When Ms. Wu arrived at her home, she found that her husband was not there.
Walking towards the big, short-haired tree, it was a cold winter day, and there was no work to be done in the fields, but the women in the village were not idle. They started spinning yarn at the village entrance to prepare for weaving.
While working, Wu recounted what she had seen at the village entrance.
"Good heavens, did you see what happened?"
"That Su Jiaoniang actually carried Gu Lin down the mountain, that woman, tsk tsk tsk..."
"Mrs. Wu, are you seeing things wrong? How could it be Mrs. Su holding Gu Lin? It should be Gu Lin holding Su Jiaoniang! You can't even make up a story!"
"Pah! What kind of story are you making up? I saw it with my own eyes. That Su Jiaoniang is incredibly wicked. She even managed to hang me from a tree. Who else but her has that kind of strength!" Madam Wu spat on the ground and turned to leave.
The people under the tree began to murmur among themselves.
Gu Li waited from morning till night, but Gu Lin didn't come home. Feeling anxious, she walked outside and saw a few people whispering among themselves.
I faintly heard Gu Lin's name.
Listen closely.
She paused for a moment. Su Jiaoniang, Gu Lin!
Do you think this person deserves to be her sister-in-law?
Gu Li pursed her lips, a faint smile appearing on her face, and walked briskly towards her home.
Su Jiaoniang returned to the mountain, where two scattered wolves were gnawing on the bear's flesh beside its carcass.
The large bear lay sprawled on the ground, half of its flesh gone. Su Jiaoniang picked up a sickle and swiftly drove the wolf away. At that moment, she longed for the revolver from her future life; if she had a gun, she would be invincible.
Life without my old buddies is too hard to bear.
Lightness skill is not her forte, so it's wrong for her to make things difficult for herself.
If she could make her own guns… Su Jiaoniang rubbed her fingers together. She had used that thing for many years and understood the limits of every part of its structure. Making one herself wouldn’t be too difficult.
Having a gun to give oneself a sense of security seems like a good option.
Su Jiaoniang squatted down, pulled the bear's bones out and put them in her basket, then checked the bear's penis; it was neatly arranged, tsk tsk...
Dr. Liu must be very happy!
Thinking this way, Su Jiaoniang kept the useful parts.
As darkness fell, Su Jiaoniang returned home.
The little girl stood in front of her house, and the moment she saw Su Jiaoniang, she ran towards her with small steps: "Mother, Mother, I missed you."
"What's wrong!" Faced with the little girl's sudden affection, Su Jiaoniang looked bewildered and patted the child's head: "Is it because you don't have enough money to rent the shop?"
“It’s enough. Sister Gouhua said our stall is small, so when there are a lot of people, we can set up the stall outside and not have to take big steps. That weak woman in the village said you’re going to find a stepfather for Xiaoya. Mother, Sister Gouhua said that if there’s a stepfather, there will be a stepmother. Will Xiaoya still be your most beloved baby?”
Xiao Ya stared blankly at Su Jiaoniang, her nervousness evident on her face.
Su Jiaoniang's lips twitched: "What nonsense are you talking about?"
She was truly living the life of a young widow, never exuding an aura of being single and easy to flirt with other men, so why were there these strange rumors circulating all the time?
"But that's what they said." Little Ya immediately parroted in a soft voice: "Little Ya, I heard you started a small business in the county town. Are you making money? Your mother is about to find you a stepfather. You have to keep the business in your hands, or your younger siblings will take it away. Heaven has mercy, children without mothers are just grass."
Su Jiaoniang's brows were furrowed so deeply they almost reached the back of her head.
These words are really hurtful. Children are too young to distinguish between truth and lies, and they might genuinely feel like they're worthless.
After carefully reassuring Xiaoya that she would not remarry and would not find a stepfather for her child, Xiaoya finally felt at ease.
After playing in the mud with Gouhua in the yard for a while, Xiaoya ran to Su Jiaoniang's side and frowned with her cute little brows: "If Mommy has someone she likes, Xiaoya will still reluctantly accept it."
"..." This won't do.
Su Jiaoniang didn't want her child to have such thoughts.
She pulled the little girl aside and told her love story with the child's father.
“I was bathing in the river when he was herding cattle. He accidentally saw your mother and, because he was so infatuated with her beauty, he lost the cattle. Worried that he wouldn’t be able to explain himself, he took my clothes to pay off his debt.”
What a scoundrel! What kind of hooliganism is this?
From then on, your father began to pursue me. He would bring rice and grain to my house every day, bring umbrellas when it rained, and carry lanterns when it got dark. Every month, he would send me the money he earned working for the landlord. He also worked himself to the bone to build a big house for your mother.
On days when I was feeling unwell, they would light the fire, cook, prepare medicine, and serve me tea.
On my happy days, give me a back and leg massage.
He was also handsome, so…
"Mother, are you going to marry Father?" the little girl asked.
"How could that be? You think it's over?" Su Jiaoniang set a trap. When telling a story, there has to be ups and downs, with rises and falls.
Under Xiaoya's bright gaze, she continued, "There's a young master from a prominent family in the county town named Ma who has taken a liking to me. Your father also likes me, but he can't compete with the young master Ma, so he went to the academy to study hard, planning to achieve something before coming back to find me."
How could I waste my precious youth?
I disguised myself as a boy and went to the academy, smearing my face with dirt and plugging my ears, but your father still recognized me at a glance. He pursued me in the school and helped me hide myself several times. Only then was I moved, and we had a romance in the school, pretending to be of the same sex...
After you were born, I went back to my hometown with your father to get married.
Unexpectedly, when Young Master Ma found out about this, he devised a plan to send your father to the front lines of the battlefield.
I went to find him because I missed him.
After a long and arduous journey, enduring countless hardships and dangers, we finally reached the battlefield. When your father died on the battlefield, I cried so hard I almost fainted. The Great Wall collapsed from my grief. Your father was a hero, protecting our country with such fervor.
After he died, I went to his grave to burn paper money and saw butterflies dancing around the grave.
I thought that one day I would meet your father again, and maybe in the next life we would become two butterflies and continue our past life's destiny.
Having experienced such a profound and unforgettable love with your father, how could she possibly accept anyone else!
Su Jiaoniang combined stories of the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl, Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai, and Meng Jiangnu's weeping at the Great Wall to create a poignant and beautiful love story. Xiao Ya's eyes turned red when she heard it.
He hugged Su Jiaoniang and began to sob softly.
Lu Wujiu's expression was strange in the study.
That's really strange!
Even Changsheng's eyes welled up with tears upon hearing such a poignant love story.
But Lu Wujiu was the only one whose eyes didn't turn red at all; he even wanted to laugh.
What kind of stories are these? Are they made up to fool children?
Or perhaps in a woman's heart, he is simply that outstanding!
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