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As she watched the medicinal powder seep into the porridge, Xiaowan thought of Mrs. Sun, who would rather die than be separated from his husband.

In this world, there were too many women whose lives were not theirs. Perhaps the saddest thing was not the oppression of men towards women, but rather, it was the oppression of women like Jinxin's mother-in-law, like Madam Xu, like, and the most tragic thing was the oppression of women.

Even so, there were still many women who struggled and resisted with all their might for the sake of their own destiny, unwilling to submit even if they died.

Also, this person in front of him.

Xiaowan felt that she had changed, no longer the same person she was a year ago.

"Our chef made it. It's very delicious." She walked over as if nothing had happened. Jinxin felt a moment of fear, but Xiaowan pretended not to know anything as she gave her the barbeque. "Taste it."

Jinxin stared blankly at him, both hands holding onto the plate as she bowed to thank her.

She came down from the stairs to look for his mother. Jinxin hugged her daughter in her arms and gave her some barbecue, probably because she was thirsty because of it before. She waved her hand: "Mother, I want to drink congee."

"What Grandma and Daddy are drinking are porridge for adults. Little Xuan is a child, so she has to have a stomachache if she drinks it." Jinxin coaxed her, coaxed her to eat a mouthful of barley.

"Your name is Little Xuan, right?" The Xiaowan said gently, "Aunty will bring you to eat delicious food, can you let the granny in the back sew a rabbit doll for you?"

Aunt? Jinxin's brows trembled as she stared at Xiaowan. Seeing her slightly bulging waist, she finally realised that this young lady was pregnant.

~ Is this Ling Chaofeng's child? She is Ling Chaofeng's wife?

"I'm not going. I'm going to guard my mother." Little Xuan hugged her mother, she saw the scars on her mother's face and choked with sobs, "My father wanted to hit my mother, even my grandmother wanted to hit her, I want to protect my mother."

However, Jinxin panicked and warned her repeatedly in a low voice, "Little Xuan, don't speak nonsense.

Her daughter looked at her mother with tears in her eyes, her small hands touching her wounds, and said with a choked of sobs, "When Little Xuan touches it, your mother will not feel any more pain."

Jinxin gently caressed her daughter's back: "Little Xuan be good, mother isn't in the slightest bit of pain, don't be afraid."

She was about to become a mother. She could understand the pain Jinxin felt when her mother-in-law wanted to send her six-year-old daughter to be a child bride, but no matter what was in that pot of porridge, she would not care.

This was Jinxin's fate, and only she could dictate it herself; no one could interfere with it.

Ling Chaofeng stood upstairs and watched as Xiaowan entered through the back door. She rubbed his eyes, obviously crying.

He seemed to feel that he was here. He raised his head, and his usually soft and sweet eyes were filled with anger, as if he was asking him why he was treating his old friend so indifferently.

At this time, Old Madem and the others had already woken up, and were yelling for their daughter-in-law to serve them. Jinxin placed a pot of porridge on the table, and after exchanging glances with the Xiaowan, she took out her handkerchief and covered the pot lid, as if wanting to leave a mark so that no one else would touch it.

During breakfast, her father-in-law and her husband remained seated. She swiftly arranged everything and hugged Little Xuan as she sat at the other table. No one asked her if she had eaten breakfast, nor did anyone care about her little granddaughter.

Xiaowan had already gone upstairs. She stood upstairs and looked at the people below, drinking the porridge in one gulp. She didn't know what Jinxin had put in the pot, but she saw her husband staring at Jinxin without blinking.

The Xiaowan did not have a childhood friend, so she did not understand what kind of relationship a childhood friend was. However, those ten years of childhood must have been very beautiful. She was very envious, but she wasn't jealous nor was she against it. This was because she was the one who came after him in the first place and now, she was Ling Chaofeng's wife.

As long as Ling Chaofeng still treated Jinxin as his playmate, then Xiaowan would support him in anything he did for her.

It was a pity that after that night, his husband had ignored everything in front of him. Could it be that he was worried that he would be jealous and angry?

"Can you let your shop assistant rent a carriage for us?" Old Madem was full as he said to Ling Chaofeng, "It's such a long way, who would be able to walk out? I was really tired out last night when I came back, if I knew earlier, I would have gone to the town."

Ling Chaofeng replied indifferently: "Sure, how big of a carriage do you want?"

Old Madem thought for a moment: "It's a bit small, let's squeeze in."

After finishing their breakfast, nothing had happened. They were neither poisoned nor unconscious, so Xiaowan was even more confused as to what Jinxin had put into the porridge.

However, Uncle Biao didn't come back even after renting a carriage in the town. Old Madem was very impatient, he went downstairs to inquire what was going on, and laughed: "I'm afraid that fellow went to listen to some books. Don't be anxious, he'll be here in a moment."

Just as Old Madem was about to explode, his face suddenly twitched. He covered his stomach with his hands and hurried upstairs.

The Aunt Zhang snorted: "What's wrong?"

