Farm Tough Girl-Chapter 233 - 234 Testing_1

Chapter 233: Chapter 234: Testing_1

Chapter 233 -234: Testing_1

Since there was still a bet with Yu Ze, Muniang paid extra attention to the village’s efforts to exonerate Xia Bing. She sent Qingya out early to gather news, waiting for the Village Head and the villagers to return so she could find out exactly what happened and the result.

Yu Ze, finding Muniang’s anxious anticipation somewhat amusing, chuckled, “Why are you so nervous?” It was just a playful bet, yet she took it seriously. If he told her now that he was planning to deny his loss, would she be furious?

Muniang rolled her eyes at him without amusement, “Who’s nervous?” She was just stubbornly denying it.

“Lady, the Village Head and everyone are back!” Qingya came running in.

Muniang quickly asked, “What’s the result?”

“I don’t know yet. I saw the Village Head didn’t seem in good spirits, so I didn’t dare to ask him directly. I only asked the fellow villagers who came back with him, but they didn’t have a clear idea either. They said everyone had gone to the town all pumped up to seek justice for Xia Bing. But then, the Zheng Family called the Village Head inside for a talk. Not long after, he came out looking upset and just told everyone to hurry back home.”

Muniang raised her eyebrows smugly at Yu Ze—obviously, she had won the bet. However, the Village Head’s actions left her puzzled. Why did he suddenly stop the fuss and ask the villagers to return instead?

Yu Ze didn’t care about winning or losing, and didn’t mind now that he had actually lost. He speculated, “If that’s the case, it seems like Xia Bing has been keeping something from us. The sudden change in the Village Head’s mood must be because the Zheng Family revealed some secrets to him. Perhaps the reason for the Zhang Family wanting to divorce Xia Bing isn’t so simple.”

It then dawned on Muniang that perhaps Xia Bing couldn’t conceive anymore due to a miscarriage. Could it be that Xia Bing’s affair before marriage had been discovered?

Madam Bai came over again in the evening. She said everything concerning Xia Bing had been settled, and invited them to dinner the next day without explaining why things were resolved so quickly. Her face showing some embarrassment and discomfort, Muniang’s suspicions were almost completely confirmed.

Not wanting to make Madam Bai uncomfortable, Muniang changed the subject, “Did you all eat the potato cakes and dried fish I made this morning? If you liked them, I’ll bring some more tomorrow.”

Madam Bai’s eyes brightened, and she smiled, “I almost forgot to tell you, those are quite novelty, tasty and fun shaped. Our old man loved them, and they were gone by the end of the day. Those greedy grandkids of mine want more too. If it’s not too much trouble, could you make some more to bring over tomorrow? Those little rascals would be thrilled.”

Muniang nodded with a smile, “Sure, don’t worry. It’s no trouble at all. I’ll bring some over tomorrow.”

After seeing Madam Bai out, Qinghe said with curiosity, “Why do I feel that the Village Head’s Lady looks so odd? She was fine when she came in the daytime, quite positive when talking about Xia Bing’s matter. Now, she seems reluctant to mention it.”

Not wanting Qinghe to speculate wildly, Muniang responded, “What does it matter to us what others do? You better not think too much and just take care of your own baby.”

Qinghe replied with a laugh, “I’m so bored staying in the room all by myself. And now you won’t even let me gossip a little.”

Muniang gave her a playful wink, “Oh, bored are you? Should I find someone to keep you company?”

Qinghe didn’t catch on at first, but when she did, understanding Muniang’s teasing gestures, she retorted in embarrassment and annoyance, “Look at you, little minx, now making up stories about me, are you?” and she reached out to tickle Muniang while she said it.

Muniang laughed and dodged away, remembering her purpose, “Alright, alright, I actually wanted to ask you about something.”

“What’s the matter?” Qinghe asked brusquely.

“This is my aunt, Kexin; she’s already sixteen, and my mother is anxious to marry her off. She doesn’t meet many people, but she mentioned this morning that Zeng Gang, who built our house, is not bad. My mother is keen to match them and even plans to have me invite him over to talk about it,” Muniang said while carefully observing Qinghe’s emotions, fearful of missing a single detail.

Qinghe smiled and said, “That’s good, Master Zeng is a decent man, and his family is relatively prosperous. It’s just that he was implicated by me last time, which might have damaged his reputation a bit, but everything else is fine. If Kexin could marry someone like him, it would be a good thing. You should help them out.”

Muniang stared at Qinghe’s face for a long time but couldn’t discern any sign of displeasure, feeling a sense of defeat. Had Zeng Gang done so much for nought, and Qinghe really felt nothing for him?

“Qinghe, what are you planning to do in the future? Are you really going to spend your whole life with just your child? Let’s not talk about how others view you, but from the child’s perspective, growing up without a father might make him feel inferior. Children always like to pick on the weak,” Muniang said earnestly.

Qinghe chuckled bitterly, “What can I do? Qiao Yuanzhen definitely won’t look at me now.”

Muniang quickly said, “Who’s talking about him? That sort of scum, I wouldn’t allow you to go back to him even if you wanted to.”

Qinghe was startled, “Then what are you talking about?”

“Remarrying, haven’t you thought about it?”

“Forget about it, with my current situation, who would be willing to take me? I’d rather live peacefully by myself. Besides, aren’t you here? With you as the child’s godmother, which kid in the village would dare bully him?” Qinghe joked with a smile.

Muniang glared with mock anger, “So you just see me as a tiger mom, huh?”

Qinghe burst into giggles, “What’s wrong with a tiger mom? There’s still someone who adoringly loves her.” Her words carried a tinge of sadness.

Qinghe sighed, “Fate really can be so mocking.”

Muniang grabbed Qinghe’s hand, “Don’t worry, as much as fate likes to play tricks, it won’t always let a person be unlucky. Who knows, maybe happiness is just around the corner for you.” Muniang’s words were quite meaningful. Qinghe lacked nothing, so why shouldn’t she be loved by a man?

But Qinghe just touched her swollen belly, “Hmm, I know, with him, I’m already very happy.”

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Muniang was embarrassed; when would she ever come to her senses?

The next day, as usual, Muniang made more potato cakes, even more than yesterday, because Madam Bai had said the children loved them, so naturally, she had to make more.

Yu Ze got up early in the morning and went into the kitchen to help Muniang light the fire. What he wore when he had arrived—the brocaded robe with subtle patterns—was replaced the next day with clothes Muniang had made. Although not crude burlap, the material was a grade or two lower.

Yu Ze had lived with Muniang for over a year, and his culinary skills had grown remarkably. Not only could he assist Muniang adequately, but he could also take charge of cooking without much trouble.