Chapter 597: Chapter 589: Malicious Intentions Chapter 597: Chapter 589: Malicious Intentions She knows, even without looking, that her body is now covered in injuries.
That old woman from the Song Family almost scrubbed off all her skin and flesh.
She touched the iron chain at her feet again.
She couldn’t guess whether the Song Family had prepared it specifically for her, or whether it used to restrain a dog.
Even with an axe, she wasn’t sure if she could break it.
Outside, the wind howled, rattling the old, worn out windows from ti to ti, sending drafts into the room.
The cold made Tang Yuxin hold her body tightly.
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The sky was gradually darkening, and the house was without light.
Only the faint snores of the Song Family’s fool echoed in the gloom.
Suddenly, there was a sound from the door, distinctly different from the wind’s buffet.
There was soone outside.
Tang Yuxin gripped the corner of her blanket tightly, her muscles tensing, even her breathing nearly stopping.
“Any noises inside?”
The old woman from the Song Family whispered to her husband.
“Can’t tell?”
The old man from the Song Family pressed his ear to the door, “I can only hear the wind.”
If they were not going to consummate their relation, how would they have a child?
The old woman from the Song family wished her idiot son could consummate with this mute woman tonight.
Co next year, she might be cradling a grandchild.
Having a grandchild would fulfill her lifelong wish.
Even if she were to die, she would rest easy.
But could her fool of a son really do it?
“No rushing,” the old man from the Song Family reassured her, his hands behind his back.
“Our son has his heart set on that girl, Youtao.
He’s stubborn as a mule.
Given so ti, once they’ve spent more ti together, I wouldn’t believe if they can’t consummate.”
So things, didn’t need teaching.
It’s human nature.
Their son might be an idiot, but he still knew how to urinate.
Surely, he’d know how to do the rest.
The old man wasn’t worried in the slightest.
The girl was within their reach, becoming grandparents was practically a sure thing.
It’s only a matter of ti.
The old woman from the Song Family mumbled and babbled so.
They both stood outside for a while longer, then the sound of their footsteps receding, growing further and further away, could be heard.
When she could no longer hear their voices, only the wind beating against the dilapidated doors and windows, intermittent sounds of soone snoring, and the rustling of leaves in the yard carried in by the wind, remained.
Tang Yuxin huddled up, sitting on the floor, wrapping herself in a thin blanket, trying to fight the bone-chilling cold.
Overwheld by exhaustion, she finally succumbed to sleep.
In this chill and gloomy weather, she sat alone on the floor, providing warmth, safety, and hope for herself.
She didn’t know how long she slept – it felt like re monts, but also a very long ti.
She awoke to the crowing of roosters.
Consciousness returned to her abruptly.
The frosty air quickly dispelled any residual sleepiness.
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The rooster crowed outside.
How many years it had been since she last heard a rooster crow?
Back in the village, many households kept chickens, so every morning they were woken by the crowing of roosters, not by any alarm clock.
She hadn’t heard them after moving to Beijing, nor when she was in the military hospital.
According to Gu Ning, you could hear them in the army camps as they kept pigs and chickens.
Thinking of Gu Ning, her heart sank deeper into despair again, she felt utterly lost and helpless.
Maybe she would never get out of this situation in her lifeti.
She felt relieved about her father and second uncle.
They had their own families and children now.
Even if they lost her, they wouldn’t live as miserably, as aggrieved, and as pathetic lives as they did in the past.
But what about Gu Ning?
Zhang Xiaoi hadn’t returned yet.
She wondered if Gu Ning would rember her words, rember not to marry Zhang Xiaoi, or let her harm him again.
If not, would there be anyone else in the world like Tang Yuxin who would donate a kidney to him to keep him alive?
Footsteps could be heard outside, getting louder as they approached the house.
Tang Yuxin knew it was the old couple from the Song Family.
The people living here were early risers.
She had lived in a rural area, where everyone who fard would rise before the cock crowed and return ho late into the night.
Using the dim light filtering through the window, she guessed it was around six in the morning.
It was indeed an early rise.
Standing up, the iron chain on her foot rattled again.
She took out her Silver Needle and gave the fool from the Song Family a light jab.
He would definitely sleep until ten in the morning.
When she put away her Silver Needle, the door was slamd open with a loud bang.
Tang Yuxin let out a sigh of relief.
Her feet still chained, she stood with her head bowed.
The sight of Tang Yuxin’s scared and submissive deanor made the old woman from the Song Family spit on the floor.
“You, co cook with .”
Pulling the iron chain, she glanced back at Tang Yuxin, wondering if she could hear.
People often say deafness is accompanied by muteness, it seed that this woman was just mute and could hear.
Tang Yuxin stepped outside.
The wind blew across her body, seeping cold into her clothes.
Her body shivered and goosebumps popped up on her skin.
She hugged her arms and suddenly noticed a malicious gaze on her.
That gaze made her uncomfortable, annoyed, even nauseous.
She spun around and saw the old man from the Song Family squatting on the ground with his pipe in hand.
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