Farm Tough Girl-Chapter 221 - 222 Determined to Make You Look Good_1
Chapter 221: Chapter 222: Determined to Make You Look Good_1
Chapter 221 -222: Determined to Make You Look Good_1
Mrs. Liang, that loudmouth, had been yapping about her son attending school every day lately, even swaggering about how her son was destined to be a Number One Scholar. Naturally, everyone in the village knew about it and, deep down, they were all a bit fed up with her. Now, hearing this piece of news, they couldn’t help but laugh.
Mrs. Liang’s face turned from green to white as she pointed at Li Qinghe and shouted, “You little slut, stop slandering my son! Can’t stand to see him do well, can you? You’d be happy to ruin his reputation, wouldn’t you? Serves you right to have given birth to a fatherless child!”
Li Cheng’s anger surged, and he stood up with a “harrumph,” “Who are you cursing!?”
Mrs. Liang, frightened, staggered several steps back before steadying herself and insisted stiff-necked, “What’s wrong? Did I say something incorrect? She’s a gossipmonger, badmouthing others everywhere, and now she’s concocted stories about my son. What’s wrong with me cursing her two times?”
Li Cheng’s face turned red with rage, “When has my sister ever slandered your son? She just mentioned seeing your son in the village, didn’t she? You can’t even keep your own son focused on his studies, and now you won’t let others talk? Going on about some Number One Scholar destiny, and you actually believe these money-swindling stories. Just look at what your son did, publicly stealing as if he were a bandit! People might think he is one! If he were ever to become a Number One Scholar, the sun might as well rise from the west!”
Qinghe looked at her brother in amazement; when had he become so eloquent? Then she saw Wanwan winking at her from the side and understood—it seemed her sister-in-law had taught him quite a bit.
Li Cheng was indeed furious, or else he wouldn’t have cursed so. Yuanzhen had always been a thorn in Qinghe’s side, and now being insulted by this woman was like a stab to the heart.
The villagers surrounding them began to feel indignant for Qinghe, “Mrs. Liang, you’ve gone too far. Qinghe didn’t say anything wrong. Even though your son stole something and she didn’t complain a bit, now you’re pinning your son’s negligence in his studies on her. That’s too unscrupulous!”
Over there, Mrs. Liang’s husband, Wang He, saw a commotion brewing and thought of intervening in the fight, but seeing everyone speaking out, he felt ashamed and his face reddened. He dragged Mrs. Liang away, muttering, “What are you doing? Don’t you think this is embarrassing enough? Look at the son you’ve borne, what use is he? I spend seven taels of silver a year for him to study, and he dares to skip school. I’ll show him!”
Wang He was angry, too, partly distressed over his own silver and partly feeling that his son had disgraced him.
Li Cheng waited until they were far away before comforting Qinghe, “It’s alright now. Don’t take to heart what Mrs. Liang’s baseless mouth says. This child, in the future—”
Qinghe felt uncomfortable deep down, but she didn’t want to worry Li Cheng and responded in a soft laugh, “Don’t worry, I have my brother and sister-in-law, don’t I? I won’t take it to heart.”
Li Cheng sighed. He knew his sister had suffered; she would likely be haunted by her past for life.
He thought the drama had ended there and didn’t discuss it further with Muniang, not wanting to worry her. Qinghe decided to process her emotions by herself; she would probably be fine in a few days.
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Meanwhile, after Wang He and Mrs. Liang returned home, they searched the whole village for Wang Shitou and finally found him behind the hills on a little slope, his stomach round from eating, his lunchbox carelessly tossed aside as he slept contentedly.
He had agreed to study to avoid the farm work at home. As the youngest child and only son, he had been coddled since childhood, developing into a lazybones. He found fieldwork excruciating, but studying was different. With plenty of free time to sleep, a façade of weariness from studying was all it took for his parents to dote on him and pamper him with food—what a comfortable life.
But having tasted Li Qinghe’s cooking today, he suddenly felt that the food at home was far too inferior. He was already contemplating whether to go rob her again next time.
Wang He, upon seeing this, realized that everything Qinghe had said was true; he was furious. He grabbed Wang Shitou and gave him a severe beating, “I spend seven taels of silver a year on your education, five of which go to buying brushes, ink, paper, and inkstones—our entire family’s savings for the year! And yet you dare to sneak here and sleep soundly? You must be itching for a beating!”
At first, Shitou was taken aback, and after being hit a few times, he started crying out loud, “Dad, Mom, I won’t dare to do it again, it hurts, it hurts!”
At his cries, Mrs. Liang’s heart softened, and she hurried to try to stop Wang He, but he paid her no attention. He pushed her aside and slapped Shitou’s buttocks again, “Did you skip school today!?”
“Yes, yes, yes!”
“Did you steal something from someone else?!” Wang He continued to hit him.
A glint flashed in Shitou’s eyes, “Who told you? Did Li Qinghe complain to you about me?”
Wang He, convinced it was true, hit him even harder, “You have no manners at all; ‘Li Qinghe’ is it? At the very least, you should address her as ‘sister.’ It’s shameful that you, a student, get up to banditry. Are you satisfied only when you’ve completely disgraced your father?”
Shitou screamed, constantly pleading, “I was wrong, I was wrong, I will never dare to do it again!”
Mrs. Liang, feeling sorry for her child, immediately took the opportunity to pull Shitou out of Wang He’s arms, “Why are you being so harsh? The child is going to be damaged from the beating! You believe everything Li Qinghe says, maybe she gave it to him herself, and now she’s turning around and claiming our son stole it, clearly intending to ruin our son’s reputation!”
Wang He said sternly, “And you’re still talking nonsense at a time like this. Why would she destroy Shitou’s reputation? It’s all because you’ve spoiled him since he was little, and now look at him! He’s turned out like this, completely disgracing our Wang family’s name!”
Mrs. Liang also lost her temper, “What do you mean I spoiled him? What’s wrong with our Shitou? So he skipped school once, it’s normal for kids to be a bit naughty. Why must you get so angry? Look at yourself, getting provoked by a few words from that little harlot Li Qinghe and starting to abuse your own son, don’t tell me you’ve taken a fancy to her? Seeing that she’s now a discarded woman, are you getting itchy?”
Wang He slapped Mrs. Liang across the face, “What are you babbling about? Does your mouth have no filter anymore? Can you just say whatever you want?!”
Mrs. Liang felt wronged after being slapped, and she wailed heartbreakingly.
Annoyed by the noise, Shitou touched his buttocks, which had almost been beaten to mush, and recalled Wang He saying that Li Qinghe had complained about him in front of his parents, telling them he skipped school and robbed like a bandit—it was all her fault!
A ferocity uncharacteristic of his age appeared on Shitou’s face as he thought, Li Qinghe, I’ll make sure you pay for this!
