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Chapter 599: Chapter 591: Less Than a Dog Chapter 599: Chapter 591: Less Than a Dog Tang Yuxin grabbed a wooden stick tightly.

Just when she was about to hold her breath, the sound finally disappeared and faded away.

Tang Yuxin put down the stick in her hand and took a deep breath.

In such cold weather, she was frightened to the point of breaking out in a cold sweat.

The wind blew in from the window, blowing away her cold sweat.

Besides the cold, it also brought a chill.

It was chilling.

It was a chill to her heart.

Almost a heart-piercing chill.

She thought that she was safe once she left the house of Song Dashao, but that was not the case, perhaps she was in even more danger.

Song Dashao had no intentions towards her, let alone now in his foolishness, even if he wasn’t foolish, in his heart there was only Chun Tao.

But in this world, there’s not only one man, not only Song Dashao, there was also Old Man Song.

She clearly saw that Old Man Song had already developed wicked thoughts towards her.

But he didn’t have the courage yet.

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All he did was probe time and again, but Tang Yuxin did not believe that his so-called probes would not come to fruition.

She couldn’t afford to gamble.

And the consequences of loss would be something she couldn’t bear in her entire life.

Life couldn’t be restarted a second time.

She had already reincarnated once, she did not believe she could open her eyes again and return to the past.

This was a wishful thinking she had never considered, and she also dared not think of such.

Night and day, she was tortured like this, she dared not sleep, for fear of freezing to death, and was also afraid Old Man Song would suddenly come in.

A rooster outside suddenly crowed, she sat up and rubbed her eyes, then stood up, pulled the iron chain, and started to make a fire to boil water.

Jjust as the water was about to boil, Old Madam Song woke up.

She walked into the kitchen and seeing Tang Yuxin had already boiled the water, she wasn’t that angry.

Go and fetch some more water.

She ordered Tang Yuxin, rolling up her own sleeves, ready to cook.

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She would never allow Tang Yuxin to touch the rice in the house, for she valued the rice more than her own life.

She was also afraid that Tang Yuxin would steal some to eat, every day even the rice for cooking was almost counted before being put into the pot.

Tang Yuxin, dragging the iron chain, lifted up the bucket from the ground, ready to go fetch water.

The iron chain now not only shackled one of her feet, but also both.

Even if she wanted to run now, she wouldn’t get far with this iron chain.

Or perhaps because she behaved well, she forgot how many days she had been here, and also how she had endured day after day.

She could leave the Song family’s house now.

She carried the water bucket and went out, the iron chain on her feet occasionally scraping against the ground.

The shoes on her feet were worn out, revealing a big toe.

Her hands had frozen and cracked, her cheeks sunk in deeply, she still looked like a skeleton, she had no choice, she ate so little every day, even if she wanted to gain weight, it was impossible.

Old Man Song only gave her a cornmeal bun, then some residual water from cleaning the pot.

This was the most luxurious meal she could have in a day.

She carried the bucket to the neighboring house, the neighbor opened the door and let her in, but his eyes kept sizing her up, as if assessing her value, it seemed like he wanted to tear her flesh off with his eyes.

Tang Yuxin realized, in this village, there were no good people, they were all cold-hearted devils.

None of them wished for others’ wellbeing, and none of them would show her any sympathy

Their eyes looking at her were cold, heartless, no one ever pitied her.

Sometimes she would meet some expressionless women, there might be a slight difference, but that was just a memory, and numbness.

Tang Yuxin wondered, were these women also sold here once upon a time?

From their initial expectations, hope, to finally despair, and then enduring their remaining days here, day by day.

Perhaps they would be trapped here their whole lives, living a numb and indifferent life.

Over time, even forgetting who they were, what their names were.

Numbness is also a disease.

Such a disease, is a terminal disease.

Tang Yuxin used the well water, pressing down over and over again.

When the bucket was full, she picked up the bucket, the veins on her arm bulging out, showing how heavy the bucket was.

She could only rest for a while after carrying it for a bit,

In the cold weather, by the time she brought the bucket of water to the Song family, she was already sweaty.

“Why are you so late, you’re trying to starve us to death?”

Old Madam Song directly took the rolling pin and started hitting Tang Yuxin’s shoulder, Tang Yuxin could only stand there, shrinking her body from time to time, but didn’t dodge.

She couldn’t dodge, if she did so, the blow would only be heavier.

So she endured it, no matter how painful, she had to endure.

As expected, after Old Madam Song had enough, when her hand was sore from hitting, and the outside Song Dashao was already clamoring for food, even if she was angry, she had to take care of her beloved stupid son’s belly.

“Start the fire, you’re good for nothing.”

Old Madam Song kicked Tang Yuxin again, kicking her towards the stove.

Tang Yuxin staggered, almost falling to the ground.

Old Madam Song glared at her, she might have wanted to hit her again, but hearing Song Dashao outside clamoring about being hungry, she could only put down her rolling pin, and start cooking.

Tang Yuxin crouched on the ground, feeding the fires in the stove with firewood.

Under the firelight, her eyes were red and pitiful, but she never cried, no tears shed.

Here, tears are the most worthless and useless.

The Song family didn’t have extravagant meals, only simple food every day, but it could fill the stomach.

However, this fullness, never included Tang Yuxin.

To the Song family, Tang Yuxin was simply their purchased pig, a dog, a tool for bearing children.

She had never been a human to them.

Tang Yuxin lifted the lid of the pot, she picked out the remaining grains of rice in the pot one by one, eating them.

When there were no grains of rice left in the pot, she would then wash the dishes.

The sky outside had darkened again, and the night was never peaceful, never quiet, it could also be the start of evil.

Every night, Tang Yuxin would nest in this small kitchen, waiting for another dawn.

For her, even being beaten, even having endless chores to do, was safer than the chill of the night.

The sound of footsteps outside came again, closer than before, lasting longer than before.