From Folly to Fortune：I Rewrite My Life After Rebirth!-Chapter 841 - 837: The Younger Aunt Rekindles the Flames (Second Update)
Suddenly, Mrs. Lin spoke up, "No way, I have to go to town and get you some of that medicine, so that you can secure Liu Zian before he ends up in your aunt’s pocket."
Mrs. Lin wasn’t worried about Mu Shuangshuang and Liu Zian being involved.
After all, if Mu Shuangshuang, who was already betrothed, was caught with Liu Zian, the villagers would drag her to be dunked in a pig cage for sure.
But Mu Xianxian was different.
Her daughter, Cao Miaomiao, was engaged to the Liu Family, and perhaps any day now they would settle the betrothal.
"What should we do?" Mu Qingqing was a bit anxious.
"Why rush? Your mother is here," Mrs. Lin reassured Mu Qingqing.
Her shifty eyes flashed a glimmer, and after a while, Mrs. Lin said, "We have to use that brat to make Liu Zian break off the engagement with Miao."
"So, I’ll go to your aunt and say Liu Zian is involved with the brat. You go to Miaomiao and have her beat up the brat. Once this escalates, Liu Zian will surely break off the engagement."
Mrs. Lin finished sharing her idea, feeling it was just perfect.
Who in this world is smarter than her?
Hehehe, the brat and Aunt Dog Egg, neither is a match for her; she wants them to tear each other apart.
Mrs. Lin and Mu Qingqing set off separately, Mrs. Lin to find Mu Xianxian, Mu Qingqing to find Cao Miaomiao, neither of which were easy to locate.
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At the Old Mu Family’s main house, inside Mu Xiangxiang’s room.
Pretending to be crazy and playing dumb for days had worn Mu Xiangxiang out.
Her hair was dull and yellow, and her eyes were lifeless.
Old Mrs. Mu felt pangs of heartache looking at her daughter in such a tormented state.
Today, while no one was paying attention, she prepared plenty of good things for Mu Xiangxiang.
Cured meat, winter bamboo shoots, braised pork, ribs—these were all bought with Old Mrs. Mu’s private savings, not even Mu Dade had any.
The kang table was placed on Mu Xiangxiang’s kang bed, and she stared at the food drooling with wide eyes.
Her hands, dark and dirty paws, were already on the cured meat, waiting for Old Mrs. Mu to finish speaking to start eating.
"My precious daughter, if I had known you’d end up this miserable, I shouldn’t have agreed to your father’s plan to marry you off to the town.
Seeing you like this now, my heart aches." Old Mrs. Mu said with full face of heartache.
"Mom, if you don’t have anything to say, I’ll eat now, I can’t hold back." Mu Xiangxiang responded in a coarse, male voice that was even gruffer than a man’s.
Old Mrs. Mu nodded.
As soon as she let go, Mu Xiangxiang seemed to be released from a wicked prison.
One hand was already in the pile of cured meat and winter bamboo shoots, immediately greasy all over, grabbing a handful of meat and stuffing it into her mouth.
Her mouth made chomping sounds, oil flowing all over her face.
The first bite wasn’t even swallowed before she went for the second, her cheeks about to burst from fullness, yet unwilling to stop.
Old Mrs. Mu watched with full face of heartache.
How long has it been since her daughter had eaten well?
She shouldn’t have listened to the old man’s nonsense about dietary restrictions; being able to eat is a blessing, others want to eat and can’t even manage it.
"Xiangxiang, eat slower, no one is fighting you for it. If it’s not enough, I’ll prepare more for you." Old Mrs. Mu said from beside.
"Mom, stop nagging beside me, I’m hungry..." Mu Xiangxiang said incoherently.
Only then did Old Mrs. Mu stop talking.
But it wasn’t long before Old Mrs. Mu asked again, "Xiangxiang, is there enough oil in the food I made? I know it must have been uncomfortable drinking plain porridge for so long, so I deliberately used half a bowl of lard to cook for you."
