Su Yuanyuan returned home, put the three ducks into the chicken coop, and then fed the pigs and sheep.
This was exactly the result she wanted; she just wanted everyone to avoid her.
She never thought of gaining everyone's approval. After all, she had no capability to enlighten ignorant, uneducated people.
This way, her own days would be much easier.
She knew that the rectification of feudal superstitions would follow. But they wouldn't have any evidence to trouble her.
Now she was living comfortably. If she happened to meet someone on the road, she would see them avoiding her from afar.
In August, the weather was stuffy and hot. The earthen house was low, but luckily it was at the foot of the mountain, so the mountain breeze made it a little cooler.
Hu Chunhua's house was already built. She borrowed three hundred yuan from her parents, combined with two hundred at home. So the couple summoned their courage and built a brick house, a large one with six rooms.
