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Chapter 273 The Idiot Widow of Red Persimmon Village (8)

Hongshizi Village is surrounded by mountains on three sides, with only one mountain pass on the east leading to the outside.

March is the season when grass grows and birds sing. After a winter, the bare mountains begin to become lush and green again. The willow branches on both sides of the road have just turned green from their tender yellow leaves.

Wen Luo was driving the carriage, Chu Luo and Xing Chen were sitting in it. Xing Chen opened the curtain and just stared outside in a daze.

He looked outside and Chu Luo looked at him.

None of the three spoke.

When they arrived at Dahuaishu Village, there was a group of old people sitting at the entrance of the village chatting. When they saw a strange carriage entering the village, they all looked towards them curiously.

Wen Luo stopped the car and asked them where the Yan family was.

The eyes of the old men and women immediately flashed with gossip.

They were just talking about how the idiot from the Yan family married into Hongshizi Village and brought death to the entire family of three. How tragic.

Everyone began to look at Wen Luo's face, guessing his identity. The Yu family is a big family in Hongshizi Village. Could it be that this fool was returned?

Everyone enthusiastically led the way for Wen Luo.

When Wen Luo saw this scene, he frowned slightly and drove slowly behind.

The curtain had been lowered before entering the village. Wen Luo gently lifted a corner and said to the carriage, "Chu Luo, don't let Xing Chen get off the car for a while."

Chu Luo didn't respond.

Wen Luo knew he heard it.

The car stopped at the gate of Yan’s yard.

The Yan family's courtyard wall was made of dead branches and was completely useless in preventing thieves.

However, there were two or three mud houses in the yard that could be seen through at a glance. Just looking at them from the outside, it was obvious that they were bare. Even if a thief ran in, he would probably return empty-handed.

In the dusty muddy ground in front of the yard, a few half-grown children in dirty and torn clothes were half-lying on the ground playing with stones.

When they saw the car coming, they curiously moved aside but remained sitting in the mud without getting up.

An old lady shouted to the child on the ground: "Yan Xiaoyao, hurry up and call your parents out. There are guests at your house."

Upon hearing this, Yan Xiaoyao rushed into the yard.

The old men and women came closer and closer, and seeing that Wen Luo was really tall and strong and handsome, they all wondered what his relationship was with the paralytic that the fool married.

"Are you from Hongshizi Village?" The lady who had just spoken came over and asked Wen Luo.

Wen Luo hummed softly.

The old lady quickly turned her head and exchanged anxious glances with others.

——That’s right, he must be the cousin of the paralytic!

They were even anxious to lift the curtain to see if the fool was sitting inside the carriage.

When Wen Luo knew their intention, his face turned cold.

He cast a cold gaze at the old men and women, and they were immediately frightened and left the carriage in a swarm.

Yan's parents' faces were as black as the bottom of a pot, and they walked out of the yard together.

Before Wen Luo had time to say anything after getting off the carriage, Yan's mother started yelling.

"A married woman is like spilled water. The sedan chair has already been carried out of the door. You, the Yu family, should not even think about regretting it! From now on, Yan Xingchen is a member of the Yu family in life and a ghost of the Yu family in death. You want to take the betrothal gift back? No way!"

She didn't know Wen Luo, so she simply thought Wen Luo was a member of the Yu family.

The affairs of the Yu family were widely spread in several nearby villages. Her family had been living in fear for the past two days, fearing that they would come to cancel the engagement. Now that they had really sent her back, they naturally had to take the initiative and firmly state their position.

At this moment, Wen Luo suddenly remembered what Xing Chen said softly while sitting there after finishing breakfast: "You don't want me anymore."

Only then did he understand that Xing Chen didn't mean that his brother didn't want him anymore, but that his family didn't want him anymore.

Wen Luo felt a pain in his heart and his eyes narrowed dangerously.

Chu Luo pulled the curtain out of the carriage and kicked the wooden door of Yan's house in anger.

"What are you doing! Oh my god, this is robbery in broad daylight, is there no law?" Yan's mother slapped her thigh, sat on the ground and started crying and shouting.

Yan's father was about to rush over with a stick, but Chu Luo snatched it away and threw it into his yard.

Seeing this, Father Yan also lay down on the ground, looking like a scoundrel, "Someone is being beaten, someone is being beaten, everyone come and see, someone is beating someone here!"

The children of the Yan family thought all this was very funny and they sat in the mud and laughed so hard that they fell forward and backward.

Chu Luo looked at this family and felt confused. He really couldn't figure out how such a family could raise a well-behaved and clean child like Xing Chen.

Wen Luo walked up to the crying Yan's mother and looked down at her: "See clearly, I am not from the Yu family."

"Ah?" Mother Yan's crying stopped abruptly. She raised her hand and wiped her face. Her hands were covered with mud, leaving funny marks on her face.

"Why didn't you tell me earlier? You made me cry for so long. Who are you? Our family has never offended anyone. You may have found the wrong person. And my door, you have to pay for it if you broke it!"

Wen Luo said in a cold tone: "I am a neighbor of the Yu family. I just want to tell you that according to the character of the nephews of the Yu family, even if they don't come to ask for the betrothal gift today, they will not survive until tomorrow."

Mother Yan got up from the ground and pointed in the direction of Hongshizi Village. "They can marry her if they want and divorce her if they want? They want to force me to marry her back if she's already married. They're dreaming!"

"Whether you dream or not is another matter. At least you still have a house to keep out the rain. If you anger those nephews of the Yu family, they can even tear your house down."

"Why should he?"

Wen Luo sneered: "They will say that your child has brought bad luck to their family of three, and they will come to settle the score with you. When they come, do you think it will be enough to just return the betrothal gift?"

Yan's mother and her husband looked at each other. They were both backboneless, and their faces turned pale with fright.

She stammered, "Then, then, then what should we do?"

Wen Luo asked: "How much dowry did his family give you?"

"Ten taels of silver, plus some chicken, duck, fish and meat."

Wen Luo turned and looked at Chu Luo.

Chu Luo immediately understood what he meant.

Now he was no longer angry or irritated, and was so happy that he wanted to pick up his brother and spin him around.

Chu Luo took out fifteen taels of silver from his pocket, tried his best to maintain his bully aura, and walked up to Yan's mother with a vicious look.

"To tell you the truth, I fell in love with your Xing Chen in the wedding procession and snatched him back from the Yu family."

Both Yan's mother and Yan's father were frightened by his aura and shrank back.

After hearing his words, she looked at the silver in his hand with golden eyes.

Oh, this is such a great relationship. I can receive the betrothal gift again.

Chu Luo tossed the silver in his hand and asked coldly, "Do you want this silver?"

The two nodded vigorously, "I want it!"