Thirty-one years of Jianwen, Siping County, Fengyang Village.

Just after the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, the sky has not yet warmed up, such a cold weather, few people go out, every family is hiding in the house to burn charcoal fire to keep warm.

The north wind was bleak, and the dilapidated thatched huts were shaking.

"Everybody come with me! Go catch the traitor! ”

The sudden shouting woke up the sleeping villagers, and the dogs in Fengyang Village soon barked, accompanied by a thrilling noise, and the villagers ran towards the Su family in the west of the village.

"Bang bang bang! Open the door! Caught rape! ”

"How can we have such a cheap person in Fengyang Village!"

The Su family's chickens and dogs jumped lively.

Song Qingyi was lying on the bed, thinly dressed, and her thin body was trembling by the wind.

Someone kicked open the door of the house and broke in, surrounded Song Qingyi with fierce eyes, dragged her hair down the kang, and was thrown into the courtyard like an abandoned dead thing, and the faces of the villagers were full of contempt and hatred, adding a bit of treachery to the scene in front of them.

I can hear any sound in my ears, but I can't wake up.

"Wow!"

A basin of biting cold water poured down his head.

"Ahh

Song Qingyi's thin body trembled, and she opened her eyes with difficulty, but she saw a series of disdainful eyes, the first thing she saw was the disappointment and disgust in the eyes of her mother-in-law and sister-in-law, and her biological mother Liu and sister Song Qinglian also stared at her with disgust.

Sister Song Qinglian's delicate face was full of hidden malice, her biological mother Liu's teeth were clenched, and her eyes suppressed a frightening excitement.

Song Qingyi's heart trembled.

"Get out of here!" At this time, a shirtless fat man, who let out a scream like killing a pig, was kicked by the ear and kicked beside her.

In the firelight, Song Qingyi's face turned pale and recognized, this is the stupid son of the butcher's family in the south of the village!

"What a slut! A married woman can do such a shameless thing as stealing a man! A mouthful of foul-smelling saliva sprayed onto the fire scar on Song Qingyi's forehead.

What the? Stealing men?

This charge directly smashed Song Qingyi's eyes black, and his thin body shook: "I don't have ......"

However, a men's handkerchief was ruthlessly thrown in front of her: "Slut! This is from a fool, and you dare to say that it is not your name embroidered on it? ”

On the side, Song Qinglian stretched her neck and leaned in to take a look, blinking a pair of autumn eyes with affection, and her words seemed to come out unintentionally: "This is Ayi's embroiderer." ”

This is?

Song Qingyi's eyes widened and stared at Song Qinglian, and she moved her lips in disbelief: "Sister! ”

This veil was obviously carefully placed by her, how could it be found on this fool?

"Sister, don't blame me, you did the pickling, and my sister can't do anything." Song Qinglian hurriedly waved her hand to the side, leaving aside the relationship, a white jade bracelet was exposed on her wrist, the clear and flawless white jade, under the reflection of the firelight, shook Song Qingyi with a headache.

This is? It's her bracelet!

When she got married, the sick husband gave it to her, saying that it was an ancestral treasure, and later the elder sister said that she liked it and begged for it, because the eldest sister said she liked it, Song Qingyi has always been willing to give her anything, and she is willing to endure any grievances, because she is her closest relative, but now she ......

"I don't, I live in the same room with my sister, how can I steal a man." Song Qingyi's throat was tight, and he resolutely defended himself word by word.

A slap in the face!

"You damn girl! It's all caught in pairs, do you still have the face to say? Ah Lian is your own sister, can she still slander you? How did I give birth to such a shameless thing as you? You're going to die! The biological mother, Liu, stepped forward angrily and punched and kicked Song Qingyi.

"Ayi, don't blame me for reporting you, I'm really, really shameless for you!" Song Qinglian said so aggrievedly, but her eyes lit up excitedly.

Song Qingyi's ears were buzzing when he was beaten, and his head was full of insults with spittle.

She was trembling with anger, her chest was rising and falling violently, and she felt that even her breathing was tight and uncomfortable at the moment, as if someone had stuck her throat!

Behind him, several long-bearded old men with dark faces were wearing a pair of cotton robes and gowns, and they were muttering and discussing something with their backs to her, and the old village chief's face was fierce, and his expression was like a blade cruel and ruthless cut to her: "These two people are immoral and corrupt the village style, they are tied together, and they will parade in the streets and sink the pond tomorrow morning!" ”

His word is the authoritative law of the village.

Song Qingyi was dripping in cold sweat, looked at Lai Shi in despair, and begged for mercy in a hoarse voice: "Mother-in-law, I was wrong, I know that I have done many wrong things, I am not filial, but I did not betray my husband, I know that I was framed!" ”

"Shut up, what face do you have to mention my big brother again?" The little sister of the Su family pinched her waist, and she was so angry that she couldn't wait to come forward and slap her again.

Lai, who has always had the right to speak in the village, just glanced at her indifferently at this time, don't turn her head and say nothing.

The old village chief waved his hand, and Song Qingyi and Wang Fool were tied together and escorted to an old banyan tree in the village.

In the early morning of the next day, as soon as the rooster crowed, Song Qingyi was put into a pig cage and paraded on the street.

On the riverbank, the Su family members all had indifferent faces, and the villagers of Fengyang Village were pointing and pointing with their eyebrows.

"I'll say a few words to my sister." Song Qinglian walked up to her sister delicately, and the moment she lowered her head, she was a little hideous.

"Do you know why the little brother of the Fu family, who has been your childhood sweetheart since childhood, abandoned you and married me instead?"

Song Qinglian's face was sad, and she took a few steps to squat down in front of her.

Facing Song Qingyi's incomprehensible gaze, Song Qinglian smiled and stroked the scar on her forehead, "I think that year, you were a flower and a moon, I drugged you, and when you were unconscious, I pressed your forehead hard with a red-hot iron tong......"

On the white wrist, the luster of the bracelet was warm, and Song Qingyi was dizzy when he saw it.

"You know that three years ago, Su Xiaowan pushed you into the water, you had a high fever, and your mother-in-law didn't care whether you lived or died, so that you fell ill, and since then, you have resented the two of them, but you have never known that I stumbled over the water, and the medicine that my mother-in-law boiled for you was ......also poured by me and A-Niang."

Song Qing smiled cruelly and listed how she had harmed her over the years.