Chapter 602: Chapter 594: She’s Enduring It Chapter 602: Chapter 594: She’s Enduring It The wild plant she added into the Song family’s pot yesterday was an herbal dicine that had no effect on won.
It could be eaten like any wild vegetable, but tasted a little bitter.
It was harmless.
However, for n, it was a different story.
It could cause problems in a man’s sexual function.
The more you eat, the less it works.
After eating it continuously for a few tis, it could make n lose their fertility and also their sexual energy.
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It would take about five to six years to recover.
As for Song Dashao, he was still young, so his recovery in his thirties could still be possible, but Song Old Man, there’s no hope for him in his lifeti.
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If he dares to have such disgusting thoughts, he should not bla her for feeding him this kind of dicine.
If she could leave this place, then after a few years, Song Dashao might be able to marry and have children again.
But the old man Song could only dream about it.
If she couldn’t leave here her whole life, then Song Dashao could spend his lifeti with her without descendants.
She then picked so roots and tree bark and put them in her pocket.
When she arrived ho, she added them into the pot.
Of course, it was not a poison, after all, she had to eat the food cooked by the Song family too.
She could not poison and kill herself at the sa ti as poisoning others.
These herbs combined would further decrease the old man Song’s sexual ability, maybe even eliminate any related thoughts.
On her way back from the field, Yuxin saw good quality hay by the roadside and picked so up.
She planned to make a bed with it, it should be soft and warm.
She would gather more every day, maybe enough to make a bed and a blanket of hay to ward off so wind.
At night, she lay down on the dry hay she had prepared.
Although the hay was damp, it was better than the cold ground.
She lived a hard life like this every day, but at least she was still alive.
She also noticed that the vicious looks thrown at her had lessened quite a bit lately, and that the old man Song seed to have aged a lot.
No, he had definitely aged greatly, probably both in body and spirit.
Perhaps no man willingly accepts aging, and man’s denial of aging might be due to their sexual capabilities.
But when that is gone, there’s no point in denying.
Tang Yuxin added so more herbs to the pot, a little more, for a little longer, so that old Song’s lasting lifeti, he won’t dare to lay a finger on her.
Such a disgusting man, doing such disgusting things.
If God doesn’t punish him, Tang Yuxin will.
“Look at Heidou’s wife, now she has a baby, Heidou’s mother is even a grandmother now.
But we, don’t even have a trace of a grandson.”
“Can Heidou’s son compare to ours?”
The old man Song poked at his hookah on the table, his small eyes sparkling with an unknown light.
Upon hearing this, old lady Song was upset.
How are they not the sa, aren’t they all n?
She had never thought her idiot son was any worse than others, whatever other sons can do, her son can too.
Old man Song scoffed, sitting there puffing away at his hookah, yet his eyes were always fixed on Yuxin who was sweeping the floor.
Tang Yuxin was sensitive to the insinuating look in old man Song’s eyes.
She heard the conversation between Old Man Song and Old Lady Song.
And she just laughed derisively.
Old man Song still hasn’t given up on her, even though his “thing” is useless, he’s still hoping.
“Hurry up and work, you’re like a dead person, so slow.”
Old Mrs.
Song was choked by Old Man Song’s demoralising remark.
She firmly twisted Yuxin’s arm left and right until she felt satisfactorily good.
She then released her hand, and went out to visit her neighbors.
Tang Yuxin rubbed her arm, lifted up her head, and t old man Song’s disgusting gaze again.
A dried leaf fell from the tree and landed right on Yuxin’s head.
She touched the leaf on her head, feeling her matted hair as if it had been gnawed by a dog.
She took down the leaf, turned it slightly, the yellow veins in the leaf stung her eyes, and even more so, her heart.
She does not know how long she has been away?
Nor does she know how long she has to stay here.
Perhaps a lifeti?
Perhaps she can never go ho?
She might die here, and be buried here, without anyone knowing.
She let go of her hand, and the leaf gently fell, not knowing where it had landed, perhaps not far away, or perhaps…
Very far.
However, however far, it’s not in the direction of her ho, it’s not the ho…
Old lady Song kicked Tang Yuxin’s leg.
Yuxin fell forward onto the ground hard, unable to stand up for a good while, a dull pain radiated from her stomach.
Her nose stung, involuntarily; tears ford, almost freezing in the corners of her eyes.
She held back.
She held back.
But she couldn’t hold back…
“Hey, Sister Song, this daughter-in-law you bought is human too.
If you keep kicking her like this, and she dies one day, isn’t your five hundred yuan wasted?”
A middle-aged woman approached, accompanied by a pregnant woman with a big belly.
Old Mrs.
Song snorted, “She’s just a lazy glutton.
If she dies, we can take it,”
“And why isn’t she getting up?” Old Mrs.
Song, a bit annoyed, kicked Yuxin again, “Playing dead, huh?
You’ll still have to work for even if you’re playing dead.
If you don’t work, you won’t eat today.”
Yuxin propped herself up on the ground with both hands.
Her fingers were frozen, red and swollen, almost startling at a glance.
She struggled to stand up, the pain in her stomach montarily subsiding, it was not so painful, not so hot anymore.
She secretly took her pulse, and breathed a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, she had no major complications.
She did indeed have a tough life.
That’s right, her life was tough.
She wouldn’t die that easily.
Even if she had to live here for the rest of her life, she wouldn’t die that easily.
As soon as she lifted her head, she heard a “thump”.
Old Mrs.
Song’s hand slapped her face.
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