Chapter 334: My wife is still not at ease with me doing things?
If they kill Wang Biao, they won't have to worry about anyone coming to cause trouble after they leave.
Having made up her mind, Song Yanxi raised her hand to wipe away the water stains on the table and wrote again: "Go to town tomorrow."
Mo Jinchuan nodded, as if he hadn't noticed her abnormality, and said to himself: "It just so happens that I hunted a tiger today. I will take it to the town tomorrow to exchange money and buy some cotton and cloth.
I don’t think we have much rice or flour left at home. I need to buy some pork to make dumplings, and also buy some lard to make oil.”
Listening to him talking about the trivialities of daily life, Song Yanxi's murderous heart slowly calmed down, and she wrote to ask him whether he had hidden the prey safely.
Uncle Wu and Aunt Wu were both honest farmers. They usually only saw people setting traps to catch pheasants, rabbits and the like. But when they encountered a ferocious animal like a wild boar, they would mobilize the entire village even if the animal fell into a trap.
If they knew that Mo Jinchuan could kill wolves with his bare hands and even hunt tigers, they would probably be so scared that they couldn't sleep all night.
Mo Jinchuan nodded and said in a low voice, "They are all hidden."
He raised his eyebrows slightly and asked with a smile, "My wife, are you still worried about me doing things?"
Song Yanxi was silent for a moment, then wrote on the table: "Noisy."
The candlelight was dim, making it difficult to tell whether the blush on her face was due to shame or anger.
When Aunt Wu had heated up the meal, Uncle Wu came in with the smiling village chief.
The village chief had just come to Song Yanxi to treat his old cold legs two days ago, and today he got a rabbit for free. As soon as he saw them when he entered the door, he smiled so hard that his teeth were showing.
Mo Jinchuan asked him to sit down, but he quickly waved his hand and said, "I won't sit down. I just came to see Pingchuan's wife. I heard from your uncle Wu that you were scared by the unfilial son of the Wang family today.
Pingchuan wife, are you okay? "
Without waiting for Song Yanxi to speak, Aunt Wu slammed the chopsticks in her hand onto the table and said angrily, "How can it be okay? You don't even want to eat a bite of rice. Pingchuan has been coaxing you for a while."
The village chief was biased to begin with, and he became even angrier when he heard this.
He frowned and said angrily: "This beast, he doesn't do anything human, and he still has the nerve to ask me to ask Pingchuan's wife to look at him, what the hell, go eat shit!"
After leaving behind a few soothing words, he left angrily.
Judging from the posture, it is clear that he is going to settle the score with Wang Biao.
If Song Yanxi remembered correctly, the village chief's surname also seemed to be Wang?
As soon as the village chief left, Aunt Wu regained her smile. As she shared the chopsticks, she said cheerfully, "Let them deal with the Wang family's family affairs behind closed doors. Let's eat quickly."
She cut the only two chicken legs in half and placed them evenly in the two bowls.
He could not be refused and said, "You two are the heroes of this family. You need to eat more to replenish your body, otherwise you will not have the strength to go up the mountain tomorrow.
If he hadn't gone up the mountain, how could our family have eaten meat twice in three days?"
She had never dared to even dream of such a wonderful life before.
Uncle Wu also said, "Just eat it, so as not to upset your aunt."
Aunt Wu glared at him and said unhappily, "You old man are the only one who's unhappy all day long. I've never been this happy before. The amount of meat I've eaten in half a month is almost as much as I've eaten in half my lifetime."
She picked up a chicken wing and put it in his bowl, "Even eating can't stop your mouth."
Uncle Wu just smiled and said nothing, looking like he would never talk back no matter how you scold him.
Although Aunt Wu said she disliked it, she did not put the stewed boneless chicken feet into his bowl. At the end, she said, "You are useless. You have good meat but you don't know how to eat it. You only know how to gnaw on the bones."
After dinner, she took advantage of the fact that Uncle Wu and Mo Jinchuan were talking in the main room, and called Song Yanxi into the room, and stuffed something into her in the dark.
He warned her repeatedly, "Open it tomorrow morning, and don't lose it."
Song Yanxi pinched it and it was not difficult to tell what it was from its shape and heavy weight.
Although the amount is not large, it is very likely the family fortune that the old couple has accumulated with great difficulty.
She can't have it.
"You kid, just take it when I give it to you. Don't you think it's too little?"
In the darkness, Song Yanxi couldn't see Aunt Wu's expression, but she could tell from her tone that she was very unhappy.
Without waiting for her to refuse, Aunt Wu said forcefully, "If you still want to recognize me as your aunt, take it. Tomorrow I'll ask Pingchuan to take you to town to buy some clothes.
It's almost Chinese New Year, and it's really inappropriate for me to wear my clothes as an old woman."
As she spoke, she seemed to remember something and urged, "If there's anything left after you sell the things tomorrow, see if there's enough to make Pingchuan a short jacket, or even just a waistcoat.
In the final analysis, you have to love your own man yourself, no one else should care about him!"
Afraid that she had talked too much and Song Yanxi would not want to listen, Aunt Wu did not say anything else and took her out in the dark.
In the main room, although Mo Jinchuan spoke to Uncle Wu from time to time, his eyes never left the door.
Aunt Wu came out and saw it, and immediately laughed and said, "What a loser! I can even eat your wife."
As she spoke, she patted the back of Song Yanxi's hand and said, "Go ahead. If you don't go now, your Pingchuan will come to me later."
Song Yanxi had gotten used to being teased like this many times, and she no longer blushed as much as she did the first few words.
Her current cold and calm appearance is more like the arrogant girl invented by Mo Jinchuan. After eloping, she couldn't bear the hard life and looked down on him, a mere guard's daughter.
You know what, the feeling of pretending to be ignorant when you know the truth, and even bullying others openly, is really wonderful.
It was freezing cold, especially at night. Even the brazier in the main room could not withstand the bone-chilling cold.
Aunt Wu soon couldn't sit still anymore and called out to Uncle Wu to go back and rest.
Before returning to the house, she looked at Mo Jinchuan with disappointment, then turned and left.
The old wooden door was not soundproof, and even if the couple deliberately lowered their voices to speak, their voices still came through.
Aunt Wu said gloomily, "His father, I think Pingchuan is a very good boy, and he is quite good in every way. But you said his wife looks down on him."
"What nonsense are you talking about? I think they are a good couple. Don't worry about them."
Uncle Wu paused, racking his brains before finally coming up with a word. He said sullenly, "They should be what others call respectful to each other. Isn't it nice to be polite?"
"Bullshit, who hasn't had a life yet?"
"Look at you, how come you're already anxious after just a few words? There are so many couples in the world, it's impossible for every family to quarrel like ours all the time."
"Wu Dongsheng, what do you mean? I've