"Ah, I'll go right away," replied the third son of the Gu family energetically.
The rain didn't let up until noon, when Wang Shun put on a straw raincoat and bamboo hat to run errands for his father-in-law's house.
The actions of the Gu family's second uncle and his wife angered the entire village, daring to sell a married niece, especially at a time when she was helping her father seek medical treatment. It was utterly inhumane.
If they dared to sell one girl, they'd dare to sell a second, and Erya, Wang Shun's fiancée, was also their niece. He had to hurry, to ensure that the heartless aunt and uncle received their retribution soon, to prevent his own future wife from being sold one day.
Yesterday, Xiaoqing cried for a long time when she told him about it.
"Shunzi, be careful and go slower," Wang Shun's aunt, his mother, shouted from behind.
"Ah, I know, Mom." Although he said this, Shunzi's feet didn't slow down; he ran quickly through the muddy road.
