Chapter 304 Chapter 304: Beggar's Past 【Two in One】
Shen Tang looked at the beggar with a little surprise.
She thought that the beggar should have no education based on his previous words and deeds. She has been in the market for a long time, and she has learned the ability to "speak fragrance" through her ears and eyes. However, judging from the beggar's neither humble nor overbearing demeanor and those two sentences, her judgment was wrong.
"It's easy to talk about being rude. I thought you were young and lonely, and you were imprisoned for a full six days. If you think about it, you have learned a lesson, so you will expose it. But, where do you start when you say that I avenged your family?" ?” Shen Tang pretended to be at a loss.
"Xiaomin's family was murdered by Mrs. Zhang..." Beggar paused for a while, with tears in his eyes, "If it wasn't for Mr. Shen, Xiaomin would not see their family suffer retribution even if he died...so in Xiaomin's eyes , Shen Jun is the benefactor of Xiaomin's family."
Shen Tang eased his face: "Don't cry, speak slowly."
She is not a person full of sympathy, and she will not comfort a crying little girl, but Shen Tang can't help but let a poor child cry at her. So his eyes signaled the little official to fetch a mat so that the beggar could sit down and talk slowly.
The beggar has severe frostbite on his feet.
The ankle joint is swollen and the skin is cracked.
The indoor temperature is warmer than the outside, and the beggar feels itching and pain from her feet to the whole body along her legs when she moves a little. However, the beggar is full of patience and does not frown. Enduring the discomfort of joint pain and stiff limbs, she tried her best to straighten her spine and make herself look more dignified.
Shen Tang listened to the beggar's experience with a gentle expression.
It is also a coincidence.
Shen Tang had seen the case of the beggar family, and it was Gaotai's first trial of the case of the seven local snakes, and his memory was particularly deep.
Diao, Zhang's steward, falsely accused the widow's son of stealing a game **** with "great military exploits" and forced the widow to use a knife to disembowel the child to prove his innocence. Then he persecuted the widow and flogged him fifty times on the grounds that the widow killed the youngest son. Pound rice female slave.
The beggar in front of him should be the only survivor.
Shen Tang looked at the beggar's hands full of frostbite, the finger joints were swollen and it was difficult to bend flexibly, and then thinking about the condition of the feet he saw that day, he guessed that the beggar had been homeless for a long time: "But I read the file, your Aunt and grandma should be alive?"
Or, the old couple is gone?
The beggar's family was broken and he had to wander?
Who knows, upon hearing the words "A Weng and Grandma", the beggar's eyes revealed a bone-chilling hatred, and he was so excited that he clenched his fists regardless of the pain in his hands. She tried her best not to lose her composure in front of Shen Jun, but she was still too young after all.
Can't show emotion or anger.
Shen Tang asked: "Is there any other difficulty?"
Beggar endured the moist mist rolling in his eyes.
The lips pursed, as if they were in a battle between heaven and man.
Shen Tang didn't urge him, and waited for the beggar to speak.
It didn't take long to listen to the poisonous words that the beggar almost squeezed out word by word from the back molars.
Every word is full of amazing hatred.
"Even if Shen Jun will beat Xiaomin out, Xiaomin and Xiaomin will say something rebellious, and the kind-hearted and poisonous man and woman on the other side are definitely not Xiaomin's grandma!"
Shen Tang immediately became energetic when he heard about it.
Her reaction was not the anger that the beggar thought, but she asked curiously: "What's the inside story? You were trafficked and trafficked here? Don't be afraid, if that's the case, I will definitely ask for one for you." justice."
For a while, various words popped into mind.
Now it's the beggar's turn to be dumbfounded.
She stopped talking, her eyes dodged a bit.
Beggar rested her hands on her knees, clutching the hem of the coarse cloth skirt nervously—Shen Jun mistakenly thought that she insulted "A Weng and Granny" because she had no blood relationship with "A Weng and Granny", but in fact she was not.
Beggar and them are indeed blood relatives.
Understanding this, Shen Tang wondered: "Then what did they do that made you hate it so much?"
The beggar is waiting for the "judgment" with his head bowed in fear.
Unexpectedly, Shen Tang's response would be so gentle.
She raised her head suddenly, and looked at Shen Tang with tears in her eyes again: "Shen Jun, Shen Jun Mingjian..."
The story here is not complicated.
Someone was indeed betrayed, but the person who was betrayed was not a beggar but her biological mother—the widow.
The widow's natal family fell into ruins before she reached Jiji, and all the family property was sold off. The once carefree girl in her boudoir was forced to shoulder the burden of the family, making a living by selling fabrics, embroidery, and copying books for others. Life is poor but passable.
