She fell out after crying at the wrong grave

The Mo family in Jiannan Road was a fairly wealthy family, but their only son was mentally retarded, so he had never been able to find a wife.

So when the hunter said that he wanted to marry his daughter to the Mo family, the peasant woman agreed even though she was reluctant.

Fanglian was still young at that time, and she couldn't have a good life with them. At least when she came to the Mo family, she didn't have to worry about food and clothing.

With this mentality, Fanglian got on the sedan chair bound for Shannan Road.

But when she entered the gate of the Mo Mansion, she realized that she was not here to be someone's wife. Her father sold his daughter to the Mo family for a few taels of silver and some cloth and bacon.

These things were not betrothal gifts, but Fanglian's indenture. Without a matchmaker or six betrothal gifts, she could not be carried in through the main gate. Fanglian was forced to tear off her wedding dress and get off the sedan chair. She endured a great grievance and went in through the side door.

The matter was settled, and there was no turning back. Even though Fanglian was to be a concubine, she thought that her husband was a fool, and he would not torture her too much. As long as she was obedient, she could have a good life.

But she was deceived again.

Although Mo Quan was stupid, he had an evil mind, like a naughty child, and he treated her badly all day long. Beating and scolding were commonplace. At night, in order to have a grandson, the old lady forced two maids to come and force her to consummate the marriage.

Later, Fanglian thought that as long as she had a child, life would be better.

But she was wrong again.

She was able to bear a son in her first pregnancy. Although the old lady took the child away immediately, she felt sorry for her and let her move to a small room in the backyard, away from Mo Quan, to spend her confinement in peace.

When the child was three months old, the new wife came.

Fanglian was stunned for a moment, unable to accept it. For the first time, she violated the rules set by the old lady and ran to her room frantically, asking, "What about me? What am I?"

The old lady held the child in her arms, and asked someone to pull her up with disgust, saying sarcastically, "You were originally a concubine bought by my family. I consider it a favor to you if you can give birth to a child. What? You still want to be my son's legal wife? Who do you think you are? You are just the daughter of a poor hunter."

In this way, the child was given to the new wife to raise when she got married.

Fanglian has been living in the small house where she was in confinement and has never returned to Mo Quan's backyard.

Mo Quan still came to humiliate her, beat her and scold her from time to time. Although the new wife was kind and gave her gifts during festivals, she never let her see the child again.

She lived in a lonely and deserted little house behind the flower garden, like an abandoned utensil.

In the sixth year, the lady found her.

This was the first time Fanglian had seen Mo Quan's wife, who was registered through three matchmakers and six engagements, and was now her son's stepmother. The woman was dressed in brocade, had beautiful hair, and a gentle voice.

"You also know that my husband is a little different from ordinary people. But." As if it was difficult to speak, the lady lowered her head, "Lin'er has grown up, and he should have someone to play with. I want a daughter, so, come to the courtyard tonight."

Lin'er, it turns out that her son's name is Lin'er.

Not until the lady passed away did Fanglian finally wake up from her dream and understand what she said.

It turned out that she was still a tool. If a mistress wanted a child, she would be sent to Mo Quan's bed, give birth to a child and let the mistress raise it, a tool.

But it didn't go smoothly this time.

Mo Quan was born with a defect, and even if Lin'er grew up healthy now, there was no guarantee that future children would be safe. Not long after Fanglian became pregnant for the second time, she miscarried without any signs.

The lady thought that it was because she had been depressed for many years and her poor health made it difficult for her to conceive, so she called a doctor and made her drink a lot of bitter and astringent tonics every day.

She was kind-hearted as she did not abandon her to find a new concubine. She even used medicine to make up for the loss of her body from her first pregnancy.

But soon, the lady realized that this was not Fanglian's problem.

Because of my third pregnancy, I also had a miscarriage for no reason at four months.

Then she became anxious and tried many torturous methods. She collected pregnancy-promoting medicines from various places and fed them to both Mo Quan and Fang Lian.

Only at this moment did Mo Quan lose his hateful look and frown like a child in pain.

Fang Lian sat quietly beside Mo Quan and looked at him. It was hard to tell what she was thinking.

After a year or two of hard work, Fanglian finally gave birth to a daughter safely.

The lady waited happily at the door of the delivery room for a whole day, and as soon as the child was taken out, she immediately took her back to her own yard.

The rest of the people were indifferent. Seeing that the lady didn't care, they also treated Fanglian coldly. After giving birth, she even had to get out of bed to find water to drink.

She gave birth to a son and a daughter, but seemed to have nothing.

But she did not give up on herself.

With the little money she received each month, Fanglian took care of her own food and saved the rest by asking someone to buy some books for her to read.

He managed to read some of the strange stories and legends, the Four Books and the Five Classics, thanks to what he had eavesdropped on from his brother's teacher when he was at home.

The world in the book is infinitely broad. Although the cottage is only in a corner of the Mo Mansion, Fanglian feels that she often travels with these words, her soul traveling to the sky and to the unruly realms in all directions.

In the tenth year, when her daughter was just learning to speak and was as cute as ice and snow, Fanglian finally had the opportunity to see her two children. But unfortunately, it would soon be the last time they would see each other.

Because Mo Quan is dead.

