Chapter 26 Trading Radishes for Houses

In the hospital, Jiang Qiubai was worried about the problem with his younger brother's ability to carry on the family line, and also about Haiyang's back injury. His heart felt like it was being fried in oil.

Inside the compound, Cheng Jiajia had no idea of ​​the dire straits Zheng Haiyang and Jiang Qiubai were experiencing at Yue's family home.

Yu Junsheng gave a gift to his friend, He San'er, who had sold lime last time. He also gave away some of the leftover meat and vegetables from the meal, so that it wouldn't seem too formal and would preserve their friendship.

Cheng Jiajia was home alone, currently dealing with her clueless neighbor.

Aunt Yan, who had previously stood up for her against Guan Ailian, came with a big smile to offer her help.

Cheng Jiajia's lips twitched. If this person hadn't looked around with those eyes when they came in, and hadn't been carrying a slightly wilted and blackened white radish, then their words would have been more believable.

Cheng Jiajia looked at Aunt Yan with a complicated expression and said sincerely, "Auntie, thank you for your kindness, but my family still has vegetables. Your family has a lot of people and consumes a lot of food. Vegetables are scarce in winter, so you should keep these radishes for your own consumption."

Really, really, there's no need to send it to their family.

She hadn't forgotten that when she first came to the compound, this Aunt Yan had made sarcastic remarks about her encouraging Yu Junsheng to spend money, implying that she wasn't being proper. This woman had no good intentions towards her.

She dared not accept the groceries that were suddenly delivered to her door.

Aunt Yan's smile paused for a moment, then she said warmly, "You're such a thoughtful child. I have plenty at home, enough to eat, so you don't need to worry. This is just a small token of my appreciation for you and Junsheng; please accept it."

“You’re young and don’t know how hard life is. You have to be careful with your money and not be extravagant. If you take this radish from me, your family can save money on a meal, right?”

Cheng Jiajia: "..."

She should have realized it sooner, she should have realized it sooner: there are no normal people in this yard!

What kind of person are you? You bring me a rotten radish and insist on forcing me to accept it?!

What's wrong with you? Not accepting your rotten radish means you don't know how to manage a household?

Given the relationship between the two families, she was starting to suspect that there might be something bad in the radish.

Then she absolutely cannot accept it!

Cheng Jiajia smiled and said, "Really, there's no need. Junsheng bought a lot of vegetables when he prepared the banquet, and we still have plenty left at home. We really don't need any vegetables."

Looking at the white radishes covered with dense black dots, Cheng Jiajia said sincerely, "Radishes are such a good thing. Look at how nutritious they look. They're perfect for making soup. Aunt Yan, you should take them home and eat them yourself. Give them to your family to nourish them, especially your grandson. Kids need to eat nutritious food."

Aunt Yan: "..."

She looked at the black and white radish, and the smile on her face froze.

Her grandson wouldn't eat this kind of thing; it was specially prepared for Yu Junsheng's young wife.

Aunt Yan was about to try to persuade her, but Cheng Jiajia didn't want to hear her nagging anymore. She put her hand on the woman's back and pushed her away, saying, "Aunt Yan, I think your grandson is crying. Please go home and see what's wrong. Don't let him get hurt from crying."

With a loud "bang," they pushed the person directly outside the door.

"Hey Xiao Cheng, no, I didn't hear my grandson crying..." Aunt Yan was caught off guard and quickly pushed outside by a strong force.

With a "bang".

The door to the main room of the Yu family slammed shut in front of Aunt Yan.

Aunt Yan was stunned for a long time before she realized that she, a long-time resident for decades, had actually been locked out by Cheng Jiajia, this young, newly married girl!

How dare she?!

Aren't you afraid that you'll lead the long-time residents of the compound to ostracize her?!

Cheng Jiajia wasn't afraid at all. With her unwillingness to compromise herself, she never intended to have any good relationships with people in the courtyard.

After all, there aren't many good people in this compound. If you back down, they might think you're easy to bully and take advantage of you.

Outside the door, Aunt Yan's face looked very unpleasant.

I thought this girl was young and a new bride, so she must be shy. But I never expected her to be so thick-skinned and impervious to reason. No matter what I said, she wouldn't accept her things.

