Chapter 235 Black Money

Lin Yuesha stood to the side, her expression unchanged; the man's actions had no effect on her whatsoever.

"Little sister, aren't you scared? That man is really fierce."

Chen Xiaohua shuddered, suddenly realizing that buying meat was no easy task. If she were to do it alone, she might be too frightened to even speak clearly.

"I don't think so, it's just normal."

Lin Yuesha wasn't afraid at all. She wasn't pretending. It was normal for a butcher to chop meat and bones and throw the cleaver on the cutting board. There was no need to overthink it.

"You're really brave."

Chen Xiaohua swallowed hard, observing the expressions of the young women and wives around her. She finally felt at peace. It wasn't that she was timid, but rather that Lin Yuesha was extraordinary and incredibly bold.

Is this what you call being bold?

Lin Yuesha twitched her lips. She was just a pretty face.

Not to mention the man in black she encountered at Yutan Temple, the temporary residence of the Prince of Zhenbei, the murder of He Xing and Xuan Yao, the barbarian territory, and the cruel tortures invented by Blue Eyes—which of these wasn't brutal? She witnessed them all firsthand.

Lin Yuesha has seen plenty of weirdos. A mere pig butcher is nothing to her. Who are you trying to scare?

Still shaken, Chen Xiaohua patted her chest and continued watching the commotion.

"Boss Zhu, what do you mean by this?"

A woman dressed smartly in a floral-patterned jacket stood in front of the pork stall and angrily said, "Are you trying to threaten me?"

"Pah! You widow Sun, you filthy woman, coming to my stall to cause trouble? You're asking for it!"

Zhu Laoda spat, grabbed the machete again, and cursed, "If you're a widow and you're lacking a man and can't vent your anger, you can come to me tonight to relieve your pent-up desire. Right now, I'm busy with business and don't have time to deal with you, you slut."

As soon as Zhu Laowu finished speaking, the men around him burst into laughter.

Widow Sun runs a business in town, operating a wonton stall. She often has lewd men trying to take advantage of her, but she is extremely shrewish, and anyone who tries anything is dealt with terribly.

Seeing Widow Sun and Boss Zhu going head-to-head, the group of people couldn't wait to watch the show.

Lin Yuesha frowned. She hated lewd men who made crude jokes and used the fact that a man had died to attack women.

To be fair, my own mother was also a widow, and life was tough in the village, but no one there ever uttered such vulgarities or said such things.

If it were a shy, timid young wife, she would have already cried out of shame.

"Pah! You filthy bastard who spews filth! I won't fall for your act. If you dare come to my door, I'll chop off three of your legs!"

Widow Sun had been widowed for many years, and she had also come from being a shy young wife.

At first, she felt like dying when faced with the insults, but when she saw her poor son, she could only endure it and live for him.

With Zhu Laoda's limited skills, he can't hurt her.

Widow Sun's battle with Boss Zhu drew a growing crowd, who watched with great interest.

"Little sister, I feel more and more that life is not easy for women."

When Boss Zhu made that lewd joke, the men burst into laughter. When Widow Sun retorted, both the men and women looked at her with disapproval, as if Widow Sun were shameless.

It was clearly Boss Zhu who spoke rudely, so why can't he retaliate?

Chen Xiaohua then thought of herself. Although the villagers had stopped mentioning the matter, she still couldn't get over it in her heart.

"Sister Xiaohua, you've awakened."

Lin Yuesha patted Chen Xiaohua's shoulder and said in a mature manner, "These women are too ignorant, let's not bother with them."

What others think is unimportant; no one can start a movement to liberate thought. So, as long as you are not bullied, that's enough.

As for rumors and gossip, you can't shut people up, so let them say whatever they want.

Ahead, Widow Sun was still confronting Boss Zhu, the two arguing heatedly with red faces and thick necks. Lin Yuesha understood the reason.

Widow Sun ran a wonton stall and hired another woman to help her. Because the wontons were delicious, her business was always booming.

Originally, Widow Sun didn't trust Boss Zhu's character and never bought meat from him. Then, the day before yesterday, her son developed a high fever, and since she couldn't take care of him herself, she took him to the clinic and asked the helper she had hired to buy meat.

The woman arrived too late; all the other families had already sold their meat, so she had to settle for second best and come to find Boss Zhu.

To avoid being discovered by Widow Sun, the woman lied and chopped the meat and prepared the filling herself.

Yesterday, when Widow Sun set up her stall, by the afternoon, seven or eight people came to her door saying they had gotten a bad stomachache after eating her wontons.

It's not summer now, so there's no issue with spoiled meat. Besides, there's nothing else in the wontons except for scallions and her homemade seasoning recipe, so the problem is most likely with the meat.

When the helper realized that things had escalated and he might even face a lawsuit, he cried and said that he had bought the meat from Boss Zhu.

When Widow Sun found out, she was furious and immediately went to their door.

Others might not know, but her husband used to do business with Zhu Laoda and knew that Zhu Laoda was unscrupulous and often sold pork from dead or diseased pigs. In addition, since Sun's family used to raise pigs, she could tell from the filling of the wontons that the pork was diseased.

This kind of pork is absolutely unfit for human consumption; it would cause health problems.

Zhu Laoda made money through dishonest means, and the people in the market dared not offend him, so they could only accept their bad luck.

"What a joke! Your wontons aren't clean, and people got sick from eating them. You're trying to make me your scapegoat? Where's your evidence?"

A guilty look flashed in Zhu Laoda's eyes, but as long as he didn't admit it, that was fine. Who could prove that those patients got sick from eating his pork?

Besides, he's been in business for more than just a year or two; Widow Sun is ruining his reputation.

"Pah! Boss Zhu, do you have any conscience? Aren't you afraid of divine retribution?"

Widow Sun was furious and cursed, saying that finding evidence was easy, she could just look for it on the pork at the stall.

"It's not fair to blame Old Zhu for Widow Sun's wontons causing stomach upset."

People around him spoke up for Zhu Laoda, and even the women nodded in agreement.

Widow Sun was so angry that her stomach ached, and she was speechless with anger. In desperation, she had no choice but to report it to the authorities.

The wontons from her family made people sick, and she couldn't shirk her responsibility. Not only did Widow Sun apologize to everyone, but she also paid for the medicine, losing more than ten taels of silver at once, which wiped out most of her savings.

However, she couldn't let Zhu Laoda get away with selling substandard meat!

"Indeed, something's not right with this meat."

Lin Yuesha arrived at the pork stall, picked up a piece of pork, glanced at it, and made her decision.

"Where did this little brat with blond hair come from, daring to cause me trouble!"

Zhu Laoda picked up his machete again, trying to scare Lin Yuesha.

"You think you're worthy to be my father?"

Not to be outdone, Lin Yuesha pulled a dagger from her purse and threw it on the cutting board. Did she think she could be tough with her?