Chapter 250
Song Chunhua took out a lunchbox and said to Ling Wu in a nonchalant tone, "I can't finish the rest. You don't have to eat it if you don't like it."
After she finished speaking, she got up and placed the metal lunchbox on the rack in the pot, which was propped up with chopsticks, to heat it up.
As soon as she turned around, she saw Lingwu had already taken the medicine bowl and gone out to wash the dishes.
When Ling Wu returned, Song Chunhua was sitting on a small stool facing her.
The moonlight made the old woman's white hair shine, but the moonlight did not make her any gentler.
Her eyebrows were still raised as she spoke to Ling Wu, "Water requires effort to fetch from the village entrance. If you don't use it sparingly, are you trying to kill me with exhaustion?"
"Grandma, don't worry, the water tank will be full every day from now on," Ling Wu replied with a smile from the doorway.
This time, the old woman didn't scold her. Instead, she got up and stepped forward to pat her head with her calloused hands.
"Could it be that I really have a fever?" Song Chunhua murmured to herself, her face filled with undisguised guilt.
Knowing that she didn't believe her, Lingwu pulled Song Chunhua and led her to the water vat in the yard. "Grandma, look, this is how they repay me by carrying water after I taught them to do their homework."
Looking at the full tank of water, Song Chunhua was still somewhat dazed.
She left in a hurry this morning and didn't have time to fetch water; there was only a small half-full tank left when she left.
She knew better than anyone whether this brat could handle water.
“This…” Song Chunhua opened her mouth.
"Grandma, Xiaowu used to be so stubborn. She only finally came to her senses after you gave her a beating."
Song Chunhua's initial daze slowly dissipated, and upon hearing this, she felt both amused and annoyed. "What? How about another beating? Let's see if we can turn you into a great scientist?"
"Hmm? Does Grandma hope that Xiaowu will become a scientist in the future?" Lingwu asked seriously.
"Who cares what you become in the future!" Song Chunhua let go of Ling Wu's hand.
She knew her tone was a bit harsh, but she still couldn't change her personality that she had developed over the years.
He added, "Whether you do manual labor or run errands, as long as you don't steal or rob, I can die in peace. Otherwise..."
"Otherwise, if I go down there, I'll be letting your mother and grandfather down."
As she spoke, she looked up at the big, bright moon in the sky.
Little did she know that Lingwu had taken her unintentional words to heart.
the scientist……
Song Chunhua poured the heated food from the lunchbox into a bowl.
"This lunchbox is borrowed from someone else. They may not care, but we need to be observant. We should eat the food in our own bowls and then return the lunchbox to the owner after washing it clean."
She herself was unaware of her own teaching by example, but Ling Wu saw it clearly.
Looking at the two large bowls of food, Lingwu got up and got two pairs of chopsticks.
"I already said I've eaten. Do you have a bug in your ear, girl?"
"Grandma, I can't finish it, it will be a waste."
"...I must have committed some terrible sin in my past life to have met such a stupid girl like you!"
After a hearty meal, the grandmother and granddaughter sat down in the courtyard. Song Chunhua held a large palm-leaf fan in her hand, and she slowly waved it to drive away the mosquitoes.
Lingwu sat beside her, occasionally resting her head on Song Chunhua's lap.
Perhaps it was the perfect atmosphere, but Song Chunhua patted Lingwu with one hand and held a palm-leaf fan in the other, slowly recounting the story that had been passed down by word of mouth.
"A fairy lives on the moon..."
next day
On their way to the school in the neighboring village, Song Chunhua and Ling Wu encountered many villagers from Wanyue Village.
The villagers always treated the two as if they didn't exist, and the few who tried to greet them were stopped by the people next to them.
The man's face was full of mockery, "You greet them without worrying about getting yourselves tainted with their shabby air!"
"They're quite pitiful too..."
The man spat, interrupting him: "Pitiful? Wait until the day I come to your house, then you won't even have a place to cry!"
His voice was very loud; it seemed like he was whispering, but it was actually just short of being a loudspeaker.
Ling Wu tightened her grip on Song Chunhua's hand.
