"Miss Lin, what nonsense are you spouting?!" Old Hu said angrily, his face full of rage.
Lin Xihe remained calm, a faint, fake smile on her face: "Don't get excited, I've only just begun."
"Miss Lin, don't think that just because you are General Lin's daughter, you can speak recklessly here!" Seeing Lin Xihe's attitude, Old Hu's face no longer showed the respect he had shown at the beginning.
At this moment, Lin Xihe noticed that Ling Xue was rushing over with her servants and maids behind her, so she turned to Erhu Niang and said, "Get up for a moment, can I borrow your stool?"
Erhu's mother was still hesitating when Ling Shuang pulled her up.
Lin Xihe noticed that Yue Niang, who was tied up, was staring at her in surprise.
"What's your name?" Lin Xihe asked the woman softly.
"Yue Niang..."
“Yue Niang married at thirteen and became a widow a year later. If she had remarried then, I wouldn’t have said anything even if you cursed her. But it was a full eight years! Yue Niang served this widow and her child with utmost care for eight long years. How many eight-year periods does she have? Er Hu’s mother, when she was unwell, did not choose to remarry. She only considered remarrying after she had taken good care of her mother-in-law. What fault is there in that?”
"This is infidelity! If this wicked woman remarries, what will become of Erhu's mother and Yaomei?" someone in the crowd shouted indignantly.
"If you drown Yue Niang, will they be able to live? What? If a poor widow drowns, will you give her compensation? Besides, when that time really comes, who will genuinely lend a helping hand?"
When it came to practical matters, the villagers immediately fell silent, fearing that whoever spoke up would have to bear the future expenses of Erhu's mother and sister.
Seeing this, Lin Xihe stood on the stool and continued:
“I think Yue Niang has already done more than enough. We can’t let her be sucked dry by this mother and son forever. Look at them, they have hands and feet, they’re strong and healthy, why can’t they support themselves? Yue Niang is skin and bones, like a stick of firewood. If they keep tormenting her like this, let alone drowning her, even if you leave her alone, she probably won’t live for more than a few years!”
At this moment, Lin Xihe no longer cared whether her words were vulgar or not.
“Our village has never had the custom of widows remarrying! Miss Lin, if you’ve come here to cause trouble, then please leave immediately.”
"You say you'll invite me, and you can invite me; you say you'll leave, and I have to leave?"
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