Chapter 106: Rural Absurd Past Events Chapter 106

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Protagonist:

Li Xiulan

"Look at yourself in the mirror! In your current wretched state, even if you paid me to take you, I wouldn't touch you once, and yet you actually daydream about getting fifteen thousand yuan from me?"

He Dazhu mocked Li Xiulan viciously, then shoved her hard onto the floor.

He pulled out one thousand yuan from his hand and scattered it on the ground:

"This is my charity to you, you lowlife! Your personality and dignity are worth only this much money!"

After speaking, He Dazhu turned around and left.

He went back to his own room.

Li Xiulan lay on the floor, watching the scattered coins on the floor, her head still buzzing, unable to accept everything happening before her eyes.

She never would have thought that He Dazhu would turn on her so quickly.

It was only now that she suddenly realized: He Dazhu had actively brought her to Dongguan not out of sincere desire to help her, but to find an opportunity to insult and trample her.

Now He Dazhu had succeeded, he had his fun, but Li Xiulan was ruthlessly trampled into the mud, her tears flowed uncontrollably, and for a moment she even thought she was a lowlife.

Why was she so low?

How could she have agreed to let He Dazhu bring her to Dongguan?

How could she have chosen to sell her body for fifteen thousand yuan?

Now she had gotten little money and had been ruthlessly insulted besides.

The blow to her spirit was even greater than when she had accidentally seen Wang Zhanggen cheating on the street back then.

She sat on the floor, hugging her knees with both hands, burying her head in her knees, trembling all over, crying out with wailing sounds...

"Lowlife bones, lowlife bones, you really are lowlife bones!"

Crying and crying, Li Xiulan couldn't help but slap herself hard several times.

That was her own punishment for herself.

After crying, she nevertheless had to pick up the thousand yuan scattered on the ground that He Dazhu had given as charity.

Because she knew He Dazhu definitely wouldn't help her redeem Wang Zhanggen again, and if she didn't pick up this thousand yuan, she wouldn't have enough money to redeem Wang Zhanggen.

While picking up the money, she wiped her tears and mocked herself with a cold laugh.

She really was lowlife bones!

Look, someone ruthlessly insulted you, yet you still have to bend down and pick up their charity.

Life, it always plays such ruthless games with suffering people.

Li Xiulan even wanted to die; as long as she died, everything would be over.

For her, dying was much easier than living.

But as soon as she thought of the three children at home, she had to grit her teeth and persist in living.

Picking up that thousand yuan carrying an insulting nature, Li Xiulan carefully put the money into her trouser pocket, lay down on the bed, and her eyes continued to shed tears without stopping.

And at this time, strange moaning sounds from a woman came from the next room.

The next room was He Dazhu's room.

He Dazhu had spent money to call a woman to sleep in his room; he had the woman shout at the top of her lungs, wanting to prove to Li Xiulan that he really wasn't incapable, that he was very capable.

Li Xiulan listened to those strange sounds, extremely vexed and restless; she knew this was He Dazhu deliberately tormenting her, but she had no way to resist anything.

Until late at night one or two o'clock did the next room finally quiet down.

Li Xiulan fell asleep in a daze.

She had a nightmare; in the dream He Dazhu turned into a monster, cut her into eight pieces, and swallowed her raw while skinning her alive; she helplessly cried out, while Wang Zhanggen merely stood by watching, and even angrily questioned her: Why did you let He Dazhu swallow you raw and skin you alive, why?

The next day when Li Xiulan woke up, the time was already past nine in the morning.

He Dazhu had already checked out and left alone long ago.

He drove his small sedan back home, abandoning Li Xiulan alone in Dongguan without care.

Li Xiulan could only go find the Zhangmutou Shelter by herself.

In this big city she was unfamiliar with everything, but fortunately the hotel waiter was fairly warm and kind; not only did they give her a city map of Dongguan, they also patiently told her how to take the bus to the Zhangmutou Shelter.

Following the waiter's directions, she came to the bus stop and timidly waited for Bus Route 256.

She kept looking around in the direction the bus would come, afraid of missing the bus to Zhangmutou, tightly clutching the one yuan she had prepared in advance in her hand.

This was the first time in her life she had come to the city to take a bus; no one was with her, she had to overcome all difficulties and overcome the fear in her heart.

When the bus to Zhangmutou came, she repeatedly confirmed it was Bus Route 256, going to Zhangmutou, and she followed the passengers ahead onto the bus.

When getting on the bus, she from time to time craned her neck to see how the people ahead paid.

She discovered there was a cash box ahead; as long as she stuffed the money in, it was fine.

She followed suit, following others to stuff the money in.

The bus started, she was nervous inside, her heart thumping thumping, just like the coughing sound emitted by the engine of this old bus.

On the road, she tensed her nerves and focused with fifteen parts of spirit, afraid of missing the Zhangmutou stop.

She discovered that along the way passengers got off one after another, gradually there were fewer and fewer passengers on the bus, while she still hadn't reached the stop; she began to get nervous until her palms sweated, and even once doubted whether she had missed her stop?

She wanted to ask the driver, but didn't dare.

She just struggled internally and consumed herself like that; several more stops passed, and she still hadn't reached Zhangmutou.

She finally mustered enormous courage, made a certain decision, and went to ask the driver.

To outsiders this was nothing more than a very simple ordinary matter, but Li Xiulan needed to undergo a chaotic ideological struggle like a military rout to be able to do it.

The driver couldn't quite understand her Mandarin with its heavy hometown accent, gave her a strange look, and said, "Huh?" Li Xiulan grew even more nervous and hurriedly repeated herself:

"Does this vehicle go to Zhangmutou?"

The driver still couldn't quite understand.

Li Xiulan hurriedly took out a map and used her finger to point at the location of Zhangmutou Shelter on the map.

Only then did the driver suddenly realize:

"Zhangmutou Shelter, ah — you have to go to the last stop, it's still early!"

Li Xiulan, as if granted a boon, hurriedly nodded, then let out a breath of relief in her heart and returned to her seat to sit down.

No one would know how much courage it cost her to ask the driver.

After a journey of over an hour, Li Xiulan finally arrived at Zhangmutou Shelter.

Here she needed to summon enormous courage again to ask for directions — how to see Wang Zhanggen, how to redeem someone — she understood nothing, everything had to be asked in her clumsy Mandarin.

For a rural woman in her thirties who was entering a city on her own for the first time, this was a trial as arduous as the eighty-one tribulations.

Fortunately she finally passed all the trials and smoothly met Wang Zhanggen.

She thought that after enduring eighty-one tribulations to come before Wang Zhanggen, he would at least be grateful to her.

However, Wang Zhanggen's first reaction to her made her heart turn cold.

"Wasn't it agreed you'd come yesterday to redeem me and take me out? How come you only came today?"

Wang Zhanggen's first words not only lacked gratitude, his tone even carried complaint.