Just as Cheng Jiajia had guessed, Aunt Yan's visit to the Yu family today wasn't simply to curry favor; she came with a mission.

The couple hasn't given up on their idea of ​​taking over Yu Junsheng's house.

Qin Weimin, being the cunning man he is, noticed that Cheng Jiajia didn't go back to her parents' home today, so he specially instructed his wife to go and offer her some comfort.

Maybe the brat will be so touched that he'll start to see the old woman as a confidante, and the two will grow closer.

Why not just bring up the issue of renting a house later?

As for that rotten radish, it was also carefully selected by Aunt Yan. She thought that Cheng Jiajia, the new daughter-in-law, would be too shy to say anything, so she did it this way.

Once Cheng Jiajia accepts her offer, she'll be more willing to start the conversation.

Who could have imagined that her very first step in her career would be blocked!

How can she continue to try and get closer to him now?

How are we supposed to bring up the rental issue later?!

Cheng Jiajia had no idea about the Qin family elders' elaborate scheme, nor did she expect that her instinctive reluctance to accept Aunt Yan's rotten radish would actually help her avoid a lot of trouble.

Even though she prided herself on being worldly-wise, she never imagined that someone would scheme to exchange a rotten radish for a room.

I really don't know whether to call them confident or shameless.

...

Aunt Yan's expression kept changing, from dark to light, as she muttered under her breath, "Pah, ungrateful wretch, a piece of trash that will be abandoned by men sooner or later!"

After saying that, she looked around nervously, afraid that someone would hear her and ruin her image as an honest and timid person in the compound. She only felt relieved when she saw that no one was outside the second courtyard.

However, Aunt Yan was clearly too complacent. Suddenly, a head popped out from the opposite house, startling her.

Oh no, her public image is going to collapse!

Aunt Yan's heart was in her throat.

But then he saw Chang Dafeng, with her sharp and mean old face, look him up and down several times with her triangular eyes, and suddenly her eyes lit up.

Aunt Yan had a bad feeling.

Chang Dafeng's face lit up with joy. "Oh my, Lao Yan, I knew you were a kind person. You brought us vegetables because you saw we had no food, right?"

Aunt Yan: "...No, I came here..."

Before she could finish speaking, Chang Dafeng rushed over and snatched the radish away.

She curled her lip in disgust: "Tsk tsk, this radish is a bit wilted, but it's barely edible. Old Yan, remember to bring some better ones next time!"

After grabbing the items, they quickly ran back to the other side.

The door slammed shut with a bang.

Their movements were so swift that no one could react in time.

Aunt Yan: "..."

No, it's her radish, her radish!

Although it looked a bit wilted and had some black spots, she still planned to take it home and eat it!

Damn Chang Dafeng!

Cheng Jiajia, who listened to the whole thing from inside the room, twitched at the corner of her mouth.

This guy is really something else, no wonder he's the stingiest guy in the compound who'll pluck a feather from every passing goose!

Chang Dafeng said smugly: I saved some money on groceries today!

...

Just then, Aunt Cao came running over from the front yard excitedly. "Aunt Chang, what are you doing? Your Haicheng and Zhu Ziqiang's two kids from the front yard got into a fight and were caught by Old Lady Zhu. Hurry up and go see!"

Upon hearing this, Chang Dafeng, who was still inside the house, immediately jumped up and ran towards the front yard, yelling and cursing, "You damned old hag, why did she hit my Haihua? Why?!"

Cheng Jiajia, who was inside the house, raised an eyebrow and quickly went out to follow Chang Dafeng and the others.

Her intuition told her that there was going to be a good show today, and she couldn't miss it!

一行人到前院儿，就看到常大芬心爱的小儿子被祝老太拎着脖颈子揍的嗷嗷哭，“哇哇哇……老东西，老虔婆，不得好死，我让我妈打死你！”

This kid is indeed Chang Dafeng's biological son; his mouth is just as foul as hers.

Chang Dafeng's heart was breaking. "My son, wait for me, Mom is coming to save you!"

She let out a pitiful howl and pounced on her, grabbing Old Lady Zhu with her claws and slapping her hard across the face several times. She then pinned her to the ground and straddled her, thrusting her left and right.

