Reborn with a Space: Building a Fortune Amidst Famine

Chapter 1591: Thoughts on 1591

Liu Changlin felt extremely uncomfortable being stared at. "Madam, what’s wrong with you?"

"You don’t even make a convincing imitation of my husband."

That really scared the man.

"You don’t have to be afraid. Since you want to be my husband, I’ll grant your wish, and I won’t expose this matter.

But I have conditions."

"Madam, please say it." It was better to know; this would save him trouble—keeping up the act was pretty tiring.

"You can be Scholar Liu, I can even have my family get you a post as an official. But that woman must die, and it has to be tonight."

"You?"

"You probably don’t know, do you? My father is a scholar, and he currently serves as Assistant Magistrate.

I can tolerate you having another woman, but the one who seduced my husband and killed him cannot be allowed to live.

I can easily have you all arrested, and what your final outcome will be depends on your own decision."

Liu Changlin froze. Did he really have to kill Xiao Liang? Looking at the woman opposite him—she really was prettier and more dignified than Xiao Liang.

"All right." For the sake of his future—women are never in short supply.

"Don’t even think about fobbing me off. Tomorrow I expect to see a corpse. I’ve seen that woman too. Substituting someone else won’t fool me."

"All right." Liu Changlin had already stood up and gone out.

Scholar Liu’s wife watched the man’s departing back, her face full of a mocking smile.

Before, when her own man was fooling around with that woman outside, she had asked him about it. But it was his choice. Now look, he’d lost his life. Still, she would avenge him.

"Master, that woman is quite something. Let’s follow that man and see how he kills that woman."

Qi Wen followed Liu Changlin back again; this time he brought a lot of pastries.

They had just learned that he’d put poison in the pastries. He really was ruthless. For their own interests, men can be completely devoid of feeling.

"Xiao Liang, I came back to see you. Don’t be afraid."

"You still remember to come back?"

"You’re my wife, of course I had to find a way to come back and be with you.

These are the pastries they made tonight. Didn’t Scholar Liu always bring you some before? Try them—I think they’re quite tasty." Liu Changlin finished speaking and took a piece himself, putting it in his mouth.

The woman also picked one up with a smiling face and began eating.

"Master, this man is actually pretty smart, isn’t he? Otherwise he wouldn’t eat it himself."

"Mm, anyone who harms others always keeps their guard up."

The woman only dared eat after seeing the man eat.

"Xiao Liang, how does it taste? Try the others, that maid really has a knack for making pastries."

"Heh, don’t tell me you’ve taken a fancy to some maid?"

"How’s that possible? Don’t you know me?"

After eating three pieces, the woman suddenly clutched her stomach, blood also spilling from the corner of her mouth.

"Liu Changlin, you—" Before she could finish, she collapsed.

"Xiao Liang, I’m sorry, I really had no choice. That woman is too formidable, she saw through me.

This was the only thing I could do. Xiao Liang, lie here, I’ll make sure you get a grand burial."

He finished speaking and tried to pick the woman up from the ground.

Who would have thought she would stab Liu Changlin with a pair of scissors.

Just at that moment, that woman came in with government officers.

The woman on the ground kept vomiting blood, but still managed, in broken phrases, to say that this man was Liu Chenglin, not Scholar Liu, and that it was the two of them as husband and wife who had killed Scholar Liu.

Now the truth was completely out. Liu Changlin was only wounded. His wife Xiao Liang, because she had taken too much poison, breathed her last after speaking.

Liu Changlin looked at the woman standing off to the side. "You set me up?"

"If you hadn’t killed my husband first, how would things have come to this?"

At daybreak, the truth was fully revealed. The whole county was now talking about this matter.

Scholar Liu’s wife quietly sold off all her property and left with a little maid.

"Master, what do you think that woman will do in the future?"

"Live her own life. Isn’t that even more relaxed?"

Gu Ersheng had been listening from the side. Her parents were so loving—so why did this girl feel no longing for that? "Qi Wen, you don’t want to find another half?"

"Another half—what’s the point? Living on my own is so much freer."

"Your parents are so loving."

"In this world, they’re the only pair like that."

"How do you know you won’t meet someone like that?"

"Me? I’ve never thought about it. Even if I did meet someone, I’d probably despise him. As long as I have my family, that’s enough."

"You don’t want to have a child of your own, and spoil her the way your parents spoil you?"

"I’ve already made my parents worry enough, I’m not going to create trouble for myself."

"Master, actually having a little master would be nice. I could help take care of her."

"And if in the future she turns out as stupid as you?"

"Master, you’re looking down on me."

"See? I can’t even tell the plain truth."

Now Bao Bao went off by herself to be sad; in her master’s eyes she was just a fool.

Gu Ersheng was also left speechless by Qi Wen’s words.

Leaving that place, Qi Wen strolled around leisurely, watching the old farmers working in the fields in the countryside, and remembered how she and her two older brothers had once worked on a farm.

It wasn’t until nightfall that they reached a small village.

She still had to find someone to put her up for the night. Because she was a middle-aged woman, there were many inconveniences, but in the end an elderly couple took her in.

"Uncle, Auntie, sorry to trouble you."

"It’s fine. When you run into difficulties outside, of course you hope someone will lend a hand. How come you’re traveling alone? Where are you headed?"

"Auntie, I don’t really have a destination. It’s just me, I thought I’d wander around and take a look."

"What’s there to see out there? You’d better hurry back home. Life’s been hard on you—didn’t you even keep a child?"

"Auntie, I didn’t have any children."

That made the old couple feel even more sorry for her. That night she ate porridge with them. Qi Wen really found it hard to swallow—she set aside the part that looked dubious, and there were even bits of corn husk in the porridge.

She really couldn’t get it down, but it didn’t seem right to leave it. And she couldn’t waste it—country folks are particularly offended by wasting grain.

"Auntie, I don’t have much appetite. I’ve really wasted your kindness."

"It’s fine, it’s fine. Looks like you’re not used to this food. There are sweet potatoes in the stove."

Qi Wen had already smelled the sweet fragrance of the sweet potatoes—apparently sweet potatoes are the same all over the world.

"Auntie, I really don’t have any appetite." She felt embarrassed—better not eat.

Since she refused, the elderly couple didn’t press her.

That night she was settled into the next room. She sat in meditation; she really didn’t want to lie down.

"Could it be that my mother wanted me to experience this kind of life? I can’t get used to it."

"Just think of yourself as someone from here, wouldn’t that solve it?"

"No, why should I wrong myself?"

"Aren’t you here to experience the mortal world?"

"I am, but I don’t want to experience this kind of life."

Gu Ersheng could do nothing about it. She herself was still in a mortal body right now, and even she had plenty of issues. If Qi Wen wasn’t willing, then she just wasn’t willing.