Who knows, there are unpredictable things.
One day, he was kidnapped and knocked unconscious on the way home after going out.
When she woke up, she was far away from her hometown. She was sold at a high price to three fathers and brothers in a remote mountain village as [community] and [wife], to continue the blood of this family of men. The widow naturally refused to submit, and she seized the opportunity to abort the child whose biological father was unknown.
The family beat and scolded her frequently.
After three years of stalemate, they sold it off.
The next buyer is the beggar's grandma Aweng.
The widow still refuses to accept her fate.
However, her sanity is not clear, and even though Beggar's father is stupid, he doesn't beat and scold her like the previous family, and her parents-in-law are still staring at her all the time, and the days go by day by day.
After the widow gradually regained her senses, two children were born.
The widow couldn't let go of her parents, so she asked the merchants who went to her hometown to do business to find out the news, but she learned that her parents had died of illness for many years. She is a rootless duckweed now, and has no choice but to stay in Heyin, so the widow has no choice but to accept her fate.
Within a few years, the man died of a serious illness while serving in the military.
The widow can only earn a living with her two children at a young age, and endures occasional attacks and curses from her parents-in-law. The neighbors know her past from nowhere. They insult and ridicule her whenever they get the chance, and the family members also feel ashamed of her.
If it wasn’t for the widow who could read a few words and be able to enlighten the children in the village, the widow and her two children would have long since lost their place.
What happened after that, Shen Tang also knew.
The widow's son was falsely accused of stealing a chicken by Zhang's housekeeper, Diao, the widow was calm, or the emotions that had been suppressed for many years broke out completely. After that, she was flogged and sentenced to be a rice slave, and within two months she chose to commit suicide.
Shen Tang quietly listened to the story of blood and tears told by the beggar, and her heart was shaken, but she was puzzled by one thing—the beggar's hatred for her grandma seemed to surpass that of the enemy's family.
After the widow was sentenced to pound rice, the beggar was the only bloodline, so the treatment was not too good, but it would not be too bad, right?
But looking at the appearance of the beggar, she is not doing well.
"The trafficker couple who sold A Niang a little...it's my two ah...A Weng, A Po..." The beggar called out the two names with a little difficulty, and hatred was still surging in his eyes.
It turned out that the widow had nothing to do in the first family for three years, and she refused to give in no matter how much she beat and scolded, completely annoyed the father and brother of the family. They approached the criminals who sold them "goods" and clamored to return them. If they didn't return the goods, they reported to the officials and arrested them.
After a lot of nonsense, I had to agree.
It happened that the stupid son in the family didn’t have a wife yet, and the widow who had been tortured for three years still retained six or seven points of her beauty. The father and brother happily returned with their new daughter-in-law who was able to give birth.
The widow has a very vague impression of the human trafficker who arrested her. It was the time when Diao caused trouble, and the widow was forced into a desperate situation before she suddenly remembered the true identity and appearance of her "parents-in-law". All kinds of factors superimposed, and the widow did the act of having a caesarean section.
What she wants to prove to the world is not only the innocence of "the son never ate gamecocks", but also her own innocence.
Beggar lowered his head, his voice was a bit erratic and vague: "Ah Niang actually wants to kill Xiaomin..."
Aniang also found that she was hiding.
Beggar will never forget the look in A Niang's eyes when she found her, her face was hideous and distorted, and every time she saw her in her midnight dream, she would wake up with sweat. She didn't know much, but she just tried to cover her mouth so that she would not cry out as much as possible to be killed.
Maybe her request really moved A Niang, or maybe A Niang saw her shadow in her, A Niang turned around indifferently with the knife in her hand, her eyes were full of endless complexity.
Afterwards, A Niang was flogged and thrown into a pound of rice to serve her sentence. The beggar once visited her secretly. It's only been a few days since the last time we met. In my impression, the black-haired, smiling lady who always takes care of herself has become a haggard old woman.
Grey hair, stooped figure, swollen hands.
Aniang used to live a dignified and dignified life, making it impossible to tell her actual age. If she dressed as an unmarried woman, some people would believe her. At this time, A Niang was too old to be recognized, and the mother and daughter looked at each other blankly for a long time.
The widow told her daughter all about her experience.
This daughter is young but smart and sensible.
When I saw her eyes, I thought of myself.
【I wanted to kill you...】
Beggar trembled when he heard this.
The horror of that day came to my mind.
A Niang said in a hoarse and old voice:【...But after thinking about it, I let go. It’s not that I can’t bear it. I just want to see how you are struggling in this world. Someone should pay for the suffering I have suffered in this half of my life, right? 】
This daughter was born to her well.
But also the seed of this dirty family.