However, the next moment, Old Madem, her husband and Jinxin's husband started to have diarrhea from their stomachs one after another. They occupied the buckets in the bedroom, and when the in-laws couldn't get their hands on them, Jinxin had no choice but to ask Aunt Zhang for another one.

The three of them repeatedly had diarrhea. Before Uncle Biao managed to borrow the carriage, they had already collapsed onto the bed, their legs weak.

"Mother, you and daddy are like this. Hubby won't be able to get up either. I'm afraid it won't be good for us to travel." Jinxin stood beside the bed and meekly said, "Why don't we rest for the night? We'll leave tomorrow."

Old Madem squinted his eyes and looked at her sinisterly. Even though his face was already a light color, his vicious aura did not lessen as he said fiercely: "Despicable person, are you trying to use medicine in the food, or are you trying to drag the time out? Don't dream too much and even if you delay Lord Zhou's birthday, I will not let you and you, that money-losing thing, off even if it's cheap, I will still sell her."

Jinxin's eyes dimmed. Old Madem propped himself up and said: Go and see if the carriage is here.

"Yes." Jinxin agreed, while walking towards the door, she heard his mother-in-law clamoring, "If you still can't produce a son this year, I'll sell you to the brothel."

Jinxin glanced at her, gently closed the door, and went downstairs.

In the store, Susu had just cut a plate of pear, coaxing Little Xuan to eat. For the burning child, eating the pear was very right for his appetite, he raised his eyes and saw his mother, and waved her hand: "Mother, you eat pear too, it's so sweet."

Jinxin walked over, gently took a bite from her daughter's mouth and said: "Look, your hands are dirty." She said to Susu, "Can I trouble you to bring this child to wash your hands? We are on our way now, I want to pack my things."

Susu's expression became heavy, she did not know if this lady would suffer more if she left, but there was nothing she could do, they were an inn, not a hall of kindness.

"Little Xuan, come, Aunt will bring you to wash your hands and bring you some sweets. You can eat them on the way." Susu left with the child.

On the plate on the table, there were still some pears to eat. Under the pear skin was a shiny knife.

Ling Chaofeng stood at the counter and looked at him. Both of them looked at each other for a moment, then Ling Chaofeng turned and walked away.

Xiaowan was resting upstairs. At this moment, she wanted to come out and see what was going on, but she saw Jinxin walking up from downstairs with a deathly gaze, as if she had felt her presence. Her face lit up again as she smiled gently: "Sister-in-law, you should go in and rest, your health is more important."

This calling her sister-in-law was similar to calling herself Aunt in Xiaowan this morning.

In the house, Old Madem had already forced himself up and was packing his things. Jinxin was standing behind her, but he suddenly kneeled down and begged: "Mother, don't take Little Xuan to be a daughter-in-law, I beg of you."

"Shut up!" The old granny flew into a rage, "Just how long are you going to pester us? Fine, don't follow us anymore. Immediately scram back home. If you dare to pester us again, I'll sell you to the town's courtesan."

Jinxin slowly stood up. The old granny turned around to support her husband, she suddenly jumped up and hooked her neck. In that moment, the knife that was just buried under the skin of a pear had pierced the old granny's throat.

The old woman rolled her eyes. She didn't have time to say anything and immediately died.

Her father-in-law was gaping at her as he shouted, "Murder, kill!"

Jinxin threw herself at her and stabbed his knife into her father-in-law's heart again. She pulled out the knife and fresh blood splattered, dyeing her face a terrifying scarlet.

"What's wrong?" Suddenly, he saw his parents lying in a pool of blood while his wife stood there like a bloodthirsty devil. His whole body shook as he subconsciously retreated, and he subconsciously ran down the stairs, but his wife chased after him, causing his weak legs to tumble down the stairs.

Jinxin chased her all the way down to the bottom of the building. His husband crawled on the ground and begged, "Jinxin, are you crazy?

"She is your own daughter, and you want to send her to a sixty-year-old man to be a child's bride?" Jinxin approached her step by step, and fresh blood dripped down from the tip of the blade one drop at a time. "How can you treat me like this, I've already acknowledged that she's your daughter, your daughter!"

Her husband crawled to the door, wanting to run away. However Jinxin pulled on the hem of his clothes and pulled him back, falling onto the ground.

Upstairs, when the Xiaowan heard the commotion, she saw the footprints of blood all the way down the cloud. A woman covered in blood stood in front of the door, stepping on her husband's feet.

But suddenly, the man resisted. She was still a man, even if she had diarrhea to the point of losing all her strength, her physique was still bigger than his wife's. With a counterattack, he suppressed Jinxin and knocked out the blade in her hand.

"Bitch, you want to kill me?!" The man was furious, he slapped Jinxin's face, and just as he was about to grab the blade on the ground, a figure flashed and grabbed his collar, throwing him out.

The man hit the corner of the table, his face contorted in pain.

"Jinxin." Ling Chaofeng bent down and helped the lady who was covered in blood up.

"Dong, Feng …"