After being scum, the little widow was reborn

Since Jiang Rong stabbed the old woman, no one came to pick up things from Jiang Rong for a long time.Also since that incident, Jiang Rong has become more reticent. He has a cold face all day long, and only when facing Dong Zhi does he have a little warmth.

If a person is weak, he will be bullied, Jiang Rong had no choice but to be ruthless.

After giving birth, it is reasonable to make up for it. Jiang Rong already knows that he is thin. After coming here, he has lost a lot of weight. Even the child is much smaller than other people's.He wanted to eat better for himself, and maybe have milk to feed the baby, but he really didn't have anything to eat.

When he first felt that his breasts were engorged, Jiang Rong didn't accept it in his heart. He was already extremely weird. Why did God make him even weirder? It's a joke that he can secrete milk even though he has a flat chest. But now he is thankful, thankful that he can support the child without having to ask the woman who gave birth in the ice and snow for help.

After several days of sore waist and abdomen, Jiang Rongqiang got up to wash the diapers and the child's clothes. There was not much firewood left, so he could only wash in cold water if there was no hot water. After washing the clothes, Jiang Rong dared not touch the child. So ice.

The fingers that used to be slender and soft are now red and swollen, the chilblains on the joints are oozing pus, and the fingers are stiff. Jiang Rong took a cup of hot water and drank it. The pain in his stomach was relieved and his fingers regained some feeling.

Xiao Dongzhi probably knew that he worked very hard, and he didn't make noise when he was full. His big black eyes followed Jiang Rong's movements, and sometimes he didn't know what was funny, so he giggled, which made him laugh. Jiang Rong put down what he was doing and went to kiss him.

"Is Daddy's little Dongzhi cold?" Jiang Rong rubbed his face against Dongzhi's and said softly.

"Yeah!"

"It's not cold." Jiang Rong picked him up and walked around the room.

Dongzhi stared out of the window intently, babbling, Jiang Rong also looked over, and saw heavy snowflakes floating in the sky, with wonderful beauty.

There was already a heavy snowfall three days ago, and another one would be a disaster. Jiang Rong was even more worried. Although his cabin had been reinforced, it was not very strong. What should he do if it was crushed by the heavy snow .

What he didn't expect was that his wooden house became the only house in the village that was not crushed.

It snowed heavily for a whole day and night. Many people's roofs suddenly collapsed at night, and the whole family was buried inside. When they were discovered the next day, they had already turned into a few cold corpses.

Not many villagers survived, most of them were vicious people, and they set their sights on Jiang Rong's fairly sturdy cabin.

After searching for the grain buried under the heavy snow, three men knocked on Jiang Rong's door with sacks on their backs.

Jiang Rong was most afraid of them, especially the burly and ugly man at the head. Jiang Rong vaguely remembered that his name was Black Panther, and he almost subconsciously wanted to close the door, "You guys...what's the matter?"

The man threw the grain on the ground, glanced at Jiang Rong, and noticed Jiang Rong's deflated stomach.

"Go and cook."

Several men gathered around the stove and started a fire, cursing and swearing in rough voices.

"Damn it, I'm going to die now. I don't think our brothers can live for a few days. It's really fucking freezing to death."

"Last year, there were mothers-in-law and children, but this year there are only a few brothers left."

Awakened by their voices, Dongzhi burst into tears. Jiang Rong was afraid of offending them, so he quickly picked up Dongzhi and went to the kitchen.

They brought a bag of rice, and Jiang Rong cooked white porridge for them to eat. They didn't know how long they hadn't eaten. The three of them drank a big pot of porridge. Jiang Rong stood aside cautiously, not knowing what they meant.

"Finally had a hot meal!"

"It's really impossible without a wife..." The noisy voice finally stopped abruptly.

The eldest of the three, Black Panther, was a man of few words. He didn't talk often, but his eyes were scary. With that face, Jiang Rong didn't dare to look at him at all.

"You wash up and let the brothers have a refreshment." The man's tone was calm, as if he was discussing today's weather, but Jiang Rong stepped back several steps in fright.

The other two men looked lewdly, and laughed a few times, "Let's also taste what Shuang'er is like."

"I, I..." Jiang Rong was so frightened that he could hardly speak. His heart was beating so fast that he could hardly hear the sound from the outside world. "I've only given birth for three days..."

"It's okay! Brothers don't mind!" For them, a twin who had just given birth might be more interesting to them than a virgin, especially Jiang Rong's fearful expression made them quite happy.

"I'm going to die if I do that kind of thing now..." Jiang Rong desperately thought about the reason for his life. When he saw the bowls and chopsticks on the table, he seemed to grasp the life-saving straw, and said eagerly, "I will cook for you every day. Do it for you..."

"Okay!" Hei Bao went straight to him, showing displeasure, "I won't kill you, hurry up and wash." He looked at Jiang Rong from top to bottom, as if thinking about tearing up Jiang Rong's clothes now He didn't know that Jiang Rong was different from other wives. Anyway, people here don't take baths very much in winter, and their bodies are smelly, and he feels that Jiang Rong is not like those wives.The white glow of the exposed face and neck seems to be fragrant.

The man hadn't vented his anger for many days, and thinking about it would make the fire even more intense, but he actually wanted to tear Jiang Rong's clothes with his hands.

Jiang Rong was so frightened that he cried, he couldn't cry, he just kept crying, his teary eyes saw the man's face approaching, he drew out the dagger and stabbed the man.

Unprepared, the man was stabbed in the chest by him, his eyes were wide open, his ugly facial features were distorted, and he fell slowly in front of Jiang Rong, who collapsed to the ground.

The other two men stood up suddenly, brought down the stool, exclaimed in their mouths, and went to check on the situation of the black panther.

After discovering that the black panther was dead, the man surrounded Jiang Rong in grief and anger, his eyes were shattered, and he shouted, "You bitch, how dare you kill our elder brother!"

As they said, the cold and hard fists of the two threw Jiang Rong's body. Jiang Rong curled up desperately to protect his head, and endured the punches and kicks on his body. Dongzhi's crying became louder and louder, and Jiang Rong felt very distressed. He hummed, "There's not enough food."

The angry two stopped their movements, and Jiang Rong took the opportunity to say: "The mountains are covered by heavy snow, and winter will take three months at the latest. There is not enough food for this."

The men looked at each other with a fierce look in their eyes, "Stop sowing discord, you bastard, we'll eat you if we don't have enough to eat!"

"I can have children, I can wash and cook, I can do anything a woman can do." He finally calmed down.

"We brothers can use you together."

"It's still the same sentence, the food you searched is only enough for one person." Jiang Rong still held the blood-stained dagger in his hand, and the blood on his forehead slid down his cheeks. He stood up staggeringly while leaning on the wall, Turn around and pick up the baby.

He was terrified now, terrified like never before, but miraculously calm.