Ten Years of Widowhood: Remarrying the Butcher and Being Spoiled to the Heavens

Xu Nan guarded a decade of widowhood, respectfully offered to her in-laws, and raised her husband’s younger brother. Unexpectedly, her husband returned home in glory, bringing back a younger city wife and a pair of twins. Her husband’s family changed their tune, wanting to kick her out and make her a nanny. Xu Nan didn’t cry or fuss; she turned around, bought those two acres of melon fields and the dilapidated house, and moved to the west end of the village. Living at the west end of the village was a God of Slaughter—the butcher Wei Lao San, Wei Ye. Wei Lao San had ripped muscles and slaughtered pigs without batting an eye. If any child cried, “Wei Lao San is coming,” they would immediately stop crying. Just as the entire village waited to see Xu Nan bullied, no one knew that every night, a knocking sound would come from that wall. The rough man who wielded a knife to slaughter pigs during the day would pass through the hole in the wall at night, offering hot meat buns, cold cream, and those hands that were scaldingly hot. “Sister Lan, he doesn’t want you, but I do. From now on, the meat is yours, the money is yours, and I am yours.” When the ex-husband who abandoned his wife and child regretted it and wanted to return, Wei Lao San nailed him to the doorframe with his butcher knife: “Scram! This is my wife!”