People passing by looked at her and didn't care. It was probably around dusk that the villagers dragged her out and found a bullock cart to take her back.
Ms. Liu slowly woke up from the oxcart and immediately rolled out of the cart when she saw that she had arrived at the door of her house.
She crawled all the way to the house on her knees, eager to find water to wash herself off. Who knew that as soon as the door opened, she saw Du Dajiang rolling with another woman.
"Ah! Du Dajiang! What are you doing?!" Mrs. Liu looked at the scene in front of her, trembling with anger.
Du Dajiang quickly put on his clothes and said with an unhappy look on his face: "Didn't you leave? Why are you back?"
Mrs. Liu pointed at the woman on the bed and asked him angrily, "Who is this woman? What are you doing?!"
The woman on the bed dressed slowly, raised her eyebrows and smiled: "Sister Liu, can't you see this? Don't you know best?"
In order to marry Du Dajiang, Mrs. Liu secretly had an affair with Du Dajiang before Du Wanchunniang died. This was known to everyone in the village. ?.?????.???
Now, Mrs. Liu has also watched her man get together with other women.
It's tit for tat.
Mrs. Liu collapsed and strode forward towards the woman, "You bitch! Let me beat you to death!"
Seeing that she was stinking all over, the woman hurriedly hid behind Du Dajiang and said delicately: "Brother Du, help me quickly!"
Du Dajiang looked at Mrs. Liu with disgust and slapped her hard.
This slap directly knocked Ms. Liu dizzy and she fell to the ground.
Mrs. Liu covered her face and cried bitterly, "Du Dajiang, after all, I have been with you for a few years and gave you a daughter. How could you do this to me?!"
Du Dajiang pointed at her and said angrily: "You still have the nerve to mention your daughter. When I let you in, I wanted you to give me a son, but you just gave me a daughter! Since you can't give birth, then don't Blame me for finding another woman to have sex with!"
Du Dajiang also said this to Du Wanchun's mother when he took Liu's arm.
Du Wanchun's mother, who was already in poor health at the time, vomited a mouthful of blood when she heard this.
Now it was Liu's turn to vomit blood.
Mrs. Liu covered her chest and cursed angrily: "You two adulterers and adulterers, wait for me. I won't just leave. I will stay here until I die."
Seeing her being so messy, Du Dajiang didn't bother to pay attention to her anymore, "You can stay here if you want to, but don't think that I will give you a bite to eat!"
Ms. Liu didn't believe that he really wouldn't give it, so she lay on the ground and stayed with the Du family, "Okay, I'll fight you to the death!"
Du Dajiang hugged the woman on the bed, kicked her away, and then walked to the next room.
The two rooms are not very soundproof.
Mrs. Liu lay on the ground, listening to the sounds coming from next door, her teeth itching with hatred.
Here the Du family is making a fuss, and over there the Zhou family is gathering around counting money.
Aunt Zhou looked at the ingots of silver, her eyes sparkling, "Mrs. Fang is really a good person. If it weren't for her, our fragrant dew might not be able to sell."
Du Wanchun nodded and said, "Yes, Mrs. Fang is indeed a person who has seen the world."
Aunt Zhou held her hand and said, "But the most important thing is to thank you, Wan Chun."
Du Wanchun shook his head quickly, "Why are you thanking me? These fragrances are all made by you, mother. Without your craftsmanship, Mrs. Fang might not like them."
"Of course I want to thank you. If it wasn't you, I wouldn't have thought that I could make fragrant dew." Aunt Zhou said with a very grateful face.
Du Wanchun said with a smile: "It's nothing. The main thing is that mother believes in me. If mother didn't believe it, she wouldn't really make perfume with me."
Aunt Zhou sighed, smiling with tears in her eyes, "You are such a good kid."
The three brothers from the Zhou family watched their mother-in-law and daughter-in-law compliment each other, and they all laughed.
Early the next morning, Aunt Zhou took her money and bought half a pig, cotton and cloth from the next village, as well as some pots and pans for daily use, as well as salt for eating.
She made two new quilts from cotton, and then made new clothes for each of the children.
Aunt Zhou made Du Wanchun a green pleated skirt.
The fabric this time is much better than the light yellow one last time.
After Du Wanchun put it on, his whole face took on a new look, and his fair face looked more complex than usual.
She had never worn such good clothes in the Du family. Even the ones with better fabrics were still gray-purple linen long skirts. The skirts were ugly and rough and uncomfortable to wear.
The dress that Aunt Zhou made for her had layers of hem. It was light and fluttering when she walked on the road. When the spring breeze blew, the hem of the dress could still sway slightly like water.
The more she looked, the more
