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Human life is very short, and living to eighty is considered a long life. In these few decades, many things that you feel are your first encounter have actually happened many times in human history. It's just that you encountered them in your lifetime, feeling astonished or hard to accept.
You don't have to study from ancient times; just going back 500 years, many things can be found in history as precedents. If you have read 500 years of human history, you would know the outcomes of many things. There is not much new under the sun; much is just a repetition.
500 years ago, there was a man named Fang Ba in the capital city, who wasn't very bright and made a living by cleaning toilets.
One afternoon, after finishing his work, he noticed that the sun was about to set, so he went to the riverbank, planning to wash up before heading home.
At that moment, a young woman walked towards him. She kept staring at him, making Fang Ba feel uneasy.
"Sister, do you have something to say?"
Fang Ba stammered and asked.
"I'm on my way back to my mother's house, it's getting late, and I can't find a place to stay. Can I ask if I can stay at your place for one night?"
Fang Ba shook his head and said, "You should stay at a hotel; my home is not convenient."
The woman said with a troubled expression: "As a weak woman, it's even more inconvenient for me to stay at a hotel. The place is a mix of good and bad, and I dare not stay there!"
Fang Ba scratched his head and stammered, "My family is very poor, I only have an old mother and no extra rooms."
The woman quickly replied, "What's the big deal? I can just squeeze in with your mother for a night."
Fang Ba brought the woman back to his home. The woman took out some silver coins and asked Fang Ba to buy some rice and vegetables; she would cook.
After the three finished their meal, the woman asked Fang Ba's mother, "Fang Ba is not young anymore, why don't you find him a wife?"
The old man sighed and said, "Our family is so poor, who would be willing to marry in?"
The woman said lightly after hearing this: "My husband just passed away not long ago. I originally planned to return to my parents' home, but the journey is too far. Today I happened to meet Fang Ba, and seeing her honest and filial, if you don't mind, I am willing to marry her as my wife."
The old man reluctantly said: "Forget it, the money earned from Fang Ba is barely enough for the two of us to survive. If you marry over, the three of us will all starve."
The woman pointed to her bundle and said, "After my husband passed away, I still have quite a bit of silver left, and I also have some skills of my own, so I won't go hungry."
The old man, upon hearing this, no longer obstructed.
That night, the woman slept in the same place as Fang Ba.
A few days later, the woman took out some silver coins and said to Fang Ba, "You go get some cloth, I will make a new dress for my mother-in-law, it's also my filial piety."
The cloth was pulled back. Just when the mother and daughter were happy, the girl quietly cut off a piece of the cloth and hid it. Then she pretended to be serious and said to Fang Ba, "You have been deceived, this cloth is missing a foot."
Mr. Fang Ba took a piece of cloth to the fabric store. However, the store owner said that he was from a century-old store, always honest to both young and old, and would not give you one less foot of cloth.
Fang Ba was not very bright to begin with, and since the store was busy at that time, neither side was in a good mood, so they started arguing.
In the end, Fang Ba was carried back home with a face full of bruises.
The woman cried loudly and directly reported it to the county magistrate. The magistrate approved the report and sent someone to investigate the shop.
After the woman returned, Fang Ba also woke up and informed her of the progress of the matter. So she prepared some good wine and dishes to comfort Fang Ba.
Fang Ba has a low tolerance for alcohol; he gets drunk after just a few drinks. In his stupor, a woman tied Fang Ba's hands and feet with ropes and covered his mouth and nose with a cloth. In less than ten minutes, Fang Ba passed away.
The woman confirmed that Fang Ba was out of breath, then untied the rope, returned to her original state, and rushed into her mother-in-law's room, crying loudly that Fang Ba was dead.
After dawn, the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law went to the county magistrate again. A post-mortem examination was conducted and it was found that Fang Ba was covered with injuries and had died of suffocation after being beaten. The trial will be heard three days later.
At this moment, the shop owner panicked; for a few feet of cloth, they actually got involved in a lawsuit over a life.
After dark, the woman quietly approached the shopkeeper. She said that after Fang Ba died, it was just her and her mother-in-law relying on each other. Suing you wouldn't be of any use. You take out three hundred taels of silver, and we will withdraw the lawsuit.
The shopkeeper had no choice but to take out three hundred taels of silver to appease the woman.
Who would have thought that that night, taking advantage of the landlady's sleep, he ran away with three hundred taels of silver and was never seen again.
This story is not made up by me; it is from the book "Du Pian Xin Shu" written by Zhang Yingyu during the Wanli period of the Ming Dynasty.
The tragic song of 500 years sings from ancient times to the present, and the story from 500 years ago is still being performed.
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