From Folly to Fortune：I Rewrite My Life After Rebirth!

Chapter 529 - 525: To the Taste of the Wang Family (First Update)

Yuanbao took Little Zhi out of the village, walking further and further into the wilderness until the path was no longer familiar to Little Zhi.The road was lined with tussock grass, and when the wind occasionally blew, it seemed as if someone was hiding within the sporadic tussocks.

Little Zhi was extremely scared, so he said to Yuanbao, "Brother Yuanbao, let’s go back, I’m really scared..."

Yuanbao was also a bit scared at this moment, but since he was the one who brought Little Zhi out, if he admitted to being scared, Little Zhi would surely be even more frightened.

So Yuanbao puffed out his chest and assured him, "Don’t worry, with Brother Yuanbao here, I guarantee you won’t be harmed!"

"But...I’m still scared..." Little Zhi looked pitifully at Yuanbao, his big, grape-like eyes filled with fear.

"Well... alright, let’s go back!" Yuanbao considerately took Little Zhi’s hand and retraced their steps toward the village entrance.

Neither noticed the two sturdy men watching them from the nearby grass.

Finally, one of the men couldn’t hold back.

"Big brother, what do you think of catching this little fat kid to sell to Wang the blacksmith’s family?"

"Are you stupid? Wang the blacksmith wants a two-year-old boy. That kid looks six or seven, and he definitely knows the way home. You can’t domesticate him!" the human trafficker replied displeased.

"Not necessarily. Kids love anyone who feeds them. If you offer good food and drink, they won’t want to go back to being poor. If worse comes to worst, give him a beating, and he’ll surely behave.

After all, Wang the blacksmith wants a chubby one, and that kid is like a meatball. Where else are you going to find such a match?"

The human trafficker thought about it and agreed, so they decided to wait by the village entrance for the next few days.

Kids are curious, and if they’ve been somewhere once, they are bound to come again. They’ll just wait to put him in a burlap sack.

"Oh, and was Wang San satisfied with Chen Hong?"

The human trafficker recalled Chen Hong, who had been sent to Wang San’s house last night, and asked.

"Satisfied, of course satisfied. That woman has a great figure, well-endowed in front and back, exactly what someone like the old bachelor Wang San loves!"

The human trafficker nodded in satisfaction.

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At the other end, Chen Hong was bundled and sent to Wang San’s house. Last night, she was tied up like a hog on the bed, just waiting for Chen Hong to wake up so Wang San could have his way.

Wang San’s house was not bad in town, but unfortunately, he had a lousy reputation. His family didn’t want him to go to town with them, so they gave him some money to live it up in Er Gui Village.

Unfortunately, Wang San had been unable to find a wife for all these years.

No matter how much money he offered, as soon as the women heard it was for him, they’d not only return the money but also throw in a couple of rotten eggs, almost stinking Wang San to death.

Outside, Wang San guessed Chen Hong was about to wake up and sneaked quietly towards the room.

As soon as Chen Hong opened her eyes, she found herself tied to a high bed, unable to move her limbs, and even had a rag stuffed in her mouth.

Above her was a moldy, shabby mosquito net, and the whole room reeked of a strong urine smell, which was overwhelmingly unpleasant.

Remembering that two elderly members of the Wang Family had sold her to the human traffickers, Chen Hong felt distraught.

She whimpered for a long time, and just at that moment, Wang San pushed the door open and entered.

His dirty face and clothes almost made Chen Hong retch.

"My little treasure, from today you’re my Wang San’s wife. My, you’ve got such a lovely face..." Wang San said as he approached her, his dirty body pressing against Chen Hong.

Chen Hong’s face turned pale from fright.

She whimpered, and Wang San removed the rag from her mouth, smiling as he revealed two rows of blackened teeth.

"Wife, you’re my wife, and you’ll give me, Wang San, a son..." Wang San said, placing his hand on Chen Hong’s face, drooling as he spoke.

"Wait!" Chen Hong shouted.

Chen Hong remembered this person, Wang San, from what Mu Danian had mentioned before when Old Mu Family’s eldest wanted to sell the third branch’s daughter Mu Shuangshuang to be Wang San’s wife to settle a fifty tael debt.

Because of this, the third branch had split from the family.

But now, she had become the one sold to Wang San.

"Wife, what’s wrong? What do you want to eat? I’ll buy it for you." Wang San’s hand continued to shamelessly stroke Chen Hong’s face, and Chen Hong fought back her nausea to shout.

"You say I’m your wife, yet how come you don’t treat me well? Tying me up, not giving me freedom, and I’m hungry, yet you refuse to feed me. You’re not my man."

Chen Hong had long known how to feign affection with men, and Chen San was no match for someone as genuine as Mu Danian. She had to escape and find Mu Danian.

"Hehe, wife, the human trafficker said not to release you, and only after you give me a son will I let you go."

Wang San wasn’t foolish. Having finally gotten a wife, how could he easily let her go?

Chen Hong was infuriated and spit right in Wang San’s face.

"You filthy thing, dreaming that a toad can eat swan meat. I’d rather marry a pig than you."

Wang San was stubborn, and to him, a man was a woman’s sky. Chen Hong’s insults were a loss of face for him, and he slapped her across the face, followed by a torrent of punches and kicks.

Chen Hong’s cries of agony echoed out, even reaching Wang San’s neighbors.

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Mu Danian lay in bed all morning, his posterior burning with pain. No one brought him water, and no one served him food, making him howl angrily.

Old Mrs. Mu kicked open the door, irritated, "Crying like you’re mourning in broad daylight, your father and I aren’t dead yet. Getting hurt and acting like you’re a master now?"

Mu Danian choked on his words, nearly dying from anger.

"Mother, my butt hurts. Get that wench from the Huang Family to take care of me. If I’m not doing well, don’t expect her to live happily with Da Lang either."

"Pah! You little bastard, saying such things! Let me tell you, Old Mrs. Mu, you can marry anyone but Huang Bita. She’s your nephew Da Lang’s wife." Old Mrs. Mu warned.

"You said I can marry anyone, don’t regret it!"

Mu Danian decided that once he recovered, he’d find Chen Hong. Not only would she take care of him, but it’d also annoy his parents.

However, in his current state, with injuries that take a hundred days to heal, it would be at least ten days to half a month before he’s well.

Seeing Mu Danian quiet down, Old Mrs. Mu felt much better.

After all, it was the second branch that caused trouble, and if they hadn’t done those filthy things, she might not be so angry.

Remembering the second branch still kneeling in the main hall, Old Mrs. Mu grabbed a feather duster and charged out again.

This time, she’d see who dared to slack off and act spoiled!