Mu Xiangxiang kept stuffing her mouth, the front not yet swallowed, the back already came.
Suddenly, Mu Xiangxiang felt her throat tighten, half a rib slipped into her throat, and a sense of nausea surged.
Mu Xiangxiang was reluctant to have the meat in her mouth be vomited out, attempting to swallow that piece of rib, but this attempt triggered her throat.
"Ugh..."
All the food in her mouth went down the esophagus, reached the throat, and then out of the mouth, vomiting all over the kang.
An overwhelming sour stench assaulted the senses, but this did not affect Mu Xiangxiang’s appetite at all.
With a calm expression, she reached her hand into the bowl again, continuing to turn to other dishes.
As for Old Mrs. Mu, there’s no way a mother would despise her own daughter.
She was standing by watching Mu Xiangxiang eat with gusto, feeling a lot better herself.
"Good girl, after you finish eating, let Huang Bita come over to clean it up. That little tramp keeps getting scolded by your second sister-in-law, supposedly really not very clean."
Old Mrs. Mu had shown some leniency towards Huang Bita, never having hit her.
Normally, these things were done by Mrs. Lin, and she only needed to turn a blind eye.
"Mom, don’t bother with Huang Bita, go find my second sister-in-law, she’s nothing good, beat her to death."
Mu Xiangxiang hated Mrs. Lin in particular, even cutting Mrs. Lin’s hair so she couldn’t face others, still couldn’t make Mu Xiangxiang want to spare Mrs. Lin.
"Don’t worry, I’m torturing that old bitch. By then, your brother has gone off to the Capital, I’ll let your second brother divorce her, let her show off at home for a few days first."
Old Mrs. Mu was famous for being protective.
Since Mrs. Lin dared to mess with Mu Xiangxiang, she would certainly make Mrs. Lin pay.
"Thanks, Mom, I knew you loved me the most." Mu Xiangxiang grinned at Old Mrs. Mu.
The cured meat and winter bamboo shoots, braised pork, ribs on the table were quickly consumed, even the full three large sea bowls of rice were eaten with lard by Mu Xiangxiang.
"Burp~" Mu Xiangxiang finally burped.
Her belly was round, barely distinguishable from a few months pregnant woman, but Mu Xiangxiang was finally satisfied.
"Mom, I want to sleep for a while, can you clean the kang bed?" Mu Xiangxiang licked her lips, still looking like she wanted more.
"Xiangxiang, didn’t you say to let Huang Bita clean it?" Old Mrs. Mu asked in shock.
"Mom, I can’t wait, I need to rest!"
With that, Mu Xiangxiang was ready to lie down and sleep, but in such a dirty place, Old Mrs. Mu couldn’t bear it.
She had to fetch water herself and clean up Mu Xiangxiang’s kang bed thoroughly.
She took down the sheets to replace them, threw them aside, planning to bring them later to the Old Mu Family’s main house and let Huang Bita and Mrs. Liu wash them.
"Mom, hurry up and go wash the sheets, I want to sleep." Mu Xiangxiang drove Old Mrs. Mu away from her own room.
Old Mrs. Mu didn’t want to wash the sheets, but she couldn’t ignore her daughter’s words.
Thinking over it, she decided to stay at the main house for a while, let Mrs. Lin call Huang Bita to wash the sheets, and then come back to check on Xiangxiang.
"Then I’m going." Old Mrs. Mu opened Mu Xiangxiang’s room door, leaving Mu Xiangxiang’s room.
As she stepped out, she didn’t lock the door; Mu Xiangxiang wasn’t crazy after all.
Mu Xiangxiang followed closely behind Old Mrs. Mu, heading towards the Old Mu Family’s latrine.
The first thing Mu Xiangxiang did entering was to inspect around the latrine, seeing no one was around, she comfortably stirred up her throat.
A wave of nausea overwhelmed her.
Another avalanche of vomiting released from her mouth, spewing all the contents out.
"Ugh, finally comfortable, but still so hungry..." Mu Xiangxiang mumbled.
