Mrs. Chen smiled at the person, "Well, maybe they don’t know yet."
The person widened their eyes, "Don’t know yet? Sothing this big happened and they still don’t know?"
A busybody quickly said, "Let tell Uncle Jiang, otherwise they might really be dunked in the pig cage and the family won’t know a thing."
The person ran off quickly.
In no ti, the entire Jiang Family ca running out from the house.
Jiang Rong and Mrs. Yang ran at the front, nearly running for their lives.
Mrs. Yang hadn’t run far when she lost a shoe, but she didn’t notice at all.
Jiang Hua ran behind Jiang Rong, his face full of anxiety.
Mr. Jiang seed to have aged overnight, hunched over, taking slow steps forward.
Even Mrs. Zhou, who rarely went out, ca out as well, her face extrely sour, like soone owed her silver.
The Liu Family supported her from the side.
Si Lang, Wulang, and Qi Lang, not quite understanding what had happened, followed behind.
Gu Yunjiao watched Mr. Jiang and Mrs. Zhou, feeling a sense of relief, yet sohow pitying them.
If they hadn’t been so misguided, and had taught the younger generation properly from the start, Jiang Erlang might not have ended up like this.
When the upper beam is not straight, the lower beam will be crooked.
Gu Yunjiao had never t her father-in-law, but heard from Mrs. Chen that Liu Lang’s father started apprenticing at a general store in the county at seven or eight years old. Perhaps that’s why he wasn’t much tainted by Mrs. Zhou’s influence, growing into a kind man, but unfortunately died early.
And while Mrs. Chen was fierce, she was actually a kind person, with Liu Lang and San Ya brought up well, both good kids.
Along the way, more and more people were encountered.
Qingshan Village is a large village, with over a hundred households and several hundred people.
At this mont, nearly the entire village was pouring out.
Even many children who didn’t understand much followed the adults, erging from their hos.
They didn’t know what had happened, but sensing the excitent on the adults’ faces, knew sothing big was going on, a grand spectacle awaited.
Each one followed along, running blindly.
The adults didn’t care.
By the ti everyone reached the outside of the Zhao Family Ancestral Hall, a circle of people had already gathered.
Gu Yunjiao squeezed her way in and saw two figures, white and dazzling, bound with rope on the ground.
She didn’t know how to feel for a mont.
She only felt sorrow for the won of this era.
But she also knew she was powerless in the face of such situations.
The village n were exceptionally excited, and Gu Yunjiao heard various voices of discussion.
Soone said, "Hahaha, I never thought I’d see sothing like this in my lifeti."
"Indeed, this is better than the won in the brothels."
So said, "So white, damn white enough to hurt the eyes."
Others said, "Not only white but also big, hahaha, Jiang Erlang sure has good fortune."
Soone joined in, "This fortune is yours, do you want it?"
The person chuckled twice, "Why wouldn’t I want it? To die under the peony flower is romantic even as a ghost."
"Even dying, they can be a pair of tragic mandarin ducks."
Listening to the surrounding vulgar discussions, Gu Yunjiao trembled all over.
No matter how much she disliked Gu i, a sixteen-year-old girl, stripped and thrown into the public eye, it was really more humiliating than death.
Gu i had her eyes shut, it was unclear whether she had fainted or simply dared not open her eyes.
Gu Yunjiao carried clothes forward, but as she approached Gu i, she heard a dissatisfied voice beside her, "What are you doing?"
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