her husband is indulging in debauchery, she should generously express her support; if her husband wants to marry another wife, she should generously express her approval and happily prepare for it.
If a woman talks back to her husband or in-laws, she will be locked in a pigsty and soaked in a pig cage, and will be cursed for the rest of her life even after she dies.
How tragic! How resentful!
In the remote village of Caijia, a thin woman was chewing on meat in the kitchen, enjoying her meal immensely. She hadn't eaten meat in a long time, and today she was finally having some.
This woman's in-laws were not good people, and her husband was a complete scoundrel who cheated people out of food and drink and was even planning to take a concubine.
The woman worked from dawn till dusk, yet she still suffered insults and beatings from her scoundrel husband. Even her own son looked down on her.
The woman was suffering, but she couldn't fight against her lazy and good-for-nothing husband and his entire family. If she talked back, she would surely be insulted and beaten by her husband's family, and they would beat her to death.
Even if they beat her to death, they would still tell the villagers that this woman was vicious, lazy, greedy, and utterly immoral!
Today we're finally in charge!
Seeing his son return from outside, imitating his father by being lazy and gluttonous, he still felt a pang of reluctance in his heart.
At this moment, the weight in my hand felt as heavy as a thousand pounds.
She picked up the rolling pin from the kitchen, wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth with a dishcloth, and quietly walked out.
With a single slap of the rolling pin, the son, who was about to yell and scream, immediately cried out in pain.
"What do you think you're doing? You dare hit me? Dad will definitely beat you to death later!"
Two loud booms, like thunder, came, one on his head and one on his knees. Instantly, the son knelt down and kowtowed!
"Go and plant grain on those two acres of land today, or I'll beat you to death." A strange voice came from the woman's mouth.
'No, no, you dare hit me? I'd rather die than go. When Father comes back...'
Several more brutal blows followed, tearing his skin and drawing blood slowly.
"Spare me, Mother! Spare me! I'll never scold you again! I'll go plow the fields and plant the crops right now!"
The son on the ground finally dared not resist, and carrying the hoe, he staggered towards the field.
Not only him, but the women who were usually bullied at home were now holding scissors, kitchen knives, or rolling pins, driving their own villains to farm.
Farming is good, but farmers start to overthink things.
In the backyard of the Repentance Temple, a faint fragrance wafted out today. It was the scent of a woman's body, but it did not affect the three stone statues sitting there in silence.
The stone statues are so lifelike that they seem to be real people.
Slowly, the candles rose with the wind, like a wedding night, blooming everywhere in this temple of repentance.
A voice came, seemingly saying, "My lord, come quickly!"
A young novice monk, who was spending the night at the Chanhui Temple, was suddenly lost in thought, and what he saw before him seemed to be the person he longed for.
It seemed as if the top courtesan he had been longing for was calling him, and he felt a surge of excitement. He stood up and hugged her tightly.
Red candles were lit, and in the main hall, a majestic Buddha statue stood, its surrounding incense and candles instantly turning red.
The woman who came was the junior sister. At this moment, her exquisite curves seemed to embody a multitude of outstanding qualities, making her even more beautiful.
"Demon, you have crossed the line!" A low shout rang out, and as if someone in the stone statue was enraged, the statue exploded with a deafening roar!
An old monk slowly opened his eyes!
Its magnificent momentum is like opening up mountains and filling seas. Sitting in meditation, unaware of the passage of time, how can one not be angry that it has been destroyed halfway today!
kill!
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