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Xia Muxin blinked her eyes, lost in infinite longing. With every word she spoke, the sores on her face and neck oozed down.
"What are you selling? Who said you were sold to my family's rich son as a concubine? You lowly girl, those three shabby Thatched Cottages are not fit for my family's rich son. If you know what's good for you, pay back the fifty taels you owe us, or else..."
Wang Shoucai had seen the world. A teenage girl from a small village couldn't possibly scare him. After all, he was the steward of the Marquis's Residence.
"Yes, yes, quickly return our silver," Wang Dafu chimed in, gaining confidence from his father's words.
Xia Muxin was momentarily stunned. She had witnessed what it meant to be accused unjustly today. Unfortunately, her body was weak; otherwise, she would have stepped forward and slapped this shameless father and son.
Seeing Summer Forest trembling with cracked lips, gripping the Machete tightly, she quickly began to throw a tantrum: "I don't care! I like Brother Wang! Anyway, I look like this now; it's similar to that plague you mentioned. I'm a walking contagion! If you don't give me an explanation, I'll cut open my veins and let my blood spill over each of your homes. If I die, I’ll take you black-hearted people with me to hell!"
The plague had passed over a decade ago, yet even now it sent shivers down their spines. Many families had been torn apart; husbands and wives separated. Their village was small and impoverished, neglected by the Government. Back then, they saw ox carts carrying the bodies of men, women, and children to the temporary crematorium set up by the Government to prevent contagion. The villagers were forbidden from leaving; with scarce medicine available, most could only wait for death.
Though it had been many years since then, people in their village still turned pale at the mention of the plague. Over time, even children as young as a few years old knew about it.
Sure enough, when Xia Muxin said this, the Wang father and son changed color, fear flickering in their eyes. Others also swallowed hard and stepped back, terrified of being infected.
"Muxin, my poor daughter."
"Is it really Muxin? My daughter has returned!"
"Sister..."
"Little sister..."
Aunt Xia had cried her eyes out for two days, and at this moment, she somehow heard Xia Muxin's voice. She followed the door frame to feel her way out, while Xia Tieshu also struggled to crawl out of the doorway. The four of them were calling out to her, tears streaming down their faces.
Xia Muxin felt a pang in her heart, her eyes reddening. In her previous life, she was just a farmer's daughter from the mountains, unfortunately without parents. It was her aunt who raised her, but life was not easy. As she grew up, she made the decision to join the army. After much hardship, she finally achieved something, only to find herself here now. Seeing the Xia family filled with love and care for her, how could she not be moved?
But being moved aside, she did not lose her rationality. A few tears fell from her eyes as she stepped back and said, "Father, Mother, Muxin is unfilial. I am sorry for your nurturing grace. Please don't come closer. Muxin knows she won't live for many days. However, before I die, I will make sure to take those scoundrels with me to meet Yama, so they won't come looking for trouble and bullying people every day."
The more she spoke like this, the more frightened the Wang father and son became, even trembling as they stepped back. But with each step they took back, Xia Muxin advanced one step forward, showing no intention of letting them go until they were forced to face the consequences.
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