The wicked sister-in-law is in charge; meals include fish and shrimp.

Chapter 417 Helping Those in Injustice

"How are you feeling? Is it okay inside?"

Before Wen Luozhi could speak, Lang Batian had already asked, and Xiaobai and Xiaofen nodded.

"It was really strange inside, but my brother and I thought it was a lot of fun."

Little Pink happily rolled Wen Luozhi up and lifted her high, which really startled Wen Luozhi.

After instructing them not to damage anything inside, she put the two little ones inside. Wolf Batian wanted to go in and play, but Wen Luozhi gave him a sharp rap on the head.

"What are you going in for? You still need to watch the road outside!"

She slammed the map over Wolf Overlord's head and went back to her carriage to sleep.

With Xiaobai around, Wolf Overlord stopped complaining for no reason. However, they could only come out to play for a while when Helian Zhiyan was sleeping.

After a long day of travel, Wen Luozhi found watching them play and joke around quite enjoyable.

After traveling day and night for several days, they finally arrived at a small town. However, there were not many people and few shops, and the streets were narrower than they had ever seen before, barely wide enough for a horse-drawn carriage to pass through.

Wen Luozhi was driving a carriage outside when people on the road stopped to look at her curiously.

Just as the carriage reached a wider area, Wen Luozhi exclaimed that she had finally made it ahead, only to find the area crowded with people.

Now it's not a question of whether the carriage is easy to drive or not; it's that we're completely blocked and can't get through, and we can even hear people talking about it.

She lifted the curtain and said a few words to Helian Zhiyan, then jumped off the carriage to see what was going on.

The street wasn't very wide, and there were more people on this path than before. Wen Luozhi tried to squeeze in for a long time but couldn't.

On a whim, she took out her money bag, grabbed about ten copper coins, threw them into the air, and then shouted loudly:

"Grab some silver! Grab some silver! Hurry, or you'll miss out!"

"Silver?! Where is it? Where is it?"

The crowd quickly bent down to search, some even jostling for the item. Wen Luozhi seized the opportunity and finally managed to squeeze through a crack.

As soon as she stood firm, she saw a woman wearing a hempen robe and a mourning cloth on her head kneeling on the ground with her head down. Next to her was a tattered straw mat, from which she could vaguely see a few corners of black cloth.

"Hmm?" She looked to the side again in confusion and saw a wooden sign with the four characters "Selling oneself to bury one's mother" written on it.

"Oh my, my back is aching from picking up these two coins!"

A short, stout man in cotton clothes squeezed through the crowd, his back bent, and his face contorted with lewdness as he looked at the woman on the ground.

"I'm not trying to be mean, but you've already left it out for three days, it's no longer okay to leave it out any longer."

As he spoke, the short, fat man covered his nose in disgust, as if he could already smell it.

"It was cool a couple of days ago but it's starting to warm up today. Your mother can't take it anymore. You're being unfilial!"

Wen Luozhi watched from the side and noticed that the woman on the ground trembled slightly and her hands were clenched into fists.

The short, fat man persisted, and even though she remained silent, it didn't stop him from continuing.

"No one in this town dares to buy you except me. You'd better think it over carefully."

The man looked completely confident and even started humming a cheerful tune.

This town is so small, everyone knows what's going on here.

Not only was this witch strange, but she also slept on the same tattered mat as a dead person for several days, which was truly eerie and unlucky.

Only he, the pig butcher, could suppress the evil aura emanating from the mother and child. Who else would dare to be tainted by it?

The price is already very fair, but this vixen just won't sell.

"How much silver?"

Hua Luojia on the ground suddenly loosened her tightly clenched fist and asked in a hoarse voice.

After persisting for so many days, the short, stout man was overjoyed to see her finally relent. He held up two fingers and said, "Two taels of silver! That's enough to buy a coffin."

"Hehe," Hua Luojia forced a laugh, looked up at the lewd and greasy short fat man, and said, "I won't sell myself. I'd rather die with my mother than sell myself to an old lecher like you!"

Now that her stunningly beautiful face was in front of everyone, Wen Luozhi was stunned.

The woman had a fair face no bigger than the palm of her hand, with long, thick, and graceful eyebrows, bright amber eyes with slightly upturned corners, and an extremely beautiful mouth and nose. Her entire face was exquisitely delicate.

The short, stout man, who was initially furious at her stubbornness and self-reproach, suddenly lost his temper upon seeing her face. Instead, he rubbed his hands together and approached Hua Luojia with a smile.

"You're wrong about that. I'm just thinking how hard it is for a young woman like you to take care of a dead mother."

"I'd be doing you a favor by giving you two taels of silver; others wouldn't dare buy from you."

He stared greedily at Hua Luojia's face, practically drooling.

Two ounces? Hua Luojia was too lazy to waste her breath on this old lecher. She had been kneeling for most of the day and hadn't even had a drop of water.

She lowered her head again, wondering if anyone would be willing to buy her.

The short, fat man spat on the ground, cursed, and walked away.

The other onlookers pointed and whispered about Hua Luojia, and Wen Luozhi plucked something out of their mouths.

The woman on the ground was called a witch simply because of her eyes. Everyone in the town avoided her, fearing that this ominous person would bring them bad luck.

No one dared to approach the mother and daughter, and the two could only make a living by selling the things they made in other towns.

Each trip takes several days. This time, on the way back, the woman's mother caught a cold. With no village or shop in sight and her old illness recurring, she lost her life due to the delay.

The last time they were gone for a long time, the townspeople thought they had left and even tore down the house. When she dragged her mother's body back, there wasn't even a place to put it.

Those people were still talking, one after another, which made Wen Luozhi sigh.

"If you ask me, your mother shouldn't have taken you in when you were little. Look at you, you've brought death to someone! You witch!"

An old man pointed at Hua Luojia, looking so indignant that anyone who didn't know better would think the person on the ground was his.

An old woman, who thought herself kind, stepped forward and advised, "Two ounces is enough. You can even buy a thin coffin and still have some left over. You should thank Butcher Zhang!"

Others echoed her sentiments, with some even saying that Hua Luojia was unfilial, claiming that her mother had worried herself sick over her while she was alive, and that she still wanted to sleep on the street with her after her death.

What? Sleeping on the street with dead people?

Wen Luozhi rubbed her arms, never expecting that this seemingly charming girl could also be somewhat perverted.

However, she was more understanding; it was only because she didn't kill the person who pushed down her house that she was rational.

Hua Luojia knelt on the ground without saying a word. This was her last day. If she didn't meet a kind person by then, she would die with her mother.

It's just a pity that her mother had to be eaten by those wild dogs who had been starving all winter.

Why are her pupils that color? Is she really a witch? Was her mother cursed to death by her?

As she was thinking, tears started falling in a steady stream. Suddenly, a water bag and a handkerchief appeared in front of her.

"Take a sip of water and tidy up a bit. If you cry again, people will think you're even easier to bully."

"Thank you... thank you very much."

Hua Luojia thanked him blankly, then took the water, wiped away her tears, and looked up to drink.

Although my eyes were red, it was still much better than crying in public.

She drank half of the full bag of water, and felt embarrassed when she wanted to hand it back to Wen Luozhi.