Divorced by her husband's family and rejected by her own! She defiantly turned her life around

Village Chief Liu said to Meng Shunliang, "Shunliang, I'm waking you up so late. Someone from the village went into the deep mountains and hasn't returned yet. We need your help."

"I'm sorry, Uncle Village Chief, I can't go."

When my father died, I knelt before his bed and swore that I would never set foot in the deep mountains again. How could I face my deceased father if I went there?

The village chief had no choice but to let him go back. He wanted to go find Liu Dawang, but then he thought about his wife and decided against it. Dawang's family was going to build a house, which was considered unlucky.

Finally, the village chief led 45 people up the mountain with torches. The people of Bainiwan, unable to wait for the people to return, also led a group of people into the mountain to search for them.

Liu Dahu and his group ventured deep into the mountains, cautiously searching as they went. In their minds, treasures were ginseng and lingzhi. Surprisingly, they were quite lucky; not long after entering the mountains, they found a small ginseng, which gave them even more motivation.

They were so engrossed in their search that they unknowingly wandered deep into the mountains and lost their bearings. Seeing that the sun had already passed noon, some suggested that they stop here for the day and hurry up to find a way down the mountain, while others said that it was still early and there was no rush to search further.

The sun quickly began to set, and the entire forest darkened, making it impossible to see anything. Everyone started to panic, wandering around in circles in the woods but unable to find their way out.

A rustling sound rang out, and everyone immediately became alert, gripping their machetes tightly.

Three large wild boars suddenly sprang out of the bushes and charged straight at them. The boars were so fierce and fast that the crowd was scattered before anyone could react.

Those who were agile found a tree and climbed it, while those who couldn't climb it watched helplessly as people were torn apart by wild boars. They didn't even have time to get up and run away before the wild boars rammed into them, causing their intestines to be ripped out.

The person in the tree trembled with fear, not knowing who the person below was. Only their agonizing cries echoed in their ears, "Ah~ help me!"

The howling gradually subsided and eventually disappeared, signifying the end of a life.

The three wild boars still refused to leave, constantly ramming against each other. The people in the tree clung tightly to the trunk, afraid of falling and becoming the wild boars' supper.

A gust of wind blew by, carrying with it a strong smell of blood. Seeing that the people in the tree didn't come down, and having finished eating, the wild boars left and went back to their den to sleep.

The departure of the wild boar gave them a slight sense of relief, and they then called out each other's names one by one. Liu Dahu called out repeatedly, but did not receive a response from his son, Liu Qinghe.

He was seething with hatred. He shouldn't have acted rashly and brought Qinghe to the mountains. How was he going to explain this when he got home? He pounded his chest, tears streaming down his face.

At this moment, Liu Dahu felt nothing but fear and hatred. He hated Liu Siyue, that unfilial daughter, and even more so Liu Dawang, that despicable man who had no brotherly affection. If they had just helped them, he and his son wouldn't have risked going up the mountain, only to have his son perish in the jaws of wild beasts. He secretly resolved that as long as he could return alive, he would not let this matter rest.

Of the 17 people who went up the mountain, only 13 have responded. Although the wild boar is gone, they dare not come down from the tree to check. They are too weak to move; their legs and bodies are too weak. Even if they went down, it would only be suicide.

They planned to spend the night in the tree and find a way down the mountain early the next morning. The fear and dread had exhausted them both physically and mentally, and they closed their eyes to doze off in the tree. But fate was not on their side.

A rustling sound came from the woods, and dozens of pairs of green eyes appeared. They held their breath, not daring to make a sound.

The wolves kept pacing around, seemingly having spotted the people in the tree. A howl broke the silence of the night, and dozens more came running from not far away. They crouched under the tree, watching the people in the tree, and the two sides began to fight.

If people in the trees are afraid of wild boars, they are even more afraid of wolves, both psychologically and physiologically. They were already soaked in cold, and the mountain wind at night made them shiver. Some of them were so frightened that they were stunned. One of them accidentally fell directly from the tree and was eaten by wolves. Those who were about to close their eyes and go to sleep could only wait for dawn with their eyes open.

The tiger, king of beasts, also came after smelling the scent. When the two tigers got close, they saw dozens of vicious wolves staring at them with their big green eyes, as if to say, "If you dare to come forward, we'll fight you to the death."

With a howl from the alpha wolf, the pack immediately prepared for battle. The two tigers also roared, startling the birds that were roosting at night. The small animals scattered in all directions, scrambling to find a safe place to take refuge. They didn't even dare to watch the contest between these powerful figures.

After roaring a few times, the tiger left. They are intelligent beast kings, not fools. They know how to assess the situation and understand that even a good tiger cannot withstand a pack of wolves.

The people of Bainiwan were a bit smarter. They found a cave to hide in and blocked the entrance with stones, which was relatively safe. However, some kind of animal pried at the stones blocking the entrance all night, almost scaring them to death. They were so scared they wet themselves.

They were all looking forward to dawn. Usually, it felt like dawn broke before they even went to sleep, but today it was still dark. It was as if even the heavens were against them.

"Father, did you hear the howling of wolves? It's not safe in the mountains tonight. If we go in, we'll probably just be throwing our lives away."

We can't go any further. If we encounter a pack of wolves, none of us will survive.

The villagers were worried about their families and didn't want the village chief to give up like this, but they were also afraid that if they encountered a pack of wolves, not only them, but the entire village would not survive if they went into the deep mountains.

The village chief didn't want to say this, fearing that people would blame him later for not saving the person. He looked at the people who had come with him and asked, "What do you all think?"

"Village chief, Hongyu is right. We can't go into the mountains now. We'll risk getting ourselves killed before others can be rescued."

We'll go in when it's light; hopefully they can hold on.

When the village chief saw that the person speaking was Tugen's father, and that his three sons had gone there—the third, fourth, and fifth sons—the others also felt that what Tugen's father said made sense, and decided to wait until dawn before going into the mountains.

Tugen's father cherished his life and was also very proud of it. Anyway, he had many sons. Even if these three were lost, he still had four sons. No one else could compare to him.

"Village chief, look, there's a fire there. Could it be people going into the mountains?"

Everyone looked in the same direction and saw the firelight. Now they had a direction, and the people over there also saw the firelight and quickly came over.

"Father, look! The firelight over there is coming this way."

"It must be them, it must be them." Everyone quickened their pace again.

The firelight over there belonged to the villagers of Bainiwan. Village Chief Wei was also leading people up the mountain to search for someone. It was almost dawn when the two groups finally met and exclaimed in unison, "What are you doing here?"

"Old Liu, have the people from your village gone deep into the mountains?"

"Yes, have the people from your village gone deep into the mountains too?"

"They all heard from your villagers that they dug up treasure in the mountains. These people are so desperate to get rich that they secretly went into the mountains. There was quite a commotion in the mountains last night; something big must have happened."

"Old Liu, I'm afraid we can't go into the mountains with just these people; we'll have to go back and invite others."

"Old Wei, you're right. We should send people down the mountain now, and bring more people and tools up the mountain."

The two men each sent out the fastest men from their own villages. Village Chief Liu told his son to go back and tell him to stop working at Da Wang's house for now, as saving lives was the priority.