Transmigration: A Farm Girl's Brocade-Chapter 84 - Giving a Gift_1

Chapter 84: Chapter 84: Giving a Gift_1

Chapter 84: Chapter 84: Giving a Gift_1

Yama Raja Xu cursed, “Look at you, all cowardly—nothing like a son of mine. If it weren’t for your fear of wolves ahead and tigers behind, I would have had that stupid widow in my house by now. Maybe even her daughter along with her.”

After cursing, he picked up the teapot and poured a bowl of cold tea into his mouth. He took a sip, smacked his lips, took another sip, then smacked his lips again. Puzzled, he said, “This tea seems to have a strange smell.”

Boss Xu said, “Tea that’s been left overnight doesn’t taste as good as fresh tea.”

Yama Raja Xu grunted, downed the bowl of tea, and got up to go to Boss Xu’s room.

As if he hadn’t heard any noise from that room, he asked Xu Fuzi to go check on Huaxi Village. It wasn’t long before Xu Fuzi was chased out by a pack of fierce dogs.

After that, Xu Fuzi became an unwelcome person in Huaxi Village. Whenever he appeared near the village, several vicious dogs would chase after him. Moreover, the youngsters who used to hang around him started to keep their distance. Especially the young ladies, who would avoid him from afar.

The number of Huaxi Village people who came to their butcher shop to buy meat dropped sharply, even Old Grandma Fan, who often came to their shop to take small advantages, stopped coming.

They speculated whether the Qian family’s third wife had bribed the whole Huaxi Village.

They were desperados who feared nothing, but the villagers banding together, with the unseen support of a master, began to worry them.

Yama Raja Xu said to his son, “I refuse to believe they’ll keep this up. Once things calm down and the master leaves, we’ll do whatever we want. Hmmph, they don’t know what’s good for them. That Qian Sangui is ungrateful? Our Xu family will not only take that stupid widow but also take the girl with her.”

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The morning Monkey Brother completed the task brilliantly, Qian Manxia steamed him a special chicken egg custard. After the meal, she happily took a fine blue cloth and learnt from Lady Wu how to make clothes for Monkey Brother.

While several people were speculating what would happen to the Xu and Fan families, Old woman Qian arrived in a whirlwind. Qian Manxia quickly took the monkey clothes she was making into her small chamber, knowing that if the old lady saw the quality cloth being used for monkey clothes, she would surely scold someone.

After hearing the colorful rumors recounted by Old woman Qian, Qian Yixiu and the others couldn’t help but burst into laughter.

Old woman Qian clicked her tongue and said, “That Xu Fuzi is really worthless, that Fan’s wife is practically his mother, and he even tries to steal her undergarments.”

Qian Yixiu said, “Maybe he’s stolen from others too, and they’re just too embarrassed to say. Something must have happened at Wang Lizheng’s house too, otherwise, why would they make such a fuss?”

To reduce her little aunt’s trouble, Qian Yixiu shamelessly framed Wang Lizheng’s house. She never expected that Monkey Brother, in a fit of spite, had indeed stolen from Wang Lizheng’s house, inadvertently aiding their own family enormously and proving her right.

Old woman Qian felt that made sense and kept nodding her head. She also thought that Wang Lizheng’s family was reacting too strongly, which was out of the ordinary. Since Xu Fuzi had not only targeted Qian Manxia but also stolen from more than just her, the old lady stopped dwelling on her granddaughter’s lost undergarment.

In the morning, the family made a meal of dumplings with egg, crispy bits, and chives. Old woman Qian ate deliciously but couldn’t stop worrying, “Even if you have a bit of silver at home, you should save it for Jinwa’s education. Don’t splurge on food like this in the future.”

Qian Sangui laughed and said, “We don’t normally eat like this; it’s just that we’re happy after hearing mother’s words.”