Ling Wu didn't speak, because Song Chunhua patted the back of her hand, signaling her not to talk.
Song Chunhua turned her head. "Ha! I'll sit in front of your house tomorrow. I want to see if I can bring you to your death, or your whole family to your death!"
She sighed deeply, glanced at the man from head to toe, and, considering Ling Wu's presence, changed the curse she was about to utter several times:
"With your fat head and big ears, it's better if you die, so you won't have a big mouth that doesn't eat, and instead use that eye on your head to poop and pee all day on the ridges of the fields."
After Song Chunhua finished speaking, she pulled Ling Wu forward.
Lingwu turned to look at the person.
The man hadn't figured it out while he was in the field. When he finally did, his face turned bright red, and he pulled up his trouser leg to chase after them, but was stopped by the person next to him.
"Stop chasing her. She said she'd come to your doorstep tomorrow. You'd better think of a way to prevent her from coming."
But the man was furious and was about to swear at someone about genitals when he looked up and met Ling Wu's gaze as she turned to look at him.
The little girl's eyes were particularly striking.
It was clearly clean and deep, stretching as far as the eye could see, yet he seemed to see the wailing of ten thousand ghosts, and on the dark surface of the water were rows of ghastly white skeletal hands…
But soon, the little girl turned her head away.
But the image of those eyes was deeply etched in his mind.
Ling Wu's head was slapped by Song Chunhua, "If you look again, I'll send you to his house!"
The person remained frozen in place for a long time before being shoved awake by the people next to them.
"What are you thinking about? Are you possessed?!"
The man remained silent for a short while before regaining some of his senses.
What are you thinking about!?
His face was deathly pale. After a long while, he muttered to himself, "I need to stay away from them, keep my distance, I can't mess with them..."
This incident didn't leave much of a ripple in Song Chunhua's heart, after all, she had lived like this for decades.
She could recite the things those people said about her behind her back with her eyes closed, but since the little girl was here today, she had to be firm.
"Grandma, when Xiaowu becomes successful in the future, I'll take you away from Wanyue Village, okay?"
"If you're going to amount to anything, leave now. Don't stay by my side. I'm already tired of seeing you!"
"Yes, Xiaowu will take Grandma with her."
"You brat, I think you're tired of living!" Song Chunhua said, but she was secretly overjoyed.
Xiao Wu hopes that Grandma will live to be a hundred years old.
"..."
That's how they arrived at the school in the next village, through a series of questions and answers.
The sound of reading aloud was sparse, and the young man holding the book couldn't help but sigh.
These days, there are actually quite a few children who can go to school, but they are mostly boys. Boys are pampered like treasures at home, and even their sisters have to give way to them, which makes it difficult for most of them to endure the hardship of studying.
To achieve success, one needs either exceptional talent or ten years of diligent study.
Thinking of her exceptional talent, Li Rangqing recalled the little girl with a face covered in ash and skin as thin as a chick.
"Sigh..." he sighed.
The bell rang, signaling the end of get out of class.
As soon as Li Rangqing stepped out of the classroom, he saw the little girl he had just been talking about.
He hesitated until he saw Ling Wu's faded old clothes, and then he was certain of Ling Wu's identity.
"Xiao Wu?"
"Mmm," Ling Wu replied.
Song Chunhua, who had been cold and hard just moments before, was now very obsequious. She smiled and said, "Teacher Li, I am this stinky... Guan Lingwu's maternal grandmother."
Li Rangqing waited until Song Chunhua finished speaking before smiling gently, "I've heard Xiao Wu mention you before. If you don't mind, come to my house with Xiao Wu for a hot meal today. I was just thinking of inviting you to dinner."
"Please, please me? This...this...I...did this brat do something? You, you just tell me, I can, I can compensate." Song Chunhua stammered, not knowing what to do with her hands.
Li Rangqing could see Song Chunhua's unease with the naked eye, and felt a mix of emotions.
I've heard for years that Xiao Wu's maternal grandmother has a bad temper.
But looking at her today, the old woman, so thin she was practically skin and bones, was even trembling as she spoke…
It's clear that it was that group of people bullying the old man and the young man!
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