Transmigrated as a Farm Family's Stepsister, My Big Shot Brothers Are a Bit Doting

Qin Huiyin transmigrated into a book. Her mother was a pretty widow who married three times, a 'flower' of the village. When her mother married for the second time, Qin Huiyin gained a vill...

Chapter 38: Revenge

Chapter 38: Revenge

Tang Dafu leaned on his crutches and slowly walked a few steps.

He walked very slowly at first, but as he became more proficient, the nervousness on his face dissipated a little.

At this time, Qin Huiyin was making cold hand-torn rabbit in the kitchen. While making it, Qin Huiyin taught Tang Luwu, and the two sisters got along more and more harmoniously.

Li Taohua supported Tang Dafu and saw that he could walk. She said unhappily, "It's good enough that you can take these few steps today. You can't eat a big fat man in one breath. If you fall again, you will really become a disabled person."

"Wife, even if my leg recovers, there will be some defects. Please don't despise me. I will listen to you in everything." Tang Dafu said flatteringly.

Qin Huiyin listened to the sounds outside and shook her head gently.

She had seen domineering CEOs, princes, and emperors in novels, but this was the first time she had seen the ancient peasant version of the love brain.

"Sister Luwu, do you still remember your mother?"

"Yes, I remember." Tang Luwu nodded, "but my memory is a little fuzzy, I almost forgot what she looked like."

"So when your mother was around, how was her relationship with Uncle Tang?"

"They are just like Wang Laoshi and his wife in the village. My father is no different from most men in the village. He can do the work he should do, such as working in the fields, but he never does any housework. He is even less capable of making my mother happy. There has never been anyone like my father making Aunt Li happy."

Qin Huiyin originally just wanted to have a heart-to-heart talk with Tang Luwu to bring their relationship closer, but she didn't want the other person to be affected by old things.

Since those memories are not good ones, there is no need to talk about them anymore.

"Yinyin, are beautiful women happier?" Tang Luwu's eyes trembled as she forced a forced smile. "Seeing how my father treated Aunt Li, you wouldn't believe me if I said I didn't have some thoughts. I always wondered why my mother didn't deserve my father to make her happy since she gave birth to three children for my father?"

"What do you think is the definition of happiness?" Qin Huiyin said.

"Happiness is to have someone like Aunt Li who loves you, pampers you and protects you..."

"Why do you think happiness is given by others? If a person loves you very much in the early stage and gives you everything, and suddenly one day he meets another girl and he thinks that girl is more to his liking, so he no longer loves you and loves someone else, what will you do at that time?"

"I don't know...If you like someone, shouldn't you be devoted to him/her?"

"If a woman's happiness is to pin all her hopes on a man's sincerity, then that is really the saddest thing in the world. I will not let others choose me, I will only choose my own happiness. I want a man to feel that being chosen by me is his luck in life, not that it is my luck that he chooses me."

Tang Yi smiled: "..."

Should he remind his two sisters that they are still several years away from coming of age and it is too early to talk about this now?

The conversation between Qin Huiyin and Tang Luwu did have a sense of children pretending to be adults. The two of them talked about the definition of happiness with their childish faces, and their words were all about men. If it were in modern times, it would be a bit weird, but in this era it is the most normal thing.

Qin Huiyin has the appearance of a young girl, but her soul is that of an adult. Tang Luwu was born and raised in ancient times, and girls in ancient times always matured early. She is now twelve years old, thirteen in lunar age, which is the age for engagement in many families. She has experienced a lot, and has seen so many girls of the same age who have suffered hardships, and she has a lot of feelings.

Wang's gloating voice came from Tang Jiang's house next door: "Dad, there's big news. Song Zhixing fell into the toilet and ate half of his shit and urine. No one dared to pull him out. It was his wife who spent 30 cents to ask Song Jue from next door to pull him out."

"Is he alright?"

"Who knows? You don't even know his wife. She's so stingy that she won't call a doctor for him."

The Tang family listened to a piece of gossip for free. Thinking about what Uncle Song had done to Song Ruize, they felt that he deserved it all.

"What's the food next door? Eat, eat, eat. All they do is eat. They're in a lot of debt but still feel like eating. They're in a hurry to be reincarnated!"

"Okay, stop interfering in other people's business. They don't eat your food, so why should you mind?"

"Yes, they have food to eat, but I married a loser who can't even have a good meal..." Wang cursed at Tang Jiang again.

Tang Jiang didn't dare to talk back.

They talked about building the dam again.

Tang Jiang has a son who works as a clerk in a blacksmith shop and rarely comes home. The old couple lives in the village with their daughter. Logically, his family can afford the two taels of silver, but from what they said, they don't want to waste the money. Besides, repairing the dam not only provides three meals a day, but also money for work, which is quite cost-effective.

Qin Huiyin didn't go into the city to set up a stall these days. She spent more time in and out of the village and found that the village was quite lively.

"Damn it! They were fine last night, but all the chickens died early this morning. Song Zhixing, you useless man, did you feed the chickens something inedible?"

When I passed by the fenced yard of Uncle Song's second uncle, I happened to hear the couple arguing.

Song Zhixing had just made a fool of himself and had stayed at home without daring to come out. Now he was scolded by his wife, feeling embarrassed, and he retorted with a red face.

"Where did I feed them? Didn't you feed them the rotten eggs you brought back from your mother's house yesterday?"

"I've never heard of rotten eggs killing chickens."

"Anyway, I didn't feed them. If you want to find out the reason, it must be the problem with those rotten eggs you brought back..."

Qin Huiyin carried a basket up the mountain, looked for some wild fungus, picked some wild fruits, and dug some bamboo shoots.

"Huh..." Qin Huiyin saw a fat bamboo rat running out of a hole while digging bamboo shoots, and hurriedly chased after it.

Crash! My feet slipped and my body fell downwards.

Oops! This is a trap.

Qin Huiyin thought that there might be a mechanism under the trap, especially one that prevented the prey from climbing up, such as a sharpened bamboo piece.

If she falls like this, won't she turn into a hedgehog?

Turning into a hedgehog is considered a mild disaster, but there is a high possibility that the eyes or facial features will be pricked, and you will become an ugly monster that cannot be seen by anyone in the future.

A hand grabbed her arm and pulled her up.

Qin Huiyin returned to the ground and looked up at the boy in front of her: "Song Ruize, thank you for saving me."

Song Ruize ignored her, picked up the shoulder pole and continued walking into the mountains.

Qin Huiyin hesitated for a moment, then trotted after him: "Song Ruize, take me with you, there are a lot of good things in there, I want to go look for them."