PFC Chapter 906 The Extra Long Finale
Chapter 906 The Extra Long Finale
"Well...it's so convenient to do anything in the city. Look here, you have to climb a mountain to get into the city, there's no road at all."
Yang Guangzong laughed, "That's only convenient for rich people. If you don't have money, you have to be subservient to others and can only earn money through hard labor, bowing and scraping to the rich. I'm not stupid. I'm perfectly content being a local tyrant at home, why would I want to be a laborer?"
Yes, he's the local tyrant in this family.
In the village, he was a respected figure, and many people flattered him.
He felt more comfortable here than in the city.
Of course, the main reason was that he did indeed have the idea of suffocating Lao Zhang, and he couldn't afford to offend any of Lao Zhang's relatives.
He brought Fang Qing into the village and even sold her son to an illegal coal mine; everything he did was illegal.
He wasn't afraid because he didn't know anything before.
I took a walk around the city and learned a little bit about the law, but not much.
He felt that given his condition, he could no longer live in the city.
Fang Qing is now too afraid to speak; these past three years have been unbearably miserable.
She hoped every day that Lu Jiangting would discover she was missing and come to rescue her.
She dreamed that Lu Jiangting would descend from the sky and save her.
She was still calculating how old her son was; he must be fifteen or sixteen, a big boy now.
When he grows up a bit more, he will surely be able to escape from the illegal coal mine and then go back to the mountains to rescue himself.
Fang Qing is now filled with regret, she's so regretful she could die.
She shouldn't have gone back to the village with Yang Guangzong for the money Lao Zhang left behind.
Actually, she earned quite a bit of money serving Lao Zhang during those two years; she shouldn't have been greedy for more.
I shouldn't have gotten entangled with Wang Jianguo back then.
She shouldn't have complained about the cleaning job that Lu Jiangting introduced to her.
They shouldn't look down on Lu Jiangting's parents as a burden.
I shouldn't have lost my job at the grain station just to force Lu Jiangting to make a decision.
She shouldn't have taken advantage of Lu Jiangting's guilt to deliberately make Chenchen sick...
She shouldn't have any other thoughts about Lu Jiangting.
The worst thing I could have done was ruin Lu Jiangting and Lin Yuyao's marriage.
Otherwise, she wouldn't have lived her life like this.
Chenchen is the orphan of a martyr, and she will be the martyr's widow. Lu Jiangting will take care of them for the rest of his life out of guilt.
They, mother and son, will have a bright future.
If only she could have held her ground from the beginning, if only she hadn't had those inappropriate thoughts.
Unfortunately, there are no "what ifs" in this world, even for those who live in the same world.
"Guangzong, Qiangzi brought three women back. Do you want them?"
Upon hearing this, Yang Guangzong ran out excitedly, saying, "Yes, of course I want it."
"Hehe, I knew you wanted it. You have money, so you can choose first, but the best one is a bit more expensive."
"Money is not a problem, I'll look at the people first."
The three women were clearly distinguishable in appearance; one looked to be in her thirties, while the other two looked to be in their early twenties, but one was plain-looking and the other was beautiful.
Yang Guangzong took a liking to the beautiful woman at first sight; his eyes lit up.
However, he had lived in the city for several years and was not as superficial as the rough men in the village. He knew that you couldn't just look at a woman's face when choosing one.
He asked about their situation.
What are their educational backgrounds?
Qiangzi was also stunned; it was the first time he had ever seen someone ask a woman about her education.
Isn't this just about looking at the butt? Big butts mean you're more likely to have a son.
“The old woman didn’t have much education, but she could give birth to a son. She gave birth to a son in her husband’s family, but the man died, and her husband’s family disliked her because she was a jinx, so they sold her.”
Yang Guangzong's expression changed. "Sending women who bring bad luck to their husbands to the village? Who do you want to bring death to?"
"You can't say that. It's because her ex-husband was unlucky and couldn't control her. In ancient times, a woman who was considered unlucky in marriage would be sent to the palace. Only the imperial aura could control her."
Yang Guangzong: "..." Do you think I believe your bullshit?
What about these two?
"The pretty one only graduated from junior high school, while the average woman is highly educated; she's a college graduate."
Oh, a college student?
He hesitated for a long time between the two women, but finally decided to buy the woman who was less attractive.
Fang Qing, that woman who didn't finish elementary school, gave birth to a son who's also an idiot. He always comes in last place in every exam. What can he do?
Having spent several years in the city, he understood all too well the principle that knowledge can change one's destiny.
His son must be smart, go to university, make a fortune, and then he can bring him to the city to enjoy a life of luxury.
Bring the woman back and just throw her on the bed.
"Fang Qing, boil a pot of water and wash her clean for me."
Fang Qing entered the room and saw a woman who was tied up.
Her mouth was stuffed up, and she looked at me pleadingly.
Fang Qing paused for a moment, then walked over to her and sighed.
"Don't beg me anymore. I was tricked into coming to these mountains just like you. My son and my late husband's son were sold by them, and I can't escape myself. If I had the ability to help you, I would have run away long ago."
She probably hadn't had a proper conversation with anyone in a long time, because while bathing this woman, she started talking about her own experiences.
From Fang Qing's words, the woman realized that she was the man's legal wife.
Because she couldn't have children, she bought herself to continue the family line.
This is utterly absurd.
Fang Qing advised her not to think about running away, otherwise she would be put on a dog leash.
He even took her to see the women in the village who had dog leashes on their bodies.
An iron chain was welded around his neck, and it was impossible to untie it.
