Chapter 73: Chapter 073: The Spendthrift Woman (Second Update)
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“What on earth do you think about all day in that little head of yours?”
Zhuang Qingning looked at her, understanding her concerns at that moment. She couldn’t help but laugh, explaining, “Do you really think I’m going to go around hacking and killing people?”
“For such people, it’s not worth doing anything serious. I just want to teach their family a lesson, so they stop coveting other people’s wealth all the time.”
“What is it, sister… what are you going to do…” Zhuang Qingsui wiped away a tear, sobbing.
“Well, it depends on whether Big Flower is diligent or not.” Zhuang Qingning blinked.
Big Flower is a cat from the village, no one knew how it got into the village, because of its black, white, and orange mixed colors, it was called Big Flower.
Big Flower is a stray cat, often running around here and there, eating leftovers from this house, catching rats from that house. Because Big Flower has a gentle personality, is not picky about food, and catches rats diligently, it roams among various households, and people generally don’t mind its presence. Sometimes when there are many rats in the house, they specifically seek out Big Flower to catch the rats.
Previously, when Butcher Hua’s family was slaughtering pigs and sheep, there were many offal, and Butcher Hua’s wife liked cats. She often fed them with these leftovers, and Big Flower particularly liked to come here.
Although Butcher Hua and his wife died and no one fed it offal anymore, Big Flower still often frequented here, starting from Zhuang Qingning’s place to beg for food, and often basked in the sun on the wall here.
At this moment, after eating two meat dumplings, Big Flower was leisurely licking the hair on its front paws.
“Big Flower?” Zhuang Qingsui was stunned.
Big Flower, who was licking its fur, also tilted its head: “Meow?”
The next morning, cock crowed three times, each family started to get up to clean up the courtyard, cook, or go down to work.
Zhuang Ruman’s family was no exception.
Opening the courtyard door, sweeping the courtyard, preparing for breakfast and work.
However, the opening of the courtyard door frightened Mrs. Song so much that she “wa” once, and sat on the ground.
“What are you screaming about here, not letting people have peace so early in the morning?”
After being rebutted by Zhuang Qingning instead of winning her over yesterday, Zhuang Ruman, who had returned with his heart dangling, almost vented all his resentment on Mrs. Song.
He felt that all the passivity he now experienced was all because of Mrs. Song’s stupid woman’s sins.
He was already impatient when he was awakened early in the morning by a scream, feeling that Mrs. Song was truly a harbinger of ill luck.
“Master…” Mrs. Song could not speak, just tremblingly pointed to the decade-old wooden courtyard door.
Zhuang Ruman looked over following her pointing and his face also changed.
Several mice, neatly hung on the door, and all their stomachs were cut open, bloody, disgusting on sight.
This, is what Zhuang Qingning meant when she said things weren’t over yet yesterday.
Does it mean that if the Zhuang family provoked her again, they would all end up with their stomachs cut open and nobody would survive?
When Zhuang Ruman thought of this, he couldn’t help but shiver as Zhuang Qingning’s poisonous and fierce gaze yesterday emerged in his mind.
It’s just a little girl, like the mice hanging on the door, not noticeable at all, but the mice can gnaw people.
If this girl goes crazy, she really isn’t afraid of anything.
It’s better to avoid provoking this girl during this time.
But in front of Mrs. Song, Zhuang Ruman wouldn’t show even a trace of fear, he just cleared his throat and said: “It’s just a few mice, have you never killed before? Clean it up quickly.”
“I have no idea which wild cat has done this disgraceful act, without good luck…”
“Clean it up quickly, then cook breakfast. There’s a market gathering in town today. I’ll tidy up the eggs and take them into town to sell, and see if there’s any work around.”
There were still many places to spend money afterwards, the farm work had dragged him down too much, he could no longer work as a long-term worker, he needed to look for some short-term jobs, and make some money before the busy farming period.
Also, he would check if there’s any work that Zhuang Qinghe could do, so she wouldn’t be lazy at home and not know how to work.
Zhuang Ruman was thinking about this, adjusting the clothes he hastily threw on, and retied his belt more carefully.
Having eaten less nutritious food recently, the belt tightened another inch.
However, when Mrs. Song heard Zhuang Ruman mention packing the eggs, her face changed instantly, she hesitated and said: “Um… Master, our eggs, seem to have been pulled away by a weasel…”
Weasel?
Zhuang Ruman raised his head: “How do you know that the eggs were pulled away by a weasel, have you counted the eggs?”
“No, I just guessed it…” Mrs. Song’s voice got lower and lower.
“Can you even guess that the eggs were taken away by a weasel?” Zhuang Ruman slapped Mrs. Song’s face: “I think you ate them, didn’t you!”
“You house-wrecking woman, do you think eggs are something you can eat? I don’t even dare to eat them, yet you steal them to eat. Tell me, how many did you eat?”
Zhuang Ruman had been very dissatisfied with Mrs. Song’s provocation of Zhuang Qingning earlier, and now he vented all his anger, slapping her face so hard and fast that half of Mrs. Song’s face instantly swelled up.
“Five…”
Mrs. Song stretched out five trembling fingers, covering her face and crying on one side, and hurriedly explaining on the other: “Qinghe demanded to eat them yesterday noon. I couldn’t stop her. I thought that if the eggs were cracked in the pot and weren’t eaten, it would be such a waste, so…”
Zhuang Ruman glared at Mrs. Song. His teeth gnashed loudly.
Because of Mrs. Song’s usual obedience to him, he didn’t expect her to hide something from him and cover for Zhuang Qinghe, who knew nothing.
Even if the eggs were cracked in the pot and had to be eaten, it still shouldn’t be done without his consent. Isn’t this disregarding him entirely?
Zhuang Ruman became more and more angry, and directly pulled out a wooden rod from the high pile of firewood in the courtyard and hit Mrs. Song.
“Dad, what are you doing, why are you hitting mom…” Zhuang Qinghe, who heard the noise and came out, wanted to persuade.
Zhuang Ruman glared and swung the wooden rod towards Zhuang Qinghe.
For a while, the screams of crying for father and shouting for mother filled the courtyard, echoing through half of the village.
You didn’t even ask, but already confessed. You truly are foolish; even if you aren’t beaten, you still have no ground to stand on.
Zhuang Yuanzhong, who had time to slip out of the courtyard, couldn’t help tugging at the corner of his mouth, and after thinking for a moment, went to find birds’ nests to get bird’s eggs..
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