There was no reason for his death, he just got sick suddenly. The doctor who had come to treat his mental retardation said that even if he took all the tonics, he would not live to be thirty.

In addition, his wife kept giving him more medicine in order to have a daughter, so it was expected that he would not live long.

Fanglian's solution turned out to be a piece of white cloth from the old lady. She said that her son was used to being with Fanglian, and the old lady had to raise the child, so only Fanglian could hang herself and continue to be a couple in the underworld with Mo Quan.

How could Fanglian agree to that? She was tricked into becoming a concubine when she was alive. Who would take care of her after she died?
The Mo family actually wanted to bury living people with the dead. You would never find such an immoral thing even with a lantern.

Taking advantage of the fact that no one cared about her during the night funeral, Fanglian ran away. She was exhausted from the journey and after a month, she finally returned to Qingheng Mountain, her home.

Now, her father actually sent someone to the Mo family, and just wanted to bribe them with some silver money, and he wanted to put her life and death in the hands of the Mo family again. Fanglian absolutely refused and would not accept this fate.

"Daddy, just beat me to death!" Fang Lian's hair was disheveled, and her eyes were filled with tears, full of determination. "I, Fang Lian, will die anyway, so it's better to die in Daddy's hands than to be strangled to death by the Mo family!"

She was a strong woman. Even though fate was unfair and even her children were taken away from her, she never believed in her destiny.

She finally had a glimmer of hope, and this time, she would never be obedient again.

When the peasant woman heard her daughter's sad words, she covered her face and burst into tears.

Fanglian's older, unmarried brother stood aside in silence. He did not dare to disobey his father, nor did he want to risk being punished for speaking up for his sister.

His sister had been away from him for too long, and he no longer considered Fanglian a relative. Besides, since she was a child, neighbors and relatives had praised Fanglian for her intelligence, and he thought she was the one who was not favored, so why bother helping her?

Before marriage, a woman should obey her father, and after marriage, she should obey her husband. This is a natural thing.

There was a round of applause. Ah-yi, who had listened to Fanglian's experiences in the first half of her life, could not help but make sarcastic remarks, "Well, what a strict father, what a cowardly brother, what a pair of father and son who take human life lightly."

Compared to her father Shen Cong, he is no less of a bastard.

"Where did you come from, woman? How dare you act so rudely in my house!" The hunter frowned and was about to get angry when he saw Ah'ao.

Seeing that he was about to raise the crossbow in his hand, Hengzhi raised his hand lightly and grabbed the hunter's wrist, and the crossbow fell to the ground with a muffled sound.

When the peasant woman saw the two men returning from Qingyuan Temple, she was overjoyed, as if she had seen her savior.

"My dears, please save my daughter!" The peasant woman could hardly hold on any longer. She rushed over, grabbed A's hand and wanted to kneel down.

A'ao didn't want to accept such a heavy gift, so she pulled her up.

"Well, my husband and I have accepted your kindness and allowed us to stay here, so we should repay this favor." Ah Yi smiled politely and looked at the hunter again, "How much money did the Mo family give you to buy your daughter's life?"

The hunter snorted coldly and turned his head away, ignoring A'ao completely.

Heng Zhi clapped his hands, stood aside with his arms folded, and said coldly, "It's better not to say anything. Once we are in court and under severe punishment, there is no reason not to confess."

Fanglian's elder brother Wang Feng was a timid man. When he heard this, his legs almost went limp. "I'll tell you, I'll tell you. The people sent by the old lady of the Mo family said that if we send Fanglian back, we will be given 20 taels of silver, and the funeral will be paid separately."

Twenty taels of silver didn't even feel heavy when held in the hand.

But he was able to control people's hearts, disregard the law, and take Fanglian's life.

Ah-yi sneered, "You ignorant thing, I'll send you away for twenty taels of gold. I'll spend ten taels of gold to buy your father, are you willing to sell him to me?"

Wang Feng's face turned red and he stammered, unable to utter a single word.

"If you can't bear it, just come at me. Why make things difficult for my son?" I thought the man in this family was a mute, but I didn't expect that he couldn't help it after just saying something hurtful to his son.

"I will take care of this trivial matter today." Ah'an took out a wooden sign from her bosom and handed it to Wang Feng. "You go down the mountain now and present this to the Mo family. Ask their master and mistress, as well as the young mistress and their children to surrender to the Shuyang court."

"If you don't obey." Ah's face turned cold and she glanced at Wang Feng, "I will bring the soldiers from the Shuzhong Camp and go and get him myself."

Even Wang Feng's father was frightened when he heard that there were people in the military camp.

Seeing that she had shown off enough, Hengzhi took out a purse and stuffed it into the hunter's hand.

The meaning was very clear. Twenty taels of silver would sever the father-daughter relationship between Fanglian and him.

Wang Feng ran away trembling with the wooden sign in his hand. Ah-yi finally softened her heart and said to Fanglian, "If you are willing to come with us, we will definitely return your children to you and give you justice."

The tears on Fanglian's face were not yet dry, and she nodded slowly.

If a person is in desperate situation and finally finds a candle to save her life, Ah'an is willing to be her candle.

A'an felt relieved when she saw the mother and daughter crying to each other.

(End of this chapter)