"Fine, I didn’t do anything anyway, I just passed the message." The jailer replied.
Then Ye Zi’an and Yang Chuxia followed the jailer into the cell. The cell in the county government office was not small, but very simple, dark and damp, with an oil lamp lit in front of each cell for lighting.
Men and women were not kept together, so the jailer first took them to the place where male prisoners were held.
It was a series of connected cells, and some people inside seemed to have been locked up for too long, or perhaps no one had ever visited them or anything.
When they saw visitors, especially a girl and a young man, many prisoners suddenly rushed to the door, shouting loudly, occasionally reaching their hands out.
The jailer turned a blind eye to this. Seeing this, Ye Zi’an pulled Yang Chuxia behind him and followed the jailer’s side, casting a cold glance at the others whenever a hand reached out.
Yang Chuxia looked at the tall, thin young man in front of her and chuckled.
The jailer stopped at the last cell. Yang Chuxia looked into the dark cell with the jailer’s movements, and there seemed to be several people locked up inside.
Then the jailer shouted, "Yang Xiao’an, Yang Qingwen, someone is here to see you!"
Upon hearing the sound, the people inside suddenly brightened their eyes and rushed to the door of the cell. But when they saw Yang Chuxia, they were greatly disappointed.
Yang Xiao’an, being older, could control his emotions better, but Yang Qingwen couldn’t. He stared at Yang Chuxia fiercely, as if being stared at by a poisonous snake.
Seeing this, Yang Chuxia frowned and thought to herself, this little bastard is probably just like his father.
"What are you here for?" Yang Xiao’an stared at Yang Chuxia with a gloomy face, his gaze slightly better than his son’s.
"To see you!" Yang Chuxia smiled and suddenly thought of the things that had happened at home, and continued, "Recently, many things have happened at home. I don’t know if my former second aunt has come to see you and told you about the things that happened at home?"
In fact, after Yang Xiao’an was locked up, Ms. Ye and Yang Lichun initially came to visit him frequently and brought some things for him and his grandson. However, after the incident with Old Lady Hua, Ms. Ye and her daughter left the Yang Family and never visited Yang Xiao’an again. Therefore, Yang Xiao’an knew nothing about the things outside.
Especially when he heard Yang Chuxia say "my former second aunt," he let his mind wander, "That stinking woman, I’m not dead yet, she dares to cuckold me?"
"Pfft..." Yang Chuxia laughed when she heard this, "Indeed, people with crooked thoughts think of others as crooked too."
"But looking at your appearance, you probably don’t know." Yang Chuxia shrugged and suddenly said, "Do you know that your mother is dead?"
Yang Xiaochuan was stunned as if struck by lightning! He was so shocked not because he was filial, but because he could not believe that his mother had died. What happened?
"You’re talking nonsense, it’s impossible!" Yang Xiaochuan obviously did not believe it.
"Why would I talk nonsense?" Yang Chuxia said indifferently, "Looking at you, I guess no one has come to tell you these things, so I kindly tell you. Your mother was caught stealing men in the village by your aunt, and the whole village got to know about it. You know that in our village, there are two things that are intolerable: stealing husbands and stealing property. Besides, your mother didn’t steal just once. So, your mother was drowned in the pond. I saw it with my own eyes when she was swallowed up by the river and swept out to sea without even struggling."