She's already had three children, but unfortunately they're all girls, so she has to keep having more.
The woman was so frightened that she dared not run.
However, she was also lucky, as Yangjia Village was raided not long afterward.
The trafficked women were all rescued, their marriages with the men here were null and void, and those involved were sentenced to prison terms ranging from several months to several years.
Fang Qing is a special case; she and Yang Guangzong got married in Nancheng, and it was a voluntary marriage between both parties.
Her marriage is legal.
Yang Guangzong is in jail for raping the woman he recently bought. She is now filing for divorce and is also suing Yang Guangzong for selling her son.
There's no evidence that Wang Chenchen was sold; Yang Guangzong insists that she ran away on her own, so it's highly unlikely.
However, she can get a divorce by filing two more lawsuits.
It was a year later when she finally obtained her divorce certificate.
During her years living with the Yang family, Fang Qing was frequently beaten and verbally abused, suffering a great deal of mistreatment, and became extremely thin.
He was only in his thirties, but his skin was already like withered tree bark, and his head was covered with white hair.
He looks to be in his fifties.
In a daze, she ran to Lu Jiangting's village, wanting to find Wang Cuilan.
Fang Qing knew that Wang Cuilan was being fostered by Lu Jiangting's two older sisters.
I'm getting old and need someone to take care of me.
The only way she could think of to save herself was to take good care of Wang Cuilan for Lu Jiangting in order to gain his forgiveness.
Unfortunately, when she arrived at Lu Jiangting's house, they were holding a funeral—Wang Cuilan's funeral.
Fang Qing was completely stunned.
"Passed away?" What a coincidence.
"Yes, she fell ill three years ago and it took her three years to pass away. She was only fortunate to have two filial daughters. Old woman, who are you?"
what?
Old woman?
Fang Qing looked at the young man in front of her, then looked down at her own reflection in the pond.
Old woman?
She looks exactly like an old woman now.
Fang Qing had long since divorced Lu Jiangting, so Lu Jiangting's two older sisters naturally refused to let her come in to pay her respects.
They absolutely hated this woman; she was the one who turned their home into a complete mess.
But Fang Qing didn't leave either; she wanted to wait for Lu Jiangting here.
They figured that since Lu Jiangting's mother had passed away, he would definitely come back for the funeral.
Of course, the main reason is that she has nowhere to go.
She spent a few days in a nearby haystack, and after Wang Cuilan's funeral, she still hadn't seen Lu Jiangting. Only then did she hurriedly go to inquire about him.
I learned from the neighbors that Lu Jiangting was too busy with work to come back.
Why? I'm so busy with work that I couldn't even come back for my mother's funeral.
But it didn't matter; she figured Lu Jiangting would come back sooner or later.
So after Lu Jiangting's sisters left, she simply stayed in Lu Jiangting's old, dilapidated house.
Lu Jiangting's two older sisters were so angry that they came over and chased her away.
No matter how much they scolded her, it was no use. They managed to drive her away, but as soon as they left, she came back.
They also have their own lives to live, and they can't stay in their parents' old house all day long.
After several attempts, they had to give up.
"Forget it, let her stay in that shabby house if she wants. Just consider it a house visit." This was a helpless way of comforting himself.
And so, Fang Qing settled down at Lu Jiangting's old home, even clearing out the private plot in front of their house, as if she intended to stay for a long time.
A neighbor who was close to Ye Lian told her about this during a phone conversation.
"You wouldn't believe it, Fang Qing was only in her thirties, but now she looks like she's in her fifties. Her skin is wrinkled, her hair is gray, and she's incredibly thin. Tsk tsk, I wonder what she's been doing all these years?"
"Where's her son?"
"Her son? I haven't seen her son. She's been living here for more than half a year, and I've only seen herself."
Upon hearing about Fang Qing's situation, Ye Lian sighed with regret.
When I was bored, I chatted with Lin Yuyao and casually mentioned this matter.
Lin Yuyao was also quite surprised.
A few years ago, I heard that she and Yang Guangzong inherited more than 10,000 yuan from Lao Zhang and went back to their hometown.
They thought that once they both became millionaires, they could go back to their hometown and live a good life. Supporting each other, they could actually do well.
Now that Fang Qing is staying at Lu Jiangting's house and refusing to leave, it seems that the two of them are not living a good life.
That makes sense; how could these two possibly live a peaceful life together?
"Has something happened to Lu Jiangting? It's been years since we've seen him. His mother died half a year ago, and he didn't even go back home."
Lin Yuyao guessed that Lu Jiangting had accepted a mission.
"What could possibly happen? I'm just busy at work."
"Tsk tsk, you can't be so focused on work that you wouldn't even go back home when your own mother dies."
Lin Yuyao smiled but didn't say anything.
He thought to himself that Lu Jiangting was not entirely useless.
While staying at Lu Jiangting's house, Fang Qing asked around for news about Wang Chenchen.
Unfortunately nothing was found.
Another six months passed, and the villagers gradually became familiar with Fang Qing's life there.
At first, everyone criticized her, but now everyone has gotten used to ignoring her.
She didn't care and just went about her own business every day.
After finishing his work, he would sit at the village entrance, his cloudy eyes looking back at the way he had come.
I've fantasized countless times that that familiar figure would appear on that road.
Unfortunately, she never got to see him again; instead, several people in military uniforms came to help carry the coffin back.
Lu Jiangting is dead.
His two older sisters cried their hearts out.
With his death, their maternal families were left without anyone.