Other passengers occupied the mule cart on the way home.
Shen Yun had no choice but to endure, and had been enduring until now.
"What did you see?" Su Xiaoqi blinked, not intending to cooperate with him.
"Miss Su." Shen Yun saw her feigning ignorance and lost his desire to probe.
He directly grabbed her wrist, trying to hear her inner thoughts.
"You dead Shen Yun, stinky Shen Yun, you bastard Shen Yun, you fickle radish..."
That's right, Su Xiaoqi outwardly remained silent but inwardly cursed him to vent her anger.
Shen Yun's handsome brows furrowed tightly.
Why did this girl always love to curse people?
He decided to address the problem that had been troubling him:
"By your ages, she should be your sister, but your relationship doesn't seem to be very good."
They had met twice, and there was no sisterly affection, not even a greeting.
Su Xiaoqi's heart trembled.
Alas, she almost forgot, she was a body double.
She was so preoccupied with her anger that she lost sight of her role as a substitute.
She hesitated, trying to regain her composure, and in a flash, she said:
"I am of concubine birth, and she is of legitimate birth. Their mother and daughter have bullied me since childhood, so why should I have a good relationship with her."
Shen Yun rubbed his forehead at this explanation.
Would it kill her to tell the truth?
Su Xiaoqi paid no mind to his thoughts and pushed past Shen Yun into the courtyard.
She had heard crying sounds from outside.
She walked directly towards Madam Zhao's room, the voice emanating from within.
Pushing open the door, in the dim light, a woman sobbed uncontrollably into Madam Zhao's arms.
"Be good, Xiao Mei, stop crying, stop crying."
"Third Aunt, I don't want to cry, but I'm in so much pain, I can't bear it," the woman whimpered, her words muffled.
Su Xiaoqi walked in curiously. The people inside also saw her.
Madam Zhao quickly introduced her as Zhao Xiaomei, the eldest daughter of the first branch of the family.
She had raised her herself, and today she had returned to her maiden home to visit her.
Su Xiaoqi nodded.
Zhao Xiaomei, she had information in her mind.
She was 24 years old this year and had married Yu Jiansheng from the neighboring Yu Family Village before she was 16.
She had been married into the Yu family for eight years but had not had a single child.
Because of this, she was beaten and scolded by her in-laws every day.
She always returned with injuries on her face.
This time was no exception.
There were bruises around her eyes and on her cheeks, a mixture of green and purple, indicating she was in unbearable pain.
That was why she was crying in the arms of Madam Zhao, the only one who had truly loved her since childhood.
Unfortunately, her beautiful youth was about to come to an abrupt end.
For in late spring, she was forced to jump into the Yuanbao River.
Thinking of her tragic fate, Su Xiaoqi felt a pang of compassion.
Taking the opportunity to step forward and pull her, she secretly felt her pulse.
Upon feeling it, she frowned.
Zhao Xiaomei did not understand, but Madam Zhao saw the meaning.
Knowing that Su Xiaoqi was helping her, she said repeatedly, "Xiaoqi, how is it? Is Xiao Mei not feeling well?"
Su Xiaoqi shook her head, her expression very strange.
Judging by her pulse, Zhao Xiaomei's health was normal, and there were no ailments preventing her from conceiving.
Therefore, she thought of another possibility.
After all, having children was not something a woman could do alone.
No matter how good the field, if the seeds were bad, no fruit could be harvested.
She asked Zhao Xiaomei indirectly if her husband, Yu Jiansheng, had seen a doctor in all these years without a child.
Zhao Xiaomei shook her head.
Subconsciously, she had long been brainwashed by the Yu family elders into believing the problem was hers.
Who would think of the man? That would be heretical.
"Perhaps we can find a way to get him to see a doctor," Su Xiaoqi suggested.
Zhao Xiaomei shook her head frantically, saying it was impossible.
Not only would her husband not agree, but her in-laws would also not permit it.
Su Xiaoqi sighed and said no more.
Madam Zhao then brought up the matter of the seeds.
It turned out that Zhao Xiaomei's crying was merely incidental.
She had actually been sent by her in-laws to her maiden home to ask for seeds.
Yes, they simply wanted them, not to borrow or buy them.
Seeing Zhao Xiaomei's pitiable state, Su Xiaoqi thought it was not unreasonable to give her some.
But they were too despicable.
She did not want to indulge their habit.
She rolled her eyes and a plan formed in her mind.
"I bought too much last time, and there are some left in the field. We are all relatives, so it's no trouble to give some to you.
However, cousin, you probably can't carry them."
Hearing that Su Xiaoqi was so accommodating, Zhao Xiaomei immediately said she could bring her husband.
This was exactly what Su Xiaoqi wanted, so she agreed, saying it was too late today and they should wait for her at home tomorrow.
Zhao Xiaomei left, crying and laughing.
She had heard from the villagers that seeds were very expensive now, and she was afraid she wouldn't be able to get them and would be beaten again when she went home.
She never expected her cousin's wife to be so easy to talk to.
Her heart immediately warmed to this cousin-in-law who spoke decisively and acted efficiently.
As soon as the person left, Madam Zhao thanked Su Xiaoqi with a grateful expression.
Su Xiaoqi comforted her, "We are all family, and we must help where we can."
Madam Zhao looked at Su Xiaoqi with even more joy.
Ever since her daughter-in-law had been subjected to the pig cage ordeal,
She had returned like a completely changed person, and was exceptionally good.
Shen Yun, however, spoke coolly from the side, "What are you planning by insisting on bringing big brother-in-law over?"
Su Xiaoqi did not hide it from him, "Sister Mei's body is perfectly fine.
If they can't have children, isn't it possible that it's your big brother-in-law's fault?"
Her words were blunt.
As a man himself, Shen Yun felt offended.
But since he had brought it up, he had no grounds to argue.
Madam Zhao took it to heart and said with a worried sigh:
"Alas, Xiao Mei is fated to suffer, and the matter of having children is distressing."
Although Zhao Xiaomei was her niece, Madam Qian had not managed her much since she gave birth to her.
She had left her to Old Madam Yu to look after.
But Old Madam Yu could not cherish a granddaughter either, and Madam Zhao, not having given birth to Shen Yun yet, had always looked after and protected her.
She was almost like her own daughter.
It was just a pity that she had married into such a family.
She always