After being exiled, she married a rough man, and the sickly beauty was spoiled

Yang's look was filled with fear. After a while, her eyes rolled around and she pulled the boy into the woodshed. After closing the door, she quickly walked towards the courtyard gate.

After Yang came over, Song Huiling reopened the gate.

At this moment, Granny Wu's expression became extremely ferocious. She glared, put her hands on her hips, raised her finger and pointed at Song Huiling and started to curse: "What do you mean? Are you blind? You saw me outside and deliberately closed the door? You are such an evil daughter-in-law. It's a good thing you didn't meet me, otherwise I would break your legs!"

She spoke excitedly, spitting out saliva from her mouth, and Song Huiling dodged sideways repeatedly.

Yang quickly stepped forward to pull Grandma Wu away, and said with an apologetic smile: "Grandma, please forgive me. Huiling has just arrived in Qianzhong not long ago and is not used to it yet. He doesn't hang out with the neighbors much. I'm afraid he's a little bit pregnant. Please don't be angry with the child."

"She is just a poor official lady, and only you are treated as a treasure." Granny Wu rolled her eyes, then slowly turned her gaze to the cart parked in the alley. She approached Yang intimately, raised her arm and gently nudged her, raised her eyebrows, and said, "Yunniang, it must cost a lot of money to buy such a cart of things. How come you got rich recently? Of course, you are so tight-lipped that you didn't even say a word to me."

"It's not about getting rich, it's just..." Yang spoke without restraint and had to answer whatever Granny Wu asked her.

Song Huiling quickly interrupted: "Mom, stop standing there and move the things in quickly. I'm almost starving to death!"

Song Huiling felt that Grandma Wu was not the kind of person with whom she could confide. The Tangba business had just started, and it was still unknown whether it could last long. At least she couldn't tell anyone about it for now.

"Yes, right away!" Yang responded and hurried to push the cart.

Grandma Wu was dissatisfied and pushed Song Huiling forward: "You silly girl, why are you butting in when the adults are talking?"

She didn't use much strength, but Song Huiling fell to the ground with a cry.

"Mom, I, I'm almost dying, save, save me!" Song Huiling covered her chest, her weak voice intermittent.

Granny Wu turned pale and waved her hands repeatedly: "It's none of my fault. I didn't use any strength. The damn girl fell down by herself!"

At the moment when Yang was worried and screaming as she stepped forward to help Song Huiling, Granny Wu slipped away.

"Hui Ling, what's wrong with you?" Yang was so scared that her face turned pale.

My daughter-in-law has not been in good health to begin with, and she has been getting up early and working late these days to set up the stall. Could it be that she has exhausted herself?

Seeing that Granny Wu had left, Song Huiling pushed away Yang's hand. Her expression returned to normal. She blinked at Yang and smiled, "Mom, I'm fine. I lied to that old hag."

"You..." Yang didn't know what to say. She helped Song Huiling up, moved the cart into the yard and closed the gate.

When the door closed, Grandma Wu, who had already slipped away, paused and walked back. When she saw that the cart in the alley was gone, she gritted her teeth and stamped her feet in anger.

Damn it! I was tricked by that damn girl!

After closing the courtyard gate, Song Huiling went straight to the woodshed, and Yang followed him.

Pushing open the door of the woodshed, Song Huiling's face fell, and he said in a bad tone: "My dear, didn't you agree not to follow me after receiving the money? What are you doing? I am very grateful that you saved me, and I have thanked you for what you should have. Please have mercy on me and go back to where you came from!"

"Child, this is not your home. Please don't cause us any trouble, okay?" Yang also clasped her hands together and prayed. She went to the county town to buy things yesterday, and only then did she know that He Zhan was out on military duty again. There was no man to take care of the family, only her and her daughter-in-law. She hoped nothing would happen to them.

The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law begged in a gentle voice, but the young man knelt down with a plop, and stretched out his arms high, palms facing up, holding a small cloth bag.

Song Huiling recognized at a glance that it was the purse that he had given to the young man on the road just now.

The young man didn't say anything, and she couldn't figure out what he was thinking, so she simply took the purse from his palm and asked, "You don't want the silver anymore, so you came here to return it?"

The young man withdrew his arms and let them hang down, straightened his body, lowered his head and said nothing.

Song Huiling's eyebrows throbbed, and after taking a deep breath, he said, "Okay, I've received the money, can you leave now?"

The young man suddenly supported himself on the ground with his hands, knocked his head forward hard, and saluted her deeply.

Yang hurried forward to pull the man, but the boy seemed to be nailed to the ground and could not be moved at all.

Song Huiling frowned, hesitating to speak. After struggling for a while, he tentatively asked, "You don't want to stay, do you?"

The young man said nothing, but raised his upper body and bowed deeply again.

"I really want to kneel down to you!" Song Huiling knelt down and kowtowed to the boy. "Young Master, you saved me before, but I didn't kowtow to you right away. I was wrong. I will kowtow to you now. Can you please leave?"

Seeing this, Yang also knelt down next to Song Huiling, kowtowed to the young man, and said, "My dear young warrior, you saved my daughter-in-law. I didn't kowtow to you, which was also my fault. I will kowtow to you as well. Please let us go!"

Song Huiling and Yang kowtowed helplessly, their movements were just a little big, and their foreheads didn't touch the ground at all. But the young man kowtowed loudly, and Song Huiling and Yang became more and more frightened after hearing it.

Finally, Song Huiling knelt on the ground, lowered his shoulders as if he had lost his temper, and said resignedly, "Alright, stop knocking. If you want to stay, then stay."

The moment the young man looked up and met Song Huiling's gaze, his eyes instantly filled with tears.

Seeing the boy's forehead that was so swollen that it was unbearable to look at, Song Huiling felt a little bit sorry for him and turned his head away.

Yang pulled Song Huiling's hand and said, "Huiling, is this okay?"

"Let's do this for now." Song Huiling shrugged helplessly. This young man clearly wanted to stay in the He family, so he had to do it no matter what.

Now that He Zhan is not here, the young man is quite ferocious. Even if she and Yang work together, they cannot force him out of the house.

Let's hide him for a while and make plans after He Zhan comes back.

Song Huiling slowly turned his gaze back to the young man and asked, "Since you want to stay, you can at least tell us your name, right?"

The young man glanced at Song Huiling, his eyes drooped, and he lowered his head in frustration.

Song Huiling sighed again and was about to ask, "Are you dumb?" But then he changed his mind and swallowed his words back, saying something more euphemistically, "Are you unable to speak?"

Although the boy buried his head, he nodded his chin slightly.

Song Huiling asked again: "Then can you write?"

This time the boy shook his head.

Song Huiling closed his eyes, tightened the corners of his lips, and scratched his head with a headache.

Knowing that the boy was mute, Yang felt sorry for him for no reason. She quickly helped him up from the ground and sighed softly, "He is such a pitiful child."

Song Huiling stared at the young man thoughtfully, and after a while he spoke: "Then I will give you a name. From now on, I will call you Ah Mo, okay?"

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PS: There is no emotional connection between the heroine and A'mo.