After Old woman Qian left, Qian Yixiu discussed with Qian Sangui that they should visit the Song Family Manor as soon as possible. They had won a difficult battle, but it made the Xu family hate them even more. They needed to find a stronger backer quickly.

Qian Sangui nodded and said, “Wait for Jinwa to finish school and you can go together. Jinwa is a boy; he should learn to deal with people.”

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Monkey Brother’s little suit was completed in the afternoon—short jacket and shorts, and a couple of small flowers and a few leaves were embroidered on the collar by Cheng Yue.

Monkey Brother was overjoyed when he put on the clothes, so much so that he went running off to the left wing. The others were puzzled until Qian Yixiu laughed and said, “He must be going to look at himself in the mirror.” Their home had only one small mirror, which was placed on a table in the left wing.

Qian Yixiu followed after him, and sure enough, Monkey Brother had already jumped onto the table and was admiring himself in the mirror.

Qian Yixiu praised him with a smile, “Monkey Brother really is handsome, even more than my own brother.”

At the sound of this, Monkey Brother grinned widely, agreeing with the sentiment.

Cheng Yue, on the other hand, didn’t take kindly to these words, but she was wise enough not to protest on the spot. She waited until Monkey Brother had left before chiding her daughter, “Yixiu, you’re talking nonsense. How can Monkey Brother be more handsome than Jinwa?”

Qian Yixiu laughed and replied, “Oh, mother, I was just saying that to make Monkey Brother happy; I was only fooling him, don’t take it to heart.”

By the time Qian Yijin had finished school for the day, Lady Wu and Qian Yixiu had already changed their clothes. After so many years, it was Lady Wu’s first time wearing new clothes, and although they were made of rough grey fabric, she suddenly looked several years younger.

Qian Yixiu exaggeratedly exclaimed, “Mom looks younger and prettier in her new clothes.”

Lady Wu scolded her, saying, “Don’t be disrespectful. I’m old, what does it matter whether I look good or not?”

Qian Sangui laughed and said, “Yixiu is right, after Manjiang mother got all dressed up, she really does look much younger.”

Lady Wu’s cheeks turned red.

With two jars of sweet fermented rice wine on her back, she walked out of the house hand in hand with her younger siblings.

The dusk of summer was still hot, and there weren’t many large trees on the wasteland to offer shade. Each of them had butterflies in their stomach, unsure if their warm greetings would be met with cold reception.

Qian Yijin had a deadly serious expression on his young face, holding tightly onto Qian Yixiu’s little hand as though afraid she might meet with another mishap. His grip made her hand sweaty, and she couldn’t pull away.

As they reached the riverside, the temperature felt cooler, and the gentle breeze not only caressed their faces but also swept away some of their irritation.

Qian Yixiu said with a smile, “With the way we’re looking right now, nobody would think we’re here to give gifts. They’d think we’re out for revenge.”

Upon hearing this, Lady Wu and Qian Yijin couldn’t help but crack a slight smile.

Crossing the bridge and heading west along the river, they saw endless fields of green rice, all belonging to the Song family. Following the path through the fields to the north, they could make out a large house. It was the biggest compound in the area, with blue walls, black tiles, and lush greenery surrounding it.

They had walked less than half a mile when they arrived at the manor.

Steward Wong of the Song Family Manor was known to the villagers in the vicinity as Old Wong. In his forties, he lived in the manor with his wife and two sons, and had even bought two young girls to serve them. His life was more comfortable than the landlord’s, earning him the status of a ‘lord’ in the countryside.

Qian Yixiu, when he was a ghost, had visited their home. Steward Wong wasn’t a bad man, but he definitely wasn’t very generous either. Shrewd, stingy, and a bit of a bully using borrowed power. If it weren’t for playing on Sister Zhang’s name, he wouldn’t have given their family the time of day.

At that time, they hadn’t yet had their dinner, and the family sat under the shade of trees in the courtyard enjoying the cool air. They laughed heartily watching the wobbly steps of Old Wong’s eldest grandson, who was just over a year old.