The pork butcher is smoother than a pig butcher!

Chapter 53 Falling out
Zuo Chihuai avenged his unborn child in the most tragic way.

When Mu's husband, Zuo Wenjun, heard that Mu had been beheaded, he laughed three times and then died.

This man was brutally beaten for several days in the Cheng'an Prefecture prison.

A broken rib punctured the spleen inside the body.

It's a miracle that he's still alive today without receiving any medical treatment.

Zuo Wenxuan, who was in the same room as him, froze, his lips that had been desperately trying to curve upwards.

What the hell?
Laughter can be deadly!
Well, he can just keep his happiness to himself.

That vile woman, Lady Lü, just relies on her pretty face to sell herself at exorbitant prices everywhere.

Let's see how she can act recklessly from now on!
Oh my, this nephew did what he wanted to do but didn't dare to do. He's really something!
The two leaders were both angry and afraid after receiving the news.

I never expected that among that bunch of spineless men in the Zuo family, there would be such a ruthless one.

They all touched their necks, still shaken.

Right under our noses, three of our money-making machines have been destroyed.

Without Madam Mu acting as their go-between, it will be difficult for them to add any new members to their cash cow team.

No, no, no.

The remaining six women all had husbands.

If their men were to gain some kind of enlightenment from this experience.
Then the next ones to be beheaded will be these officials!

If being thoroughly outmaneuvered a few days ago had deterred the officials from their actions, then...

Tonight's beheading truly terrified the officials.

They discussed it until dawn and finally decided to give up this prostitution business.

I was really scared; I was afraid that I would earn money but not live to spend it.

The anger of having their source of income cut off naturally led them to vent it on the prisoners.

Five days later, they set off again.

Zuo Wenxuan no longer has a stretcher to lie on.

Except for children under ten years old, everyone (including Lu Shi and others) had wooden cangues around their necks, and their hands and feet were bound with iron chains.

With such a large load, the speed was slower than before.

But the officials didn't care at all.

He even whipped those who couldn't walk several times in a single day.

When Fatty saw that his mother also had that big board around her neck, he refused to let her carry him anymore.

The little guy insisted on walking by himself.

They walked until 9:00 PM before finally reaching their destination.

It just stopped.

He plopped down on the ground, hugged his chubby feet covered in blisters, and wailed loudly.

"Mommy, Mommy! My belly hurts, my belly hurts so much! Waaah!"

Fatty used to act cute and pitiful, but it was all talk and no action.

People's tears are very precious.

Tonight, tears are falling to the ground in big, heavy drops, as if they were free.

She cried like a pitiful dog.

Gan Minglan cried so much that her heart ached.

This feeling is something I've never experienced in the past thirty years!
She took the little guy's chubby feet in her hands and gently combed them from his ankles, saying softly:

"My chubby boy is amazing! Today, you are the only child under seven years old to walk fifty miles by yourself."

Mom will give you a good massage, and then I'll pop all these blisters and apply some nice, moisturizing lotion.

"Mom promises you, it won't hurt at all by tomorrow morning."

The little one's eyes were still brimming with tears, his head tilted back, half-fallen, and he said with a pitiful expression:

"Mom, I've been so good at this, can I get two rabbit legs and lots of fluffy meat floss as a reward?"

Gan Minglan was speechless. Don't underestimate this little brat just because he's young; he's got a hundred tricks up his sleeve when it comes to food.

I suspect it really hurts.

Ultimately, it all comes down to satisfying one's appetite.

Oh dear, what child doesn't have a sweet tooth?
Of course, you'll spoil your own child unconditionally!
She whispered in the fat man's ear:

"After Mom removes the blood blister for you, I'll give you a couple of handfuls of fragrant pork floss to fill your stomach. If you can hold on until midnight tonight, you can still have a rabbit leg."

"Okay."

What's a little pain compared to being able to eat delicious pork floss?
The medicine my mother applied smelled wonderful and felt cool and soothing.

The little guy fell into a deep sleep right after eating just one handful of pork floss.

I was completely exhausted!

However, she has a mother like Gan Minglan who is incredibly capable.

Fatty was bouncing around again the next morning.

When it comes to being put in wooden shackles and iron chains, the most comfortable ones are women with bound feet like Luo.

They all had the custom of foot binding.

The calluses that had just formed on my feet were now covered in new wounds after a day of carrying heavy loads.

The foot binding cloth and the blood blisters stuck together, causing excruciating pain.

But their patience is hundreds of times stronger than that of children.

Late the next night, they spent the night in a local temple at the foot of a desolate mountain.

After being covered for two days and one night, Luo's foot wound became infected and suppurated, causing high fever and convulsions.

When Gan Minglan and Zuo Wenkang were summoned by the officials to take night duty, they could smell the fishy stench from the old lady's feet even through their straw sandals...

Although Zuo Wenkang couldn't bring himself to feel such a strong mother-son bond with this old woman, he couldn't bring himself to do it.

At this moment, my heart tightened and my nose felt sore.

Despite his obsessive-compulsive disorder, he personally removed the foot bindings from Ms. Luo and carefully cleaned away the pus and blood.

Gan Minglan thought for a moment and then told the officials that she was going to gather herbs for her mother-in-law.

What kind of medicinal herbs were collected?

The purslane growing in the grass outside the temple is doing well.

I picked a large handful and chopped it into a paste with a stone.

They secretly added the essence of sacred wood to it.

She said to the cheap man:
"This has a cooling and swelling-reducing effect. Apply a thick layer to it for Mom, and she shouldn't feel so uncomfortable when she wakes up tomorrow! If it works well for Mom, I'll make it for her again tomorrow."

Zuo Wenkang silently accepted the ointment:
"My dear wife, you've suffered so much while pregnant, and you still have to take care of our son and worry about my mother."

Gan Minglan couldn't stand this kind of dawdling, so she waved her hand and walked towards the carriage of the Huang family leader in front of the local temple.

The carriages ordered by the officials in Yuzhou Prefecture were hundreds of times better than those rented from the carriage and horse shops in Daming Prefecture.

Not only is the carriage spacious and sturdy, but the interior is also exquisitely crafted.

Their anal injuries haven't fully healed yet, so they're just resting at night.

Gan Minglan approached the two leaders, hoping they would honor their promise and allow Luo Shi to hitch a ride with them for a few days until she recovered.

To everyone's surprise, the two of them turned their backs on their promise!
Gan Minglan chuckled inwardly twice and said nothing more.

Seeing her frustrated and helpless expression, the leader surnamed Huang felt very smug.

He neither wanted to provoke nor liked this woman who had her own father protecting her.

Although, based on the results of her subordinates' twelve-hour surveillance, there is nothing particularly unusual about her words and actions so far.

However, the suspicions against her have not been completely cleared.

The leader surnamed Huang: I just want to see how this woman will fight back when she's been driven to the brink. Will the mastermind behind it all show up to help her?

Gan Minglan: Arrange it!

(End of this chapter)