"You old bastard! You're so old, you're practically buried to your ankles and you're still arguing with a little kid! You shameless old thing, you dare hit my son! I'll teach you to hit my son! I'll teach you to hit my son!"

"You whole family ganged up on my son, thinking my family, a widow and her orphan, is easy to bully! Heaven, why doesn't a bolt of lightning strike you heartless beasts to death!"

Grandma Zhu wasn't about to back down either, spewing profanities, "Pah! If anyone's going to chop someone up, it'll be you! How old is your son? And how old are my two grandsons? You little brat, how dare you bully my grandsons!"

"Shameless bastard!"

Old Lady Zhu also pinched Chang Dafeng's head and legs. She used to be a good fighter in the village and was very skilled at this. Seeing Chang Dafeng screaming in pain, she seized the opportunity to grab Chang Dafeng's hair and immediately used the Nine Yin White Bone Claw.

In a flash, Chang Dafeng's face was covered in blood.

Chang Dafeng snarled, "Ouch! You dare to grab me? You want to disfigure me, don't you? You vicious old bastard, I knew it! I knew you were jealous of my youth and beauty!"

Grandma Zhu: "..."

Everyone: "..."

Their lips twitched. Aunt Chang, don't be so narcissistic!

Don't you know what you look like?!

"Um, should we separate them?"

"Forget it, look how fiercely these two old ladies are fighting. Who would dare to go up against them? What if they accidentally get hurt and their faces are disfigured?"

As everyone looked, sure enough, the two old ladies used the Nine Yin White Bone Claw on each other, and with a whoosh, their old faces instantly turned into shredded potatoes.

Both old women were still clutching a tuft of hair in their hands, clearly plucked from each other's heads.

Everyone gasped, hiss~

Terrifying! Absolutely terrifying!

Everyone unconsciously touched their hair. Thank goodness, thank goodness, none of them went up!

At this point, nobody mentioned going up to mediate the fight anymore.

Bao Dayan stood at the entrance of the Zhu family's house, watching the two old ladies fight with schadenfreude, her mouth almost stretched to the back of her ears.

She muttered under her breath, "Hit them, hit them, hit them hard! They're all the same, dogs fighting dogs is the best!"

Her eyes darted around, and she said to Fu Jiaojiao, who was standing to the side watching the commotion, with ill intent, "Jiaojiao, your mother-in-law has been beaten up like this, aren't you going to help? If your husband finds out when he gets home from get off work, he'll definitely be angry with you again."

Fu Jiaojiao's relaxed expression immediately changed.

Bao Dayan urged again, "Jiaojiao, your mother-in-law has always treated you well, you should go and help her!"

Fu Jiaojiao looked hesitant.

Cheng Jiajia overheard this and cursed inwardly that Bao Dayan was a real scoundrel.

Neither of these two old ladies is easy to deal with. Sending Fu Jiaojiao, an unarmed woman, to break up the fight is just sending her to get beaten up.

However, she wouldn't say anything. Fu Jiaojiao is an adult, and whether she goes or not is her own choice.

As Fu Jiaojiao hesitated, the battle between the two old ladies intensified, and they fought fiercely, rolling around in each other's arms.

"Ouch, ouch, you wretched bitch!"

While Chang Dafeng was pinching Old Lady Zhu hard, she was kicking wildly. She kicked something and with a loud "bang," someone let out a scream.

With a "thud," something fell to the ground.

Someone screamed, "Oh my god, someone's dead!!!"

Chang Dafeng's pupils dilated in shock, exclaiming, "!!!"

Grandma Zhu stared in shock at Bao Dayan, who had collapsed to the ground, her heart nearly stopping.

"What happened to her?!"

Chang Dafeng felt a pang of guilt. She felt she had kicked him, but could she say so? Of course not! The hospital bills would be substantial, and she couldn't bear to pay them!

So Chang Dafeng took the initiative and shamelessly began to accuse her, "It was you! It was you! It was all your fault! You were the one who kicked the door and knocked her unconscious!"

Grandma Zhu panicked, "I...I didn't mean to..."

Aunt Cao, who had witnessed the whole thing, was stunned. She exclaimed sincerely, "Goodness, it just goes to show that people really need to be kind. Look, this is what they get for it!"

Cheng Jiajia's lips twitched, and she kindly reminded him, "Uh, let's get him to the hospital right away!"