My Stepbrother Is a Little Pitiful (ChatGPT Translated)

☆ 107. Chapter 106. Milk Dumplings Milk Dumplings

Chapter 106. Milk Dumplings Milk Dumplings

At this time, the sky was dimly bright, and the air was damp and cold. Cheng Songer finally arrived at Chengyang County, holding her arm.

She was wearing clothes that didn't match the surroundings, so she went directly to the pawnshop to sell her clothes.

"Oh, Western silk?" The shopkeeper was knowledgeable and noticed that the clothes seemed to have been worn only once or twice, making them almost new. If sold, they should fetch a good price.

"You. . ." The shopkeeper clearly lost focus upon seeing Cheng Songer. She coughed awkwardly and said, "Let's settle for three hundred wen."

Cheng Songer thought to herself that pawnshops usually don't negotiate prices, but since she had reached the point of selling things for money, she had no bargaining power.

Cheng Songer nodded and took the two hundred wen.

"Hey, what's that thing on your wrist?" The pawnshop owner curiously asked.

Cheng Songer covered her watch with her sleeve. She had no intention of selling it.

After receiving the money, Cheng Songer went to a clothing store and bought a random piece of clothing. While she was changing clothes, she overheard the store owner and the assistant chatting.

"You help me watch the store at noon. I have to go out for a social engagement."

"You can rest assured. Are you going to a hot pot restaurant?"

"Of course, hot pot restaurants are enjoyable, the service is good, and they have a nationwide reputation. There are four of them in our city alone."

"That's true. I never expected that after Cheng Songer's death, her husband could turn the tide. It's only been five years, and the hot pot restaurant not only didn't decline but also thrived. It even ruined Xing's business, forcing him to sell her land to repay his debts. In the end, her family was destroyed. This man is really ruthless."

Cheng Songer's hand, which was tying her belt, paused. The original owner had died? Five years had already passed?

She felt a bit dazed as she looked at her own hands. Perhaps this was the reason for her current attire.

"As the saying goes, a man who isn't ruthless won't have a stable position. Look at the grand mansion of the Cheng family now, it's so magnificent. They have hundreds of acres of fertile land outside the city. They won't have to worry about food and drink for the rest of their lives. But I wouldn't dare to marry such a ruthless man," the pawnshop owner said with a slightly lewd smile.

"Of course, even if he were given to me for free, I wouldn't want such a man," the assistant said disdainfully. "I heard that Cheng Qingzhi's cunning father ran away with his mistress after donating money. Later, when he found out that Cheng Qingzhi had become rich, he came back wanting Cheng Qingzhi to support him. But without saying a word, Cheng Qingzhi directly sent him to the government to be punished. It scared his father so much that he ran away and never came back."

"Oh, men, it's better to be gentle and virtuous. Men like this deserve to be widowed for life. I suspect Cheng Songer was killed by this brutal husband."

Cheng Songer rushed to the mansion she had bought before. They hadn't had a chance to move in yet, so there were no major renovations.

But now, a Cheng family plaque hangs high in front of the mansion, with strong and elegant characters that clearly come from a famous calligrapher. Two imposing stone lions stand at the entrance. Just standing in front of the mansion, one can feel the overwhelming pressure of feudal hierarchy.