Good pregnancy, quick to wear: the soft fox is pampered in the plane

Chapter 173 The pretty little widow in the village VS the God of War General (10)

"Opposition? Who are you?" Xu Mang calmly walked over from not far away.

The third uncle looked at the arrogant man and suddenly felt something bad.

Cuihua, who was still crying next to him, suddenly stopped crying when she looked at the man with extraordinary appearance and temperament, and her eyes shone with a different light.

"Who is this young master?"

The villagers behind him quickly whispered in his ear.

The third uncle's frown and anger immediately subsided, and turned into a charming smile.

"Hey, I don't know if I'm an adult, sorry to bother you."

In a blink of an eye, he looked at Han Miao'er with a hint of coldness in his eyes: "But, sir, this woman is causing trouble in the village outside. I really can't ignore her, otherwise I won't be able to see my ancestors."

Xu Mang sneered: "If you don't have the face to see her, then don't see her. It's really embarrassing to take it out on a woman."

The third uncle's face turned pale. No one in this village dared to speak to him like this.

Although I don't know the true identity of the man in front of me, the county magistrate and the village chief have greeted him. He is a big shot and cannot be offended.

Just looking at the crying baby granddaughter beside me, I really don’t want to let it go.

"Han Miao'er, you got married not long ago, but you are still considered a member of Moji Village. You must abide by the rules of the village."

Han Miaoer sneered. Such a clear threat was not just because he wanted to tell her.

Xu Mang is from another village, so even if he helps her, he won't be able to help her for a lifetime.

I want her to take the initiative to admit her mistake and bow her head now.

only……

Han Miaoer lowered his head, then slowly raised his head to look at the person behind him.

With determination in her eyes, she moved out from behind Chengfeng and looked at her third uncle with determination.

"Third uncle."

A trace of pride flashed in the old man's eyes. After all, this woman couldn't escape from Moji Village, or she didn't dare to resist him like this.

He raised his head and waited quietly for Han Miaoer to apologize.

"Third uncle, I want to reconcile."

Although Han Miaoer's man is dead, her name is still on the family tree. Only by getting divorced can she truly break away from Mo Jiu and her current life.

"What?" The old man seemed to suspect that he heard wrongly, and looked at her with squinted eyes, trying to confirm again.

Everyone around looked at this cowardly woman who worked hard and never complained in surprise.

Peace and separation? Not many people in this remote village dare to dream.

Here, men are heaven and everything. How can women live without men?

Not to mention reconciliation, here there is only the idea of ​​a husband divorcing his wife.

A divorced woman will never be able to hold her head high for the rest of her life. Her family will not recognize such a shameful daughter, and they will not let her enter the ancestral grave after her death.

Xu Mang looked at the weak woman next to him in surprise.

I had only mentioned divorce to her before, but I didn't expect that she would actually bring it up.

"Have you thought about it?"

He asked softly, his cold words carrying a sense of security.

Han Miaoer nodded and whispered: "I don't know how long I can endure such a life. I want to try, at least I can live without suffering."

Xu Mang's eyes flashed with appreciation and comfort.

If you want to save yourself, at least you haven't been swallowed up by such an environment.

"The favorability of the execution target is 20%." The system announcement sounded, with a smile in Han Miao'er's eyes. Sure enough, the bet was right.

The third uncle asked with a cold look on his face: "Han Miao'er, do you know what you are talking about?"

"I know, Third Uncle, I know what I'm talking about." Han Miao'er looked up at him, her slender back straight.

He was obviously a frail and weak person, but at this moment he was showing a sense of courage and determination.

Xu Mang took in everything, and something in his heart gradually became different.

"Third uncle, I haven't had a good day since I got married. I was married to be someone else's wife, not a cow or a horse."

"My husband is dead, and I still have to work hard to take care of my mother-in-law and do housework. I also have to be teased and harassed by these men. I will be beaten severely for the slightest gossip."

As she spoke, she rolled up her sleeves to show the bruises and redness all over her arms: "My mother-in-law did these things to me, and here." She pointed to the gauze wrapped around her head.

Some of the men around who had thoughts about Han Miao'er and touched her looked at the scars and couldn't help but move their eyes away with guilt.

"If I hadn't been lucky enough to meet you, I would have died a long time ago. I don't want to die here so early." Han Miaoer knelt down fiercely and said, "Please third uncle, please grant me permission."

"Hmph, you are not overestimating your abilities. How long have you been married? How long has it been since your man died?"

The third uncle had heard more or less about what happened in the village.

However, if someone reconciles like this, it will bring shame to the village and challenge his dignity as an elder.

How can any woman do such a thing? Just ridiculous.

"Hmph, Han Miao'er, did you just open your mouth to make peace? Do you think your family will agree? Give you a chance, and I will treat what you just said as nonsense."

Han Miao'er's eyes were firm: "I'm not talking nonsense. I don't want to live like this for the rest of my life. I want to make peace with each other, and I want to cut ties with the Mo Jiu family."

The third uncle looked at the determined man and the villagers who were already talking around him, and suddenly felt that his majesty had been provoked.

"Have you rebelled? Let me tell you, there is no way to reconcile! Even divorcing your wife is impossible!"

Xu Mang sneered: "According to the laws of Xiangyang Kingdom, a woman can propose to divorce a man, not to mention that she has been suffering abuse, what right do you have to not allow her to reconcile?"

The third uncle suddenly became angry: "I am the elder of the clan, and I have the right to take care of the affairs of the younger generation. If I say I can't, I can't!"

Xu Mang sneered, the country people were ignoring the law.

"In this case, just send it to the official directly and let the law decide everything."

When the government was mentioned, some people immediately backed off.

It is said that the people do not fight against the officials, how can they, ordinary people, fight against the officials?
Several old men in the village stepped forward and pulled the third uncle's clothes, and whispered persuasion.

The third uncle couldn't say anything because of his face, but his expression softened significantly.

An older man in the village was about to speak: "Han Miao'er, we'll talk about your matters later. Think about it carefully when you go back."

After speaking, he pulled the third uncle's sleeve, and the latter looked helpless and reluctant.

"Hmph, think it over carefully before you speak."

Then he took his granddaughter with her eyes shining and left.

"Third uncle, third uncle? My big family..." Mo Xiaoxiao was sitting on the ground, looking at the person who was leaving and shouted loudly.

Just leave like this? Is her man still vomiting blood on the ground?
Just let this little bitch go?
The third uncle ignored him, but an elder turned around.

"You stupid thing, it's your own fault if you want to die. He will use his fists and kicks every day to cause trouble. Why don't you take it back quickly and ask the third dog to come and take a look."

They also knew that Mo Dagen often teased Han Miaoer in public, but they just turned a blind eye and pretended not to see it.

But it's different now. Han Miao'er has a big shot behind him, so he can't afford to offend her.

After saying that, several young men who had received the order stepped forward to carry Mo Dagen and walked back.

Mo Xiaoqi's eyes turned red.

"Han Miao'er, just wait!"