473 Madam Zhao Recovers Her Memory 5

There were more people waiting to be sold.

They were all unconscious. Even if they were pulled away, no one would say a word.

They only had one steamed bun a day to survive.

Some people were rotten to death.

Some people were beaten to death.

Because they couldn’t be sold and had to waste a steamed bun, when they couldn’t be sold along the way, they would be beaten up. The leader of the human traffickers couldn’t bear to beat up those who were in good health, so he used those whose bodies were already rotten to vent his anger.

In any case, they didn’t cost much. If he killed them, so be it.

She had also been beaten many, many times.

Apart from the rotten abscesses on her body, there were also scars from the whip. The leader of the human traffickers despised the abscesses on her body and instructed others to grab her hair and hit her hard or kick her.

The leader of the human traffickers wouldn’t touch her rotten and smelly body.

Her throat was swollen and painful. She could not even beg for mercy.

Actually, it wasn’t just her. People like her would also be beaten up.

Every time they went on the road, the human traffickers would cover the cage with a black cloth. This way, they would not know what road they had taken or how much they had walked. They would never be able to return home.

When she was in pain, even the memories of her family began to blur.

Sometimes, when they stopped, the human trafficker would ask, “Where are you from?”

As long as they remembered, they would be beaten up. Those who did not speak would also be beaten up. Gradually, when they mentioned their families, they were slow and terrified.

She was no exception.

The human trafficker said, “You are pigs and dogs. You are the most inferior-class servants. When you reach the main family, what you have to do is to give birth to children for the main family. Give birth to many sons and work hard for the main family to repay them. You have to remember that your surname is Zhao. Do you understand?”

Those who were healthy and normal could not escape this outcome, let alone those who had abscesses.

She felt that she was slowly forgetting the past. Her head hurt whenever she thought of the past.

She didn’t dare remember. Slowly, she forgot.

She forgot that she was once called Yan Mian.

The abscesses on her face began to heal.

The abscesses on her body had also scabbed over, but she still looked very terrifying.

The human trafficker led her to a woman and pinched her chin like he was displaying livestock for the woman to see. The woman asked bluntly, “Is it clean?”

Of course, the human trafficker replied with a smile, “It’s clean. There are dry sores on her body. No one touched her. However, she’s about to recover. If you pay one tael of silver now, you can take her away. When the abscesses on her body recover, it won’t be this amount.”

The woman was willing to give her a tael of silver, so she brought her home.

She only knew that she was Madam Zhao and knew nothing else.

The woman brought her home and said to her, “In the future, you’ll be my third son’s wife. As long as you give birth to my third son’s children, my family won’t treat you badly.” The woman made her his third daughter-in-law.

She and Su Sanlang became husband and wife.

She had also ended the days when she was still on tenterhooks from the human trafficker’s proficiency. She was filled with gratitude for being able to eat, not be beaten, and sleep on a warm and stable bed.

She did a lot of work every day without complaint.

However, later on, when her son was thrown and became a fool, she began to suppress her hatred.

However, this hatred eventually turned into helplessness. She was just a weak and useless woman. Her husband was too filial to her parents. He was so filial, so she endured it day after day, year after year.

She was like a tenacious weed, tenaciously surviving in this world.

Like all women in the world, she hoped that she could have a healthy son to take care of her in her old age.

She also treated her husband as the heavens and relied on him.

…

Madam Zhao’s face was covered in tears. Her eyelids trembled for a few seconds before she slowly opened her eyes.

She saw a tired and worried face sitting by the bed. Their eyes met and Madam Zhao smiled with difficulty. She said in a hoarse voice, “Sanlang.”

Su Sanlang nodded. “I’m glad you’re okay.”

When Madam Zhao woke up, she still remembered him.

Su Sanlang was relieved. Madam Zhao had survived this painful night.

Madam Zhao looked at the children around the bed. Her heart was filled with peace and stability.

Su Xiaolu smiled and personally took out the needles for Madam Zhao.

The process was dangerous, but she still managed to survive.

No one asked about those memories.

After taking the needle, Su Xiaolu fed Madam Zhao a pill. Then, Su Chong, Su Hua, and Su Xiaoling went out together.

Su Sanlang stayed behind to accompany Madam Zhao.

After the children left, Su Sanlang also went to bed and slept in his clothes. He put his arm around Madam Zhao’s shoulder and asked her to be closer to him.

Madam Zhao also recovered a lot of energy. She said softly, “I remember everything.”

Su Sanlang was stunned for a moment, then said softly, “Darling, it’s all in the past. It’s good that you’re fine.”

Last night, Madam Zhao’s sudden vomiting frightened him. She vomited and twitched. Her face was pale, and her expression was ferocious as if she was enduring something painful. At that moment, he actually regretted it, but it was already too late.

If they took out the needles, Madam Zhao would become a fool.

Su Xiaolu said that Madam Zhao might have been in the midst of remembering the pain at that time. She would be fine after enduring it.

Su Xiaolu took something and kept giving it to Madam Zhao.

After inserting many more needles into her body, Madam Zhao slowly stopped twitching.

She had regained this memory. She had experienced unknown pain. They had also been frightened when they had guarded her.

Su Sanlang put his arm around Madam Zhao’s shoulder and could not help but hug her tighter. He hugged Madam Zhao and said, “It’s good that you’re fine.”

Madam Zhao’s eyes heated up and tears flowed out. She leaned against Su Sanlang’s chest.

“I remember everything… The reason why I was able to stay safe from those bandits was that I suddenly had many abscesses on my body. My entire body was rotting. There were many times when I was about to die, but I endured it forcefully.”

Madam Zhao felt relieved. She had not been violated.

Su Sanlang choked and asked, “Darling, what kind of person is that Young Master Sun?”

The two of them did not care about the same thing, but they each had their own worries.

At the mention of Sun Yangxin, Madam Zhao was adrift for a moment before saying, “Sanlang, he’s a very good person. In the end, we’re not fated. I should thank him, but that’s all.”

Madam Zhao did not have any thoughts about Sun Yangxin. Back then, Yan Mian looked forward to it and was very happy. However, they were not fated. If they missed each other, they missed each other. However, Sun Yangxin had been looking for her. If she had the chance to see him again, she should thank him. She should thank him for liking her and for waiting for so many years.

But the Sun family had hurt her daughter, so she wouldn’t ignore this.

“I won’t care, nor will I plead for mercy for the Sun family. But when the results are out, I want to see him and give him closure for the past.” Madam Zhao said what was on her mind.

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