Chapter 1953: The ancient little widow in the rebirth text 2
"Crack."
The small horn that she broke off fell submissively as if pinched by mud.
Shu Ange spread his hands and smiled at the sun, ignoring the words of the servant girl outside and scolding Huai.
She looked around and saw a miniature bonsai made of stone.
Shu Ange approached the rockery, raised his hand out of his sleeve, and chopped it down without hesitation. With this split, her hands were neither red nor blue, but the pocket rockery was split in two and fell to both sides.
With this strength, it is no wonder that when she woke up, she was able to lift the beam that was pressing on her body.
"Miss Zhou, people want face, tree and bark. If you don't leave, don't blame the old lady for inviting her in person."
There was another yin and yang strange voice outside, and the two women thought that the third grandmother was lucky.
If it wasn't for the eldest son to take the imperial examination, the old man and his wife were afraid that there would be a scandal in the family and would ruin their reputation, and they would have cleaned up Zhou Anle quietly, how could she have been allowed to cry, make trouble, and hang herself.
The father-in-law and daughter-in-law pick up dust, which is a big scandal in the countryside, and the He family is justifiable to send him away in a hurry.
Ask them to say that a woman with a little bit of shame, even if she doesn't hang herself, should find a well to jump in, so as not to be looked down upon.
Shu Ange looked down at the new white linen clothes he had collected on his body. It was unlucky to wear linen and filial piety, so there were no patches.
It's okay to go, Shu Ange really doesn't want to stay here, but the He family sent her away, but she didn't even have a divorce paper, she didn't want to suffer this loss.
What if they jumped out later and pressed her in the name of her husband's family.
Outside, the spring was in full bloom. Shu Ange supported the pale face on the threshold, looked at the servant girl with a big waist and said, "I am the third grandmother of the famous He family, please don't want me to leave without a reason. And Geng Tie, I was hanged on the tree in front of He's house when I left the house."
Shu Ange's resolute remarks calmed the two rough women, who looked at each other in dismay, fearing that they would force Shu Ange to find fault again. So one of them went to the eldest wife for an idea.
Madam He's head hurts when her husband molested his daughter-in-law. As soon as he heard Shu Ange's request, he directly asked the eldest son to write the letter of letting go of his wife and then took out the Geng Tie, hurriedly sending the **** of plague away.
Of course, she didn't forget to instruct the servants to intimidate Shu Ange, and not to talk nonsense after going out, otherwise it would make her look good.
After sorting out these things, Mrs. He put on a hot towel and sighed, hoping that her eldest son would be successful in the imperial examinations.
It's really not easy for a woman in this life, why did she marry such a generous person, He Yuanwai, in the first place.
There are so many maids and old ladies in the house, it's not enough for him to spoil him, and he even focuses on his daughter-in-law who has no meat on her body.
After taking the divorce letter and the Geng Tie, Shu Ange is not nostalgic, she has no long possessions and no dowry.
After listening to the threats from the servants of the He family with an indifferent expression, she put the divorce book and Geng Tie in her arms and walked out of the He family's gate, immediately looking happy.
There is no rush to clean up the He family. The most important thing is to go home and take care of the Song family.
The thing Zhou Anle couldn't let go of the most was his mother who brought him up through hard work.
After walking about a mile, Shu Ange patted his forehead and finally thought of a big problem.
After inheriting the memory of the original owner, she knew how to get to the Zhou family, but when she was in town, she could go home with her two feet.
From Fudian Town to Xiping Village, there are dozens of miles, so Shu Ange felt in his pocket, but there was not a single copper plate clean.
After walking another two miles, her stomach began to growl, silently cursing the He family's heart was too dark, and she was reluctant to let her eat a bowl of dry rice.
Shu Ange's face was wrinkled like a bitter gourd. He found a stone and sat there, looking at the road to Xiping Village with a sullen face, thinking about how to get home.
"Hey, isn't this Anle, why are you sitting here?"
An old man's voice came, Shu Ange looked up and couldn't help but chatted with her was the neighbor of the original owner's house, who was mild-mannered and called Lao Liutou.
She stood up all of a sudden, and said politely, "Grandpa Liu, I have been divorced from the He family. I have nothing on my body, and I am worrying about how to get home."
Old Liutou almost watched Zhou Anle grow up, and saw the skinny little girl wearing Bai Xiao sitting on the side of the road, with a hint of sympathy on her wrinkled face: "Come on, go, Grandpa Liu will take you home. , you girl is also suffering, alas."
The little girl with flower bones was hurriedly stuffed into the sedan before she grew up. Old Liutou and the others couldn't see it, and they didn't know how Father Zhou pushed his granddaughter into the fire pit with a dark heart.
Now Zhou Anle died as soon as he got married, and her husband was divorced. Life will be hard in the future.
The kind-hearted person took the initiative to help him, and Shu Ange's eyes suddenly lit up, and he said a little embarrassedly: "Thank you, Grandpa Liu, when I save the copper money, I will definitely make up for your travel expenses."
"Hehe, you silly girl, although old Liutou is poor, is it possible that you are still short of a few coins for this little girl. Come on up, your mother is wiping tears at home these days, but I miss you."
Old Liutou took pity on Shu Ange's life and thought that he could help him. He was a rude person who couldn't say anything to comfort him, so he could only give her a ride.
Shu Ange climbed onto the ox cart with a grunt, grinning, and his beaming appearance made Lao Liutou feel a little relieved.
After walking for a while, the old Liutou finally thought about a sentence, and said while shaking the whip: "Girl, no one has a hurdle in this life. If you fall and get up, you will have a long life in the future."
"Um!"
Shu Ange followed the ox cart, nodded his head, and remembered that the old Liu had his back to him, so he returned full of anger: "Don't worry, Dad Liu, I am still young and have strength, I am not afraid of hardships, life is always It will get better day by day."
"Hey-hey."
Shu Ange could think about it, and the old Liutou was relieved, and drove the car to Xiping Village.
When they met the neighbors on the road, everyone inevitably took a look at Shu Ange and asked a few more questions. It was half concern and half gossip.
These days, I believe in marrying a chicken, following a chicken, marrying a dog, following a dog, marrying a bench and walking on your back. Not to mention the eight who carried the big sedan chair and married into the door, there were also many women who guarded the door and widowed.
Therefore, the feudal era was not good. The man's wife was not dead, and the concubines were carried one by one.
When a woman dies of her husband, it is extremely difficult to remarry.
Perhaps the original owner would be ashamed to mention the matter of being divorced, but Shu Ange does not shy away from it. She wants everyone to know that she is free.
Within two days, Xiping Village knew that the little girl the Zhou family sent to Chongxi turned out to be a widow, and was brought back by the He family.
In Dali, widows are ominous and disgusting, and being abandoned is even more shameful. There are not many people who satirize Shu Ange openly and secretly.
But what does this have to do with Shu Ange, and rumors can't grow on her.