The husband I snatched halfway through his life is strange.

Chapter 186 You're being so despicable!
The surroundings were deathly silent; who would have thought that Yu Tingwan had come to settle old scores?

Yu Tingwan knew that most human traffickers were heartless. They would promise to send the girls to wealthy families as maids, promising monthly wages and a life of luxury. But once the girls were bought, they would be left to be mistreated.

Human slave traders are all ruthless.

Those who don't obey will be given a good beating.

Anyone trying to escape will have a leg broken first. They'll sell easily; lower the price, and all those old bachelors looking to get married will be scrambling to buy them.

It was used to intimidate the other girls, deterring them from running away and making them obedient. It was worth it.

Yu Tingwan understood the principles, so how could those families who preferred to accept less money and rice not know them? But as she approached her wits' end, she could only rely on her last bit of affection for her children, hoping that the slave trader would have some conscience.

But Old Mrs. Hu and Old Mr. Hu were eager to ask for more money and send the person away as soon as possible.

Hu Dazhu felt as if a piece of cloth was stuck in his throat, and he could no longer speak.

The way Yu Niang looked at him back then was just as cold as Yu Tingwan's.

But he was truly at his wit's end.

His parents are his elders; how could he abandon them? He is the pillar of the family; how could anything happen to him?

Isn't this a dead end?

Yu Tingwan sneered: "Speak?"

"Why are not you talking?"

Hu Dalang was completely bewildered and was about to step forward to dissuade him when Xiao Xu grabbed him.

He yelled, "What are you doing?"

Madam Xu gestured for her to look at Hu Yaozu, who seemed lost in thought, and whispered, "What are you trying to show off for? Did you see Erlang say anything?"

Yu Tingwan's gaze towards Wang Shi seemed to be laced with ice daggers.

“The Hu family treated my mother like a commodity, negotiating a price with a human trafficker. You thought the money was too little and were not satisfied, so you insisted on getting involved.”

Wang was greedy.

Given the chance, all I want to do is squeeze money out of them.

She immediately shouted at the slave trader.

"This number won't do; it has to be at least doubled. My sister-in-law is beautiful; she's a hot commodity wherever she goes."

"We're experiencing a famine here, but not elsewhere. Don't think you can fool us just because we're country folk. There's a lot of money to be made here. You can buy people and resell them for who knows how much you can earn."

The human traffickers got anxious.

That's a good point.

Or somewhere else?
Should we go to the capital or to Jiangnan?

Do we really have to travel over mountains and rivers and go back and forth?
That's so easy to say!
What does Wang know?
The world was in turmoil, and we were far from the capital, with too many bandits in the mountains.

The local government is incompetent. To the east of Ze County is Black Horn Village, where bandits are known for their murderous acts.

That's not worth it!

Seeing that the slave trader was unwilling, Wang's face darkened.

She made a suggestion to the Hu family elders.

"Father and Mother, although some of my words may offend people, given the situation at home, I have to say something."

"There's a widow in my hometown village. Her parents-in-law have passed away, but she has a son. The widow and her son are still alive and well."

The surrounding villages are just a tiny patch of land. If anything happens in one of them, it can easily spread like wildfire.

After Wang mentioned it, the two elders of the Hu family fell silent.

The widow's son was too young, and she was unwilling to abandon him, so she remarried. Desperate for a living, she had no choice but to pimp and become a prostitute.

As long as there is food, she will entertain guests.

They weren't afraid of getting a sexually transmitted disease.

Every household was living hand to mouth, and many were even eating clay. Yet, men would still sneak into her room one after another, each time offering a small handful of rice for a quick and easy escape.

Old Mrs. Hu and Old Mr. Hu looked down on that widow.

But at least they didn't go hungry.

The couple were tempted, but they were afraid they wouldn't be able to hold their heads high. Seeing their interest, Wang knew the matter might work out, and quickly said...

"If you're sold by human traffickers, you'll most likely end up in a brothel. You'll be serving men anyway, so it's better to stay right under our noses."

"With a sister-in-law as beautiful as her, people would go to great lengths to get her not just a handful of rice, but even a bowl of it, and rush to deliver it to her door."

She had calculated that selling it would be a one-off deal, while keeping it at home would be a long-term business.

"Sister-in-law doesn't need to work too hard. This woman can just lie on the couch with her legs open. If she gets sick with a fever or typhoid fever one day, we can take pity on her and let her rest for a few days."

She spoke with a smile, yet her words were extremely malicious.

Even the slave traders were dumbfounded. As they left, they cursed the family, saying they would be punished.

The two elders of the Hu family also hesitated.

"This isn't a good idea."

Wang said, however.

"Our rice jar is completely empty, with only a small handful of wild vegetables and tree roots picked from outside. We're worried about where our next meal will come from. But there are no more wild vegetables on the mountain. The clay is filling, but eating too much of it will kill you. People outside are so hungry they kill their wives and cook them for food. Aren't there plenty of shady dealings out there? We can't be so picky. What's more important than being full?"

She is very persuasive.

"This kind of thing is indeed dishonorable, but every household is too busy taking care of itself. Who will take care of us? The village head can't do anything about it, and even the government can't do anything about it."

"When the famine is over and life gets better, if Yu Niang can't get married, then keep her at home and let Da Lang take good care of her."

The two elders of the Hu family thought it was feasible.

Life is hard, and Yu Niang should understand them.

Having raised her for so many years, I've had to make some sacrifices for the family.

Wang was very proactive and brought people over from outside that very night.

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Yu Tingwan clenched her hands tightly, letting her fingertips dig into her flesh, yet she seemed completely unaware of the pain.

"Old Mrs. Hu and Old Mr. Hu met their just deserts within two years. One of them contracted a strange disease and died within half a month, while the other fell into a stinking ditch and drowned because she couldn't climb out."

Those who frequented Hu Yuniang's brothel died one after another during the famine. Those who survived were later dealt with by Yu's father.

"It's clear that Heaven still has eyes and can't bear to see my mother suffer."

"I just don't understand, how come you're still alive and well?"

Wang, standing at the door, had shifty eyes but a very loud voice.

Why did you call me?

It seems that the bigger the size, the more justified one is.

"What's wrong with pushing your mother out than letting your whole family starve to death?"

"She supports her whole family with her body, so she has a way to survive, doesn't she?"

"In a way, we were doing it for her own good."

As she said this, she straightened her back.

They're shameless as always.

Yu Tingwan strode forward, her expression icy: "Say it again?"

Wang: "I..."

Just hear a snap.

The girl raised her hand and slapped Wang hard across the face.

She was strong and fast, and Wang didn't have time to react. She was hit so hard that her head was turned to the side and she staggered back a few steps uncontrollably.

Wang felt a buzzing in her ears.

"you……"

Yu Tingwan couldn't hide the anger in her eyes, and her voice seemed to be squeezed out from between her teeth.

"No problem! I don't usually lay a hand on animals, but what you're doing is just too despicable!"