Old Chen's house, Westinghouse.

Yang Ruolan frowned as she looked at the food and meat that had been poured into the urine bucket.

I'm really hungry, but I have to endure it no matter how hungry I am.

I'm going to see what the hell that Qian is doing tonight!

Yang Ruolan and Yi lay on the bed, put down the tent, and hid a pair of scissors under the pillow.

The night gradually quieted down.

There was a lamp on the table in front of the bed, and the light in the room was so dim.

Yang Ruolan was lying on the bed, not sleepy at all.

She remembered some time ago, lying in bed at this point in time, people fell asleep.

I didn't eat the food sent by Qian tonight, and I really didn't feel sleepy at all.

It seems that there is something really wrong with the meal.

She pricked up her ears and silently caught the movement in the doorway.

Everything was so quiet, and in the yard next door, there was the sound of pouring water for washing feet.

Then came the bolt door, and everyone was ready to go to bed.

Yang Ruolan waited quietly, waiting......

The night was peaceful, and there was no sound.

I don't know how long it has been, but she is gradually getting a little sleepy.

He yawned, rolled over, and told himself that he couldn't sleep, but his eyelids couldn't help but close.

In a daze, she felt the bed move.

Then, someone was tugging at her quilt.

Soon, a big rough hand touched her waist, and he shoved it directly into her pajama pants......

Yang Ruolan shook her head and opened her eyes.

The candlelight, casting a hunched black shadow on the tent inside the bed.

Yang Ruolan was shocked, pulled out the scissors that were pressed under the pillow, and turned over.

A pair of scissors pierced the body of the black shadow behind him.

It must have been pierced in the shoulder, and the blood rushed out and splashed on her face, warm.

The man screamed, clutched his shoulders and rolled out of the tent, falling to the ground.

"****, my aunt killed you!"

Yang Ruolan was furious, jumped out of bed, and copied a pair of scissors in her hand, and the scissors were ticking and bleeding.

"Is that you?"

She saw clearly that the person who fell to the ground was none other than Wangfu from the village.

This Wangfu is a few years older than her father Yang Hualin.

There are mothers-in-law, there are children, and the children are all married.

Usually when I have nothing to do, I squat in the corner of the wall and stuff the sun, watching the passing women.

Alcoholism, beating his wife when he drinks too much, is notorious in the village, and Yang Ruolan hates such an old man the most.

"You brute, I'll kill you!"

Thinking of the abnormal traces on her body, Yang Ruolan understood everything.

She waved her scissors like crazy and poked Wangfu.

Wangfu was so frightened that he struggled to run out and begged for mercy.

"It's none of my business, your stepmother took my money and let me sleep with you."

"I'm going to look for you and find her!"

Leaving these words, Wangfu ran out of the Westinghouse with a smoke.

Yang Ruolan chased out of the West House and found that in the hall, Qian and a man from Yujia Village were also there.

Seeing this situation, Qian and the others were surprised.

"Run, run!"

While rushing Wangfu and the old watch from Yujia Village to the door, Qian said to Yang Ruolan: "You make trouble, make trouble, the whole village knows that you have a face!" ”

Yang Ruolan kept driving the three Qian people out of the yard, bolted the yard door, ran back to the house, and tied the door.

Then, she threw away the scissors, fell to her knees, hugged her shoulders and cried.

"Lan girl, what's wrong with your yard? What's wrong? ”

The neighbor's daughter-in-law across the wall poked her head out and shouted in this direction.

Yang Ruolan hurriedly covered her mouth and blew out the lamp on the table.

"Let's sleep in the middle of the night, don't make noise to our neighbors!"

Outside, the neighbor's daughter-in-law muttered a few words, and went back to the house to go to bed.

In this room, it was pitch black.

The bleak moonlight came in from the window and shone beside Yang Ruolan.

She sat on the ground, leaning against the cold wall behind her, in the darkness, crying, cursing, despairing like a homeless little beast.

……

At dawn, Yang Ruolan made a bold decision.

That day Song couldn't count on it, and she had to find her own way out.

She was leaving Changping Village and going to the town, or to the county seat.

In the past, when she lived in the town and county, the sons and daughters of several large families liked her.

No matter what she could, she had to approach them.

As long as one of them was still infatuated with her beauty, she made him a concubine.

It's better than staying in this hellish place and being molested by those old men in Wangfu!

Yang Ruolan hurriedly rushed back to her house, rummaging through the boxes and cabinets to find the bottom of the box with more than a dozen taels of silver given by Yang Hualin when she got married.

However, when the chest was turned upside down, it was almost three feet into the ground, but no silver could be found.

"No way, I remember hiding under this cabinet all along!"

Yang Ruolan grabbed her unkempt hair like a bird's nest and continued to rummage through the room.

"What are you looking for?"

A high-pitched female voice came in.

Yang Ruolan turned her head to see that Qian was clasping her arms to her chest, leaning against the door of the West House, looking at this side with a smile.

"Did you old steal my money?"

She rushed in front of Qian.

Qian squinted at Yang Ruolan and sneered at the corners of his mouth.

"Who are you scolding,, and sons?" Qian asked rhetorically.

Yang Ruolan was stunned, and suddenly her face turned white with anger.

"Give me my money back!"

She held out her hand to Qian.

Qian sneered and shook his head: "What are you talking about?" I don't understand! ”

"Not really, right?" Yang Ruolan gritted her teeth and stretched out a pair of long nails to grab Qian's face.

Qian didn't watch out, he was grabbed by Yang Ruolan, and his face immediately flowed blood.

"Oh, you little waves, hooves, dare to beat the old lady, looking for death!"

Qian stretched out his hand and grabbed Yang Ruolan's hair.

Pulling and pulling, Yang Ruolan only felt that her scalp was about to crack, and she stumbled under her feet.

Then he was pushed to the ground by Qian.

Qian took a sip on Yang Ruolan's body.

"The old lady is most tired of your hypocritical dog thing."

"Miss's body is a maid's life, selfish and mean, and she doesn't even recognize her own father and brother!"

"If you meet an old lady, you are unlucky."

"Do you still want to be with my mother? I tell you, you dream! ”

After Qian finished scolding, he spat on Yang Ruolan's head again.

Yang Ruolan was trembling with anger, struggling to get up and pounce on the Qian family again.

The Qian family was born tall and big, and in the past, in the Goolan Courtyard, he often fought with the girls next door in order to rob the benefactor.

This slap was slapped, and Yang Ruolan, who was as delicate as a flower, fell back again.

His forehead hit the corner of the chair and almost fainted.

Yang Ruolan lay on the ground and cried.

"Why...... Why do you want to hurt me like this? I haven't hurt you......"

Facing Yang Ruolan's questioning, Qian shook his head and sneered.

"Look at you!"

"Your father spoils you, and he wants the old lady to give you food and drink, and the old lady is unhappy!"