She can't do full love.
Can't completely hate.
She killed several children with her own hands, and the daughter in front of her is the only survivor, and she has devoted countless efforts to it. Beggar saw hatred in her eyes, but also love and reluctance. For a while, I felt embarrassed and ashamed.
I don't know how to face this biological mother.
She couldn't feel hatred for her biological mother who had murderous intentions. She tried to apologize, but it was useless. The most apologetic thieves—one relied on the Zhang family’s dominance, and the rest still bore the name of "A Weng and Grandma"—the beggar became the most embarrassing existence.
The mother and daughter sat face to face for a long time.
Until the meeting time came, A Niang got up slowly, tried to straighten her body, raised her chin slightly, and was indifferent.
【Forget what happened today, just pretend that I, a sinful woman, have never said anything. Even if you say it, you are talking nonsense. 】
This side is over, and the next meeting is the corpse of the widow who was sent back—the corpse is covered with spots and the smell is strong.
Older than the last time we met.
The beggar saw with his own eyes that she was simply wrapped up and buried casually in the wilderness. No one came to give condolences to the funeral—including the children who Aniang taught enlightenment these years. The parents also gritted their teeth and said dirty words in their mouths.
The so-called "Aweng and Grandma" reluctantly took out a small sum of money from the coffin book, bought a boy who was clever at first glance, changed their surnames, wrote their genealogy, and became their precious grandchildren, and then expressed their hearts. Take care of him.
Always talking about "My old Zhu has a queen".
As for the beggar who was really related to them by blood, he was ignored. At the beginning, he still had the patience to give her a bite of food. Within two months, he planned to sell her to an old widower in a certain village as his wife, and the money from the sale would be given to his grandson. It will be used for enlightenment in school in the future.
The beggar was luckier than her mother.
She was vigilant and escaped halfway.
In order to make a living, she wandered all the way to Fugu City.
Although Fugu City is very poor, it is a "city" after all, and the law and order is much better than outside. While begging for a living, the beggar keeps an eye on Zhang's movements from time to time. As the external situation deteriorated, life in Fugu City became more and more difficult.
Beggars thought they couldn't survive this winter.
Until, she waited for Shen Tang.
When she heard the news of the collapse of the Zhang family and the death of Diao, she was too sick to get up in the ruined temple, and she was able to come out for activities when she was a little better, and the high platform had been demolished. She was a little annoyed that she didn't see the heads of that family fall to the ground.
Great interest in Shen Jun, who is said by the common people.
But she knew that she was a beggar and he was a sheriff, so the possibility of seeing her was very slim. The biggest crisis before him is not meeting Shen Jun, but surviving.
She has to work hard to get through this winter.
Although Shen Jun sent people to beat gongs and drums to recruit laborers, she was too young to be selected.
I was so worried that I didn't know what to do when I saw Shen Tang.
To be precise, it is the familiar jade ornament on Shen Tang's waist!
She had seen one of them.
On the head of the Zhang family!
All right, Mrs. Zhang slipped through the net!
Beggar weighed the situation, hesitated again and again and decided to start, first snatched jade ornaments to exchange for winter food, then grabbed Hua's face, and howled a few more to attract the surrounding people, so he could take the opportunity to escape. But never expected-
As an ordinary person, she couldn't tell the Wenxin monogram among several accessories around Shen Tang's waist. As for Kang Shi? ? ?
This man is so gentle, he can't fight at first sight!
As a result, it fell short.
When the beggar was arrested, he had already thought of various means of "death together", until the little official called Shen Tang "Mr. Shen".
She was completely dumbfounded
(ˉ▽ˉ;)…
The beggar spent the past few days in anxiety and worry. Not only was he not scolded and beaten, but he was served with enough coarse food every day, and even had warm water to wash and put on new clothes... These days are after my mother went away. , She spent the most peaceful days.
If you can live like this forever, it doesn't matter if you are locked up in the firewood room.
After that, she was brought to Shen Jun by the little official.
Shen Jun still listened gently to her past, and when she heard A Niang's experiences, she didn't show contempt and disdain like others, and there was pity in her frank eyes that moved her.
Beggar subconsciously straightened his body even more.
Finally, Shen Jun spoke.
"so-"
Shen Jun paused for a while.
Beggar was nervous.
Shen Jun signaled her to relax: "You hope you, Aunt...ah no, why did that old couple die? If the situation is true, I can avenge your revenge..."
Beggar: "!!"
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The story of the widow has nothing to do with the hot search. Shiitake is not talking or insinuating, let alone rubbing heat. This is just a plot that has been arranged.
If you want to talk about the prototype, it’s what an old lady said when you were dancing in the square.
(end of this chapter)