"If you like, take her home and make her your mother!"
Ye Ming's words instantly silenced the elderly.
Wang Da Jiao had indeed committed so many cruel acts, and many people in the surrounding area knew about it.
Ye Ming was so strong that during the spring plowing and autumn harvest, Wang Da Jiao would tie her to a rope and use her as an ox to plow the fields.
Furthermore, when the owners wanted to invite Ye Ming to dinner, Wang Da Jiao would tie him to the door and prevent him from eating. He had to wait until she finished eating before he could eat any leftovers.
For years, everyone believed that Ye Ming was not Wang Da Jiao's biological son. How could a mother treat her son worse than an animal?
"You little beast, I raised you with all my might, and you're slandering me like this?"
Wang Da Jiao covered her face and pretended to cry, realizing she was in the wrong.
"Whether it's slander or not, you and everyone else know better than I do!"
Ye Ming no longer wanted to argue with the scoundrel in front of him. He simply bypassed Wang Da Jiao and her family and headed home.
Liu Qiang, with an excited look on his face, trotted after Ye Ming.
"Fool, what you just said was really good."
"I've long been fed up with those bossy old bastards."
"And that slap you gave Wang Da Jiao was so satisfying!"
Normally, because of Ye Ming's deceased father's reputation, everyone kept their dissatisfaction with Wang Da Jiao secret.
Ye Ming's adoptive father once took out the family's grain when the villagers were nearly starving.
Otherwise, most of the people in Qingshi Village would probably be gone by now.
"Ye Ming, did you really catch a bristle pig?"
Liu Qiang asked.
He was extremely curious about how Ye Ming had done it. He had seen bristle pigs before, creatures that even large insects wouldn't dare to bite.
Their coats were covered in long, hard hairs, and they looked formidable.
He didn't know how Ye Ming had managed it.
"Well, I saw a hunting bow left in the house, so I thought I'd go up the mountain and give it a try."
"Oh my god, you caught a bristle pig just by trying! If only we had known each other before. I can't believe you used to be such a fool."
Liu Qiang said, his voice erratic. Ye Ming could tell he seemed to be worried.
"Brother Qiang, what's up? If I can help, I'll definitely do it."
Liu Qiang was a good man. Without him and Xiaorong, they wouldn't have found a place to live so quickly.
So, if Ye Ming could help, he naturally would.
"Hehehe, you saw through that."
Liu Qiang scratched his head sheepishly.
"I was thinking, if you're going hunting, could you take me with you next time? Your sister-in-law's about to give birth. My father, though a Muramasa, isn't much better than everyone else. I was thinking of getting your sister-in-law some good nourishment."
If he took Liu Qiang with him, the system reward would be exposed.
Not helping would make him feel bad.
"Wait a few days, until the snow stops,"
Ye Ming gave a vague reply, as he probably wouldn't be able to hunt much anymore.
Once he had enough for the family division, he could start a business.
Hunting was still too slow to make money. He couldn't rely on hunting alone to provide a good life for Su Xiaorong.
But before he traveled through time, he was just an ordinary college student, not knowing anything.
To get those good things from my previous life, I had to save up life points and buy the originals through the online shopping system.
Hearing that Ye Ming was willing to take him with him, Liu Qiang's face was filled with a simple smile.
"Hehehe, thanks, idiot."
"Oh no, you're not an idiot anymore, so how should I call you from now on?"
"Just call me by my name,"
Ye Ming said casually.
"Never mind, that's not appropriate. I'll just call you Brother Ming from now on."
Ye Ming didn't care at that point; as long as he wasn't called an idiot, anything would do.
"Brother Ming, I have things to do at home, so I won't take you home."
"Okay, Brother Qiang, go back and do your work."
When Ye Ming returned home, he found the yard much cleaner.
The holes that had been there were now covered with grass and wood.
Su Xiaorong, who was inside, heard someone in the yard and opened the door to look outside.
Seeing it was Ye Ming, she trotted over.
"Husband, you're finally back!"
Ye Ming looked at his beautiful wife and gently hugged her.
"Well, look what goodies I bought?"
Ye Ming waved two rolls of silk cloth and a roast chicken in front of Su Xiaorong.
"Wow, silk cloth and roast chicken!"
Su Xiaorong was excited at first, then distressed when she saw the two items.
"Husband, can I return the cloth?"
"We've just started our lives, and there's still a lot of money to spend at home."
"Actually, this outfit I'm wearing is fine. I can make your clothes..."
From Su Xiaorong's perspective, they still owed Wang Dajiao ten taels of silver and five dou of rice.
And since they didn't have their own place to live yet, they still had a lot of money to spend, so they had to save every penny.
"What nonsense are you talking about? Money is meant to be spent. Look at this dress, it's torn everywhere. How can I wear it in this cold weather?"
"Besides, I made sixteen taels of silver this time. After buying some household items, I still have eight or nine taels left. Wang Dajiao's family income will be earned soon."
Su Xiaorong was obviously not listening to what Ye Ming was saying. All she could think about was Ye Ming making sixteen taels of silver!
"My husband, you are amazing. You made sixteen taels in one go! Then we can still have some left after paying for the division of the family!"
Seeing Su Xiaorong's admiring eyes, Ye Ming was so satisfied.
This feeling was something he had never experienced before, and it felt quite good.
"You little money-grubber, I bought some household expenses, and you didn't hear a word about the fact that I only had eight or nine taels left."
Hearing Ye Ming say that there were only eight or nine taels left, Su Xiaorong felt heartbroken.
"My husband, two pieces of cloth and these two roast chickens are only worth six taels of silver!"
Su Xiaorong knew silk cloth was expensive, but she hadn't imagined it was this expensive!
"Of course it's not worth it. I bought other things."
Upon hearing Ye Ming had bought other things, Su Xiaorong circled around him, but saw nothing except a bag of rice.
"Haha, stop looking. I'll go inside and show you."
Ye Ming then took Su Xiaorong's hand and entered.
"Xiaorong, how did you light the fire? It's so cold without a fire, it's going to be so cold."
"It's okay, husband. I'm not cold. Firewood is hard to find in this cold weather. Any savings is a lot."
Ye Ming didn't know what to say to Su Xiaorong's overly sensible behavior.
"You, you'll have to keep the fire warm even when I'm not around."
Su Xiaorong felt a little flustered at Ye Ming's angry expression.
"I know I was wrong. Husband, please hit me."
Ever since she was about to marry Ye Ming, her mother had warned her that her husband would hit her during the first few days of their wedding to establish his authority.
She'd been prepared. As a child, she'd heard uncles and aunts in the village beating their wives.
Therefore, she felt it was perfectly normal for her husband to beat her for her mistakes.
Seeing Su Xiaorong closing her eyes and preparing to be punished made Ye Ming feel distressed.
After he finished lighting the fire, he flicked her head lightly.
"Okay, this is your punishment. You don't take good care of yourself."