Farm Tough Girl
Chapter 27 - 0 Are you thinking of eating me_1
Chapter 27: Chapter 027 Are you thinking of eating me?_1
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Chapter 27 -027 Are you thinking of eating me?_1
âThird Aunt, please have a seat,â Muniang invited her into the house.
Madam Liu glanced at their dilapidated dwelling and couldnât help but frown. It was indeed pitiful that the mother and daughter had to live in such a place, but she was by no means a person of overflowing kindness. With not enough surplus grain of her own, she naturally wouldnât think of supporting others, especially since she didnât get along with Mrs. Lin.
âWife, mom wants to know who is here?â
âJust say itâs Mrs. Du stopping by for a chat,â Muniang said without blushing or skipping a beat.
âAlright.â
Watching Erliang leave, Muniang then turned her gaze back to Madam Liu, only to notice a skeptical look in her eyes.
Muniang chuckled, âMy mother always overthinks things. If she knew someone from the Qiao family had come, she probably wouldnât sleep well for days.â
Madam Liu understood. So this girl had been shouldering all the affairs of the household by herself. A sense of respect for the girl sprouted in her heart. Madam Liu had always been shrewd and capable, doing things no worse than any man. She had little patience for weak and incompetent women, which was one of the reasons she had never had any affection for Mrs. Lin, who had silently endured the Qiao familyâs bullying over the years.
âLetâs speak plainly, your grandfather sent me here regarding the argument you had with your elders today.â
Muniang found it amusing. Elders? Were those people even worthy of the title?
Muniang had no dislike for this Madam Liu, in fact, she had greatly admired her in the past. So when facing Madam Liu, she didnât want to use the approach she had for the Qiao family members. Her tone was also amiable,
Muniang smiled and said, âAs for this matter, I will seek a personal judgment from the village chief. I will certainly go to the Qiao familyâs place, but not just because theyâve summoned me. After all, my mother and I have long been driven out. I am not someone they can summon or dismiss at will. Tomorrow, Iâll go invite the village chief, and then we can go to the Qiao familyâs place together. I believe the village chief will ensure justice for us.â
Madam Liu was taken aback. She could hardly imagine such words coming from a fifteen-year-old girl, and especially since it was Old Mr. Qiao who summoned her, she was supposed to be unquestioning. Qiao Muniang seemed utterly indifferent, was it true confidence or youthful arrogance?
âBut, you know your grandfatherâs temperâŠâ
âPerhaps Third Aunt isnât aware of my temper. Oh, and by the way, please advise the Qiao familyâs elders, hawthorn is not something thatâs valuable when just anyone sells it. They shouldnât waste their energy gathering a heap of worthless trash and make a fool of themselves,â Muniang said with an innocent smile.
Unexpectedly, Madam Liu felt her face burning with embarrassment. Even though she was not involved in this matter, she felt ashamed on behalf of the Qiao family. In the presence of this girl, she always felt as insignificant as a speck of dust. The girl seemed to possess an innate nobility that even coarse clothing could not suppress.
âI should get going,â Madam Liu said, rising somewhat hastily.
Muniang politely insisted she stay for a while longer before seeing her out.
Only then did Erliang come back in, grumbling discontentedly, âNone of the Qiao family members are good people. Wife, donât bother with them!â
Muniang pinched Erliangâs cheek, âBe good, letâs just treat this as entertainment.â
âEh? Okay, if wife likes it, then itâs fine,â Erliang said blankly.
Muniang grew even more fond of Erliangâs adorably clueless demeanor, so she couldnât resist pinching his cheek again. How could her husband be so cute?
âWife, do you want to eat me?â Erliang suddenly asked as he looked at Muniangâs smiling eyes.
âEh?â Muniang was stunned: âEat what?â
Erliang said seriously, âThe way you were looking at me just now, it was like I was a plate of boiled pork slices.â
Muniang hung three black lines on her forehead, âYour imagination is truly unique.â
Madam Liu returned to the Qiao family and relayed Muniangâs words to Qiao Dazhi, who was naturally so angry he almost choked. Mrs. Ji took the opportunity to badmouth Muniang some more, Qiao Dazhiâs face turned iron blue, had he not been concerned about his own reputation, he would have probably gone straight to Qiao Muniangâs house to settle the score.
Madam Liu kept silent. Qiao Muniang was not to be underestimated; she probably didnât even consider the whole Qiao family worth her attention. No matter how Mrs. Ji stirred up Old Mr. Qiao, she probably took it as nothing but a joke.
Angry as Qiao Dazhi was, he didnât dare do anything rash, after all, the Qiao family was the one at fault to begin with. Now that she said she would seek the village chief to ensure justice, they could only wait for tomorrow. He didnât care about any medical compensation now, his precious sonâs reputation absolutely couldnât be tarnished. No matter what, they had to clear Yuanzhenâs name.
In the evening, Muniang checked the silver by the light of the lamp, fifty taels of silver. After making a big purchase for the household last time, she had spent seven taels and thirty wen. This money, if solely used for daily living, could allow for a rather luxurious life for a year, considering an average family of more than a dozen people only needed about twenty-something taels of silver for a year.
But Muniangâs ambition wasnât so modest; she wanted to become a rich landowner and take her fate into her own hands. She studied agriculture, naturally, farming was the way to wealth. But buying fields was also a major expense; a good acre of land here was probably worth seven or eight taels. Relying solely on selling vegetables to gather enough money to buy thousands of acres of good land would be too slow. She would have to start from other aspects as well.
After pondering for a moment, Muniang decided to make a trip up the mountain. The mountain was the greatest treasure, who knew, she might even dig up some gold.
âWife, wife, wifeâŠâ
Only then did Muniang snap back to reality, turning her head to see Erliang pitifully tugging at the hem of her clothes, looking aggrieved.
âWhatâs wrong? Didnât you go take a bath?â Muniangâs tone softened; she couldnât resist Erliangâs adorably helpless demeanor.
âI hurt my hand; it canât touch water,â Erliang said with utmost sincerity.
âThen you can use your other hand to wash.â
âThe wound on my chest still hurts; Iâm afraid of infection.â
âThe bandage is off; it looks fine to me.â
âWhy do I feel weak all over, with no strength?â
âDear, you ate three bowls of rice tonight.â
âWifeâŠâ
âGet in and wash yourself this instant! No sleeping in bed until youâre cleaned up!â
Watching Erliangâs hasty retreat, Muniang finally breathed a sigh of relief, caressing her heart that had begun beating faster. Where did this man learn this act? She had almost lost her composure just now.
Erliang grimaced with resentment, could his wifeâs mood swings not be so swift?!
The next day, Muniang and Erliang arrived at the village chiefâs house; he was already waiting, along with Old Mr. Qiao.
Well, well, it seems he knows to strike first!
âVillage chief,â Muniang greeted with a smile, she wasnât worried about the chief taking sides, she remembered this village chief was a man of integrity, always fair and impartial.
âMuniang, you and your husband have arrived, Old Mr. Qiao is waiting, please have a seat,â the village chief knocked out his pipe on the ground and put it aside.
Qiao Dazhi had been sporting a bad complexion throughout, particularly when seeing Muniangâs radiant smile. What gave this girl the confidence to smile so assuredly?