Chapter 457 The Rough Man of Snow Village 12



"Waaah..."

Jiang Zhiliu cried out in pain.

It felt like my entire scalp was about to be ripped off.

The clamp on her ankle hadn't come loose; it seemed to be touching her bone.

Blood dripped down the black metal clamps.

It was absolutely excruciating.

At first, she cried out in pain, but later the pain became so intense that she became numb, and only tears streamed down her face.

I was completely heartbroken.

"Heh, you stinking woman."

"If you dare to run away again, it won't just be me who comes after you."

"I'll call all the men in the village to come then."

As he spoke, Wu Ziqiang pinched Jiang Zhiliu's cheek with his fingers, staring at her fiercely.

Jiang Zhiliu remained silent, her pale lips trembling incessantly.

She begged for mercy and tried to bribe the other party, but it was all in vain.

At that moment, she suddenly remembered a news story she had seen before.

Many remote villages, unable to find wives, will use various methods to bring people from other places back to the village.

Judging from the current situation, this village is probably similar to what's shown in the news.

And she became the protagonist in it.

"You stay here and reflect on your actions!"

Wu Ziqiang pulled up his pants, turned around, and walked out of the cowshed.

After Wu Ziqiang left, Jiang Zhiliu reached out to untie the hair tied to the pillar.

It was probably because it was too cold; my fingers seemed frozen stiff, and my joints were not flexible at all.

After struggling for a long time, I still couldn't untangle the hair.

Later on, my arms ached from holding the weight up, my fingers were stiff, and I still hadn't undone my hair.

"Waaaaah..."

Jiang Zhiliu broke down in tears.

Tears streamed down my face.

At first, my body would shiver from the cold, but later I couldn't move at all and my limbs became stiff.

The pain in my body is gradually decreasing.

Consciousness gradually faded away.

She was emotionally devastated.

Why?

It was clear that God had given her a chance to start over.

Why did things get even worse?

She couldn't understand it.

Her eyelids gradually closed.

She fainted.

When she woke up, it was already noon the next day.

She was lying on Wu Zhuang's bed at this moment. The iron clamps on her feet had been removed, and her wounds were wrapped with thick gauze.

The aroma of food filled my nose.

She opened her eyes and saw Wu Zhuang sitting by the fire eating noodles.

They shoveled large mouthfuls into their mouths, enjoying the food immensely.

I heard a noise coming from the bed.

Wu Zhuang looked up.

"woke up?"

"Would you like something to eat?"

As Wu Zhuang spoke, he handed the bowl in his hand towards her.

Jiang Zhiliu nodded, and couldn't help but swallow.

She got out of bed, trying to walk, but a piercing pain shot through her ankle.

But the hunger made her endure the pain and take steps, staggering towards Wu Zhuang.

Just as she reached out to take the bowl from Wu Zhuang's hand, Wu Zhuang quickly pulled the bowl back.

A smug expression appeared on his face.

"Oh, you want some?"

“Sister Liu, when I’m good to you, you don’t give me any face at all.”

"Now that I think about it, maybe I was too kind before."

As he spoke, Wu Zhuang dumped the unfinished noodles from his bowl onto the ground.

He pointed to the dusty noodles on the ground and said, "If you don't want to go hungry, then eat."

"Or, shall I take you to Wu Ziqiang's house for a meal?"

"There might be something delicious waiting for you at his house."

"Don't……"

Jiang Zhiliu immediately knelt down.

She looked at Wu Zhuang with a pleading expression.

"I'll eat it, please don't send me to Wu Ziqiang's house."

"I will definitely behave well from now on."

"Ah Zhuang, I've thought it through. I'll live a good life with you."

"Really, you believe me!"

As he spoke, Jiang Zhiliu lay down on the ground like a dog and ate the noodles that Wu Zhuang had thrown on the ground.

Compared to the torture Wu Ziqiang endured, Wu Zhuang's humiliation was nothing.

All she wants now is to survive.

As long as I can survive, anything is possible.

Wu Zhuangxin looked at the woman on the ground, eating in a disheveled state, and a satisfied expression appeared on his face.

"Okay, then I'll give you one more chance."

As Wu Zhuang spoke, he reached out and touched Jiang Zhiliu's hair.

"So tell me, what should we do next?"

Jiang Zhiliu's body stiffened.

The food she had eaten was churning in her stomach, making her feel like she wanted to vomit.

Wu Zhuangzhen is inhuman; even in her condition, she's still thinking about those things.

But now we have no choice but to go along with him.

Jiang Zhiliu suppressed her emotions.

She then looked up, wiped the substance from her lips, and forced a smile as she looked at Wu Zhuang.

"May I take a shower?"

"You smell like cow dung, and you've dirtied your bed."

"Hehe, city girls are just so clean."

"Okay, then go boil the water yourself."

Jiang Zhiliu nodded, put her hands on the floor to get up, and walked towards the kitchen.

She had never had any experience starting a fire before, and she fiddled around in the kitchen for a long time, filling the entire kitchen with thick black smoke.

It choked her, causing her to cough incessantly.

"Ziqiang's son is having his first birthday party in a few days, and I'll be busy then."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Zhiliu paused in his actions.

She raised her hand to dispel the black mist in front of her eyes, and when she dragged her head out, the person who had spoken was already gone.

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