She was replaced by a husband, married the future tyrant and farmed to fight back

Chapter 13 I've already reminded you, so you can't blame me
Qin Yiran stopped the ox cart and looked at Luo Si'an with cold eyes, "I'm not a good driver, don't complain if the cart flips over."

Luo Si'an was severely beaten by the in-laws at the market. His leg was sprained and he couldn't walk. Whenever he saw a car, he wanted to get in.

On the way back from the market, he insisted on taking a three-passenger car back to the village.

The place where the last driver dropped him off was still some distance from his home, and he really couldn't walk anymore.

Fortunately, I met Qin Yiran.

"Isn't this the Sun family's ox cart? This old ox is very obedient and won't overturn. You, a lame man, can sit on it, so why can't I? You are scaring me." Luo Si'an chuckled, ignored Qin Yiran's words, and forced his way onto the ox cart.

Qin Yiran looked back at him, a barely perceptible sneer appeared at the corner of his lips, he raised the whip, and drove the ox cart forward.

When they arrived at a pond, Qin Yiran quietly pressed down one of the handrails of the cart, and the cart tilted.

Luo Si'an, who was sitting on the side rubbing his legs, staggered and fell into a pond beside the road.

"Save...save me...Qin...Qin Dalang..."

Luo Si'an was struggling in the water.

Qin Yiran lifted his trouser leg and pointed at his leg in the splint, "My leg is injured, I can't save you."

Luo Si'an choked on the water several times before he struggled to get out of the water.

"Qin Queti, did you do this on purpose?"

Lame?

Qin Yiran looked at Luo Si'an coldly, "I warned you that the car might overturn. You insisted on getting in the car, and now you're in the water, and you still dare to scold me? Get out!"

He grabbed the crutch on the car and swept it hard towards Luo Si'an's legs.

"Ouch--"

Luo Si'an was standing on the bank of the pond, wringing the water stains on his clothes, when he did not expect Qin Yiran to suddenly attack him.

Then, with a splash, he fell into the water again.

"Qin Queti, just wait for me! I won't let you go!" Luo Si'an cursed in the water.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time, just come! If I don't skin you alive, you'll have lived in vain!" Qin Yiran glanced at Luo Si'an coldly, as if he was looking at a toad, turned his head away in disgust, and drove away in the ox cart.

Luo Si'an's leg was hit hard by Qin Yiran's crutch, and the pain made him cry.

It took a long time to climb out of the water.

It rained twice in early February, and he was shivering with cold.

"A-choo, Qin Cuiti, I won't let you off!" Luo Si'an was not convinced and jumped on the spot and cursed.

Unexpectedly, he touched his painful leg and held his leg, grimacing and crying out in pain.

A few children passing by couldn't help clapping and laughing when they saw him.

"Come and see Reservoir Dogs!"

He was so angry that he yelled.

But these children, who were less than ten years old, were at the age when they were fearless and they cursed even more fiercely than he did.

Luo Si'an wanted to chase after them and beat up the kids, but his leg was injured, so how could he catch up with those kids who were as cunning as monkeys?

The children ran away, laughing and cursing.

"What bad luck have I got today? What bad luck!" Luo Si'an endured the pain in his legs, grimaced, and limped back home.

He was bound to be scolded by his widowed mother.

"Didn't you say you would find a wife for me in the next few days? Where is the wife?"

"Mom, I'm looking for it right now." Luo Si'an shivered as he took off his outer clothes and twisted the water stains out of his hair.

He fell in love with Liu Yingyue, the daughter of the village head.

But that family's family background is far beyond his own.

He could only take a shortcut and make it a done deal, without worrying about her family's disapproval.

Seeing that Yang Yongcui and Liu Yingyue were in love, he asked Yang Yongcui for help.

Yang Yongcui was given a tael of silver and a piece of cloth as a reward, and she readily agreed.

But things turned out to be the opposite of what we expected.

He had hugged Liu Yingyue and was almost succeeding when Liu Yingyue's mother and grandmother suddenly passed by.

Not only did the plan fail, but he was also beaten by Liu Yingyue's mother.

Fortunately, the path beside the woods was dimly lit at the time, and he refrained from making a sound, otherwise he would have been recognized by Liu Yingyue's mother and would have died seven or eight times already.

Today, he heard that Liu Yingyue was going to the market, so he found an opportunity to get things done with Liu Yingyue. But he was even more unlucky. Not only did he not meet Liu Yingyue, but he was beaten up by a pair of crazy women and crazy men.

Oh, what bad luck.

He just took a nap in the alley, how did that make him a thief?
Bah, that crazy woman must have been secretly coveting his masculinity and was seen by her man, so she was desperate and framed him!
That must be the case!
The next time he goes to the market, he will definitely teach that crazy woman a lesson!

"Look, look, look, you found a water ghost woman, right?" Widow Luo was so angry that she took off the soles of her shoes and beat her son severely.

"Mom, I'm freezing to death. You won't let me change my clothes and you beat me. Do you want me to live?" Luo Si'an complained, "If I die, you won't have a wife, you won't even have a son."

Widow Luo was widowed at a young age and gave birth to only one son.

For the sake of her son, she never remarried.

I was just too angry to hit my son.

How could she bear to beat her son to death?
"You! You're going to piss me off to death." Widow Luo stomped her feet in frustration, went into the house to get Luo Si'an's clothes, and boiled some hot water for her son to take a bath and change his clothes.

After they had finished packing, Widow Luo said earnestly, "I think Yang Yongcui, the daughter of Mr. Yang in the village, is pretty good. How about I ask someone to match you up with her?"

Luo Si'an stretched out his hand to warm the fire and sneered, "Her? I don't want it!"

How can Yang Yongcui compare to Liu Yingyue?

Not only does he look ordinary, but he also has a stern expression on his face all day long as if he's lecturing someone.

He wants to marry a young and pretty girl, but he doesn't want to marry an old girl.

If I were to marry, I would marry someone like Liu Yingyue. Not only can she weave and embroider to make money, but she is also pretty. Her face is as delicate as a crabapple flower, her figure is slim, and her waist is as soft as a willow branch.

It’s a pity that I could never get it.

The more he couldn't get it, the more he wanted it. Luo Si'an was scratching his head and feeling uncomfortable.

"Then which type do you want to marry?" asked Widow Luo.

"Like Liu Yingyue." Luo Si'an said with narrowed eyes.

Widow Luo sneered, "You are dreaming! Our family cannot afford to marry into the Liu family. Besides, Liu Yingyue got engaged to the young master of the Gao family a year ago. How could the Liu family cancel the Gao family's marriage proposal and choose our family? Don't dream."

But Luo Si'an wanted to say that he insisted on having this dream.

As the mother and son were talking, the neighbor woman came over with her grandson who had just learned to walk.

"What are you talking about? You look so happy?" The woman smiled.

"nothing?"

"Oh, have you heard? The second daughter of Liu Lizheng's family lost her marriage to the Gao family."

Luo Si'an's eyes widened, "What?"

"Is it true?" Widow Luo asked in surprise.

"How could it be false? The Gao family is my relative. I just came back from the Gao family. The Gao family wants to marry the daughter of the second branch of the Liu family, not the daughter of the first branch of the Liu family. I don't know if the marriage was exchanged or if we heard it wrongly at the beginning."

"Whose family was the daughter of the eldest wife of the Liu family promised to?" Widow Luo asked excitedly.

"The eldest wife of the Qin family is promised to that Qin Lame. Tsk tsk tsk tsk, a beautiful flower is stuck in cow dung. What does Liu Lizheng think?" The woman shook her head.

(End of this chapter)