The Herbal Scents of Farm Life
Chapter 1938: Just Don’t Let You Die!

Chapter 1938: Chapter 1938: Just Don’t Let You Die!

"Lin Caisang, you bitch, dare to not save me, you will not die a good death, I curse you to never bear a son in this lifetime, and to ultimately be abandoned by Ya Molian, Lin Caisang..."

Seeing that no one was willing to save her, Lin Caihe resigned to her fate and finally cursed Lin Caisang vehemently.

"Let’s go, go back to rest."

Only after a good while, when he saw the distant courtyard gate being forcibly shut, did Sui Zimo speak up, drawing his wife’s attention back to him.

"Mhm."

Lin Caisang lifted her gaze, glanced at him, and gently nodded her head.

She had truly not expected to encounter Lin Caihe here, and moreover, Lin Caihe, who had already fallen to such straits, was still so incorrigible!

"I am really tired."

"Let’s go."

Sui Zimo raised his hand, gently stroked her cheek, and then scooped her up into his arms and carried her into the courtyard.

...

At Shazhui’s home.

Lin Caihe, whose cursing had not yet ceased, was flung by Shazhui directly onto the bed, where she was tossed and turned in a mess.

’Smack!’

Before she could come to her senses, she received a slap in the face.

"You..."

Only then did Lin Caihe wake up, covering her face and looking fearfully at the man before her.

In the pitch-black night, the man’s silhouette was the only thing visible, appearing particularly terrifying, and she had already developed a psychological shadow from being beaten and scolded every other day. Seeing this man made her feel terrified.

"You, you can’t hit me, my cousin said you can’t..."

"They only said that as long as you don’t die, it’s fine!"

Shazhui cut off Lin Caihe’s words, turned around, and started searching for something in a corner.

However, seeing Shazhui’s actions, Lin Caihe was so frightened that her whole body trembled, and she desperately shrank further into the bed.

Soon, she heard the sound of metal clashing together and watched, eyes wide, as Shazhui took out a set of shackles from there.

"No, please no."

She shook her head, murmuring as she shrunk further inside.

But how could a woman, especially one who was often beaten, be a match for a strong man?

Shazhui simply bent down, reached out to grab her, and pulled the woman over. Then, in the midst of her constant struggle, he directly put the shackles on her wrists and ankles.

This set of shackles was something every man in their village who had bought a wife would have made, the purpose being to prevent the women of the household from running away. The chains on the ankles were short, allowing only steps of about fifteen centimeters in length.

Walking might be slightly inconvenient with them, but at least it was possible; however, running away was out of the question. With these iron chains, even the most capable person couldn’t escape in a day and a night.

And in a day and a night, how could the family not notice someone had run away?

"’Don’t want’ my ass, you whore!"

Shazhui, infuriated by her murmuring, slapped her once again.

"You just wait for me; once the villagers leave, I’ll settle the score with you!"

Don’t think this incident of her trying to run away would just be glossed over. Although, for the sake of the silver, he could not kill this wretched woman, he definitely could not let it go so easily either.

He would surely have to deal with this woman thoroughly.

However, even if he intended to do so thoroughly, he would have to wait until those people had left. Yet, as a husband, hearing his own daughter speak of liking another man right in front of him truly hurt his pride.

He thought about it and decided he couldn’t let it go just like that.