Chapter 321 - 321 The Secret of the Village
After Rebirth, Mrs. He Dotes On Her Husband
321 The Secret of the Village
The more Chen Weiâer thought about it, the more she felt that something was wrong. Using her long hair to cover her face, Chen Weiâer observed the other woman more carefully.
As for the rest of the women carrying their children, they spontaneously took off their tops and breastfed their crying children out in the open. They didnât mind the men staring at them. It was as if they were already used to it.
When the child in the arms of the woman wearing a white shirt wailed, the latter only frowned. She didnât have any intention of coaxing the child. Her eyes looked desensitized.
âPa!â A man walked over and slapped the woman wearing a white shirt. âAre you f*cking deaf? Didnât you hear the child crying?â
The woman wearing a white shirt finally reacted. She carried the child and shook him up and down twice in a highly perfunctory manner.
The man was probably her husband. The woman wearing a white shirt pushed and shoved the man.
âDonât you have a f*cking brain? Donât you know how to feed your child? If anything happens to my son because of hunger, Iâll beat you up!â
The man didnât stop. âWhat is there to cover anyway? Are you the only one with breasts? Do you see others getting afraid of the onlookers? What if you hurt my son?!â The man didnât like her at all, so he naturally scolded her. âIâve spent so much money to marry you, but in the end, I married a blockhead. Bah! Even a block of wood is better than you. You do not even know how to start a fire and cook. What the hell can you do? I have really been scammed by Sister Zhuâ¦â
The more Chen Weiâer listened, the more shocked she felt. She badly hoped that the girl married for love. However, after she heard the manâs words and witnessed the mistreatment, Chen Weiâer knew that it was definitely not the case.
The man was alluding to some kind of blind date. The person called Sister Zhu must have been a matchmakerâ¦
But then, the man also mentioned spending a lot of money. Did he mean a betrothal gift? Or was it something else? If it were a betrothal gift, it would confirm that the womanâs family sold her. What if that wasnât the case though? After all, if the womanâs parents could sign her up for dance classes, then why would they sell their daughter to the mountainsâ¦
Chen Weiâer couldnât help but shiver. She stared at the woman in the white shirt through her hair.
The woman in the white shirt, on the other hand, was expressionless, and her eyes remained lifeless.
She raised her hand to brush the hair that was hanging in front of her eyes. Chen Weiâer was startled by the sight before her.
As the woman wearing a white shirt raised her arm, the sleeve of her top slid down, revealing the red marks on her originally fair and tender skin. She seemed to have been scaldedâ¦
Chen Weiâer clenched her fists. At that moment, she was certain that the woman wearing a white shirt was not originally from the village. There was a high chance that she was from a good family, raised with a good upbringing, and knowledgeable⦠Some kind of accident must have forced her to end up stranded here with a child.
Chen Weiâer grip grew increasingly tighter. Her nails even dug into her palms. Some answers were becoming clear!
Chen Weiâer forced herself to calm down. Taking advantage of her hair, she observed other women to check if there were any who were in the same situation as the woman wearing a white shirtâ¦
She looked at them one by one and soon found another person who seemed out of place.
The woman was dressed in rags, and it was obvious that it was not her own clothes because they did not fit her. The style wasnât appropriate for her age. Her very short hair was cut messily. Her lower abdomen was slightly protruding, but she was so scrawny that she looked like she could be blown away by a gust of wind. Also, there was a round mark on her ring finger. Chen Weiâer slightly narrowed her eyes. That was aâ¦ring mark.
The short-haired woman and the woman wearing a white shirt had similar expressionsâneither happy nor sad. They were exceptionally different from the people in Osmanthus Village.
Chen Weiâer turned her gaze to another place. In fact, the local women in the village were really easy to recognize. Almost all of them had a strong local accent, and they were happily cracking melon seeds and chatting. Therefore, those reserved and unaccompanied women stood out.
However, Chen Weiâer only saw the woman wearing a white shirt and the short-haired woman. Was there really no one else?
Chen Weiâer slowly tucked her hair behind her ears and asked Wang Hua casually, âAre all the people in the village here? It seems like there arenât a lot of people hereâ¦â
Wang Hua was stunned for a moment. She obviously didnât expect Chen Weiâer to take the initiative to speak. âAhâ¦yes, all of them are here. Our place is impoverished so naturally, the population is paltry⦠However, the older children didnât attend. They went to bed early.â
Of course, Wang Hua wouldnât tell the actual reason for the childrenâs absence to Chen Weiâer. Todayâs occasion wasnât suitable for younger audiences.
Chen Weiâer didnât say anything and just nodded.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
He Xun, who was beside his wife, noticed Chen Weiâerâs abnormal behavior. He leaned over and asked in a low voice, âWhatâs wrong?â