The husband I snatched halfway through his life is strange.

Chapter 187: By avoiding the topic, one appears open and honest?

"You dare to hit me!"

Wang was about to pounce, but soon...

Aunt Wu then saw Wang Shi being kicked away by Shunzi, just like the wooden door had been.

Wang felt her internal organs churning, and collapsed to the ground, unable to speak any more.

He opened his mouth and immediately vomited a mouthful of blood.

But nobody cared about her.

Yu Tingwan looked at Wang Shi as if she were looking at a dead person.

"The widow in the next village was insulted and called promiscuous. But I respect her."

“It is already difficult for a woman to raise a child. She did not want her husband’s family line to end. In order to survive, she struggled to abandon her chastity and sold her smiles.”

"Once the famine was over and life got better, she stopped doing that kind of thing."

"When her son grew up, no one was willing to marry their daughter to him. She cried until she went blind, saying that she had dragged her son down. She said that being disliked for what she had done was retribution and that she deserved it. Then she turned around and took her own life with a white silk ribbon, hoping that her son could live an upright life."

"She had no choice; she had no man and no family to rely on."

Yu Tingwan: "My mother was only seventeen back then. She did have parents and an older brother, but they were all fanged and blood-sucking monsters."

"How can the Hu family treat her like merchandise with such a clear conscience?"

Hu Dazhu ignored Wang Shi, squatted down with his head in his hands, and looked pained.

"do not talk."

"Wan Niang, let's not talk about that matter anymore."

Hu Yaozu witnessed all of this.

He didn't really feel anything.

After all, he had never met Yu's mother.

But he found it troublesome.

After all, Yu Tingwan probably dislikes him even more.

Hu Dalang, on the other hand, stood there dumbfounded, unable to believe what he was seeing.

No wonder...

No wonder Hu Dazhu said that.

"Your aunt is gone, kowtow three times to her."

"Eldest son, your father wants you to remember this: our family owes your aunt a debt you must remember for the rest of your life."

"You must treat Erlang the same way you treat your stepmother."

Hu Dalang was unsteady on his feet, unable to believe what he was seeing.

He even felt guilty, ashamed, and dared not look at Yu Tingwan.

Yu Tingwan looked down at Hu Dazhu, who was squatting on the ground: "Don't mention it?"

"Don't mention what?"

"Don't mention that my mother's resistance was futile, and she was schemed against by her family?"

Where were you at the time?

Hu Dazhu's fingertips trembled.

where is he?

He sat in the courtyard, listening to the sounds coming from Yu Niang's room, hearing her cry, hearing her call for her brother, hearing her plead for help.

then……

Holding an empty bowl, they waited for the people inside to come out and collect the grain...

At the time, he actually disagreed.

But Dalang was always hungry, and became as thin as a monkey, crying all day long.

He was afraid too.

Every day you can hear news of someone dying in the village.

Yu Tingwan curled her lips and said sarcastically, "Or is it that my mother's former fiancé found out about this and couldn't bear to see her suffer, so he intentionally waited for her at the village entrance? She wanted to run away, but you stopped her as soon as she left the Hu family's house."

Hu Yuniang was riddled with wounds.

There's no way to leave, no way to escape.

But she wasn't wrong; she was the one who was dirty.

She wanted to die.

But why should she die?

She still held onto hope for her older brother.

"She's asking you to spare her life."

"what have you done?"

Hu Dazhu closed his eyes.

He apologized, saying he was useless, and then turned around and locked Yu Niang back in the house.

Hu Dazhu didn't want to hear a single word.

"Anyone else would have done the same. I had to think too much about it, that's why..."

"I regret it too."

“Your mother always looks at me like I’m her enemy.”

"She never even considered bringing her home; she just didn't want to live anymore."

He actually tried to kill himself by banging his head against the wall. Fortunately, he was stopped.

Hu Dazhu was completely terrified.

It's unclear whether they were afraid of Yu Niang dying, or afraid that after Yu Niang's death, they wouldn't be able to reap the benefits.

"I begged your maternal grandparents to stop your mother from..."

Yu Tingwan said expressionlessly, "So, you settled for second best and brought in human traffickers to sell her."

Hu Dazhu suddenly lost his voice.

Because that's how it is.

Yu Niang hated them at the time, and was also afraid of human traffickers, but she left without looking back.

If Yu Niang had been sold from the beginning, she certainly wouldn't have harbored too much resentment.

After all, too many people are sold off, and she is no exception.

But it was at the Hu family's house that I felt most helpless.

Unfortunately, you are hurt the most by the people you love most.

"Everyone outside says you dote on your girlfriend, and that you even want to take her daughter home to raise."

How absurd that is!

"That's true, you could have easily ignored it."

Yu Tingwan's words were laced with sarcasm, like a sharp blade, concealing turbulent undercurrents, piercing through Hu Dazhu's hypocrisy.

She hit the nail on the head: "But your son needs to go to school."

Few people delve into the details of famine years. In cases of looting, robbing, and murder, eight out of ten households are involved.

Human nature is most vulnerable to testing; very few people are truly pure.

With the village headman in charge, how many people in the village dared to gossip about it?

“You survived the famine with the rice and money you got from selling my mother, and you lived a prosperous life. You bought several acres of land and even raised a child to study. You can get a few compliments wherever you go and have become respectable people in the surrounding area.”

"No wonder my mother never mentioned her family when she was alive."

“You pushed her into the fire, but then you can avoid mentioning her in front of me, so you are completely open and honest.”

Hu Dazhu suddenly stood up, his voice hoarse: "Wanniang, I've treated you like my own daughter."

Yu Tingwan said with disgust, "Yes."

"I almost mistook a thief for my father."

"That shows how confused I was."

Hu Dazhu was kind to her out of guilt, but mostly it was for show in front of the villagers. He often argued with Wang Shi for her sake, which showed his good intentions.

Otherwise, why would everyone say that she has a good uncle?

He also told her not to be childish.

Let her learn to be grateful.

Yu Tingwan tried her best to keep her voice from trembling as she spoke.

Even so, her eyes still reddened.

Suppressing sobs and sorrow.

"The room I live in is the one my mother used to live in."

The house that haunted her mother's nightmares was a place she had finally managed to escape from, yet she stayed there for so many years.

How ridiculous.

Yu Tingwan: "How dare you let me stay here?"

It was at this moment that Li arrived.

Hearing Yu Tingwan's words as soon as he arrived at the Wei family's door made his eyelids twitch.

He strode inside: "Wan Niang, you..."

Yu Tingwan turned around.

"I've never been an easy person to get along with, as you should know."

Her tone was light and airy, as if she couldn't find a foothold: "When I accidentally learned about these things, I felt both hatred and disgust, but in those days the government wouldn't care, and there were no laws to restrain us."

"At that time, I was powerless and had no choice but to swallow my anger."

They moved out of the Hu family's house.

But things are different now.

Someone told her that since she couldn't stand to see the Hu family doing well, even if the Hu family hadn't done anything wrong, they still had to pay the price.

Even if Wei Zhao hadn't said anything, Yu Tingwan would definitely have done it anyway.

Would the young lady still be polite to Wei Zhao?
Yu Tingwan murmured, "I want to tear this place down."

"I want them all to suffer the consequences."

"Shunzi."

"My subordinate is here."

"Do it."

Yu Tingwan: "Go all out."

Aunt Wu's eyelids twitched: "Wan Niang, don't be confused."

Shunzi's strength is enough to kill someone!
Yu Tingwan smiled, but the smile was cold and didn't reach her eyes.

"These days, you might not even have to pay with your life for murder. Auntie, would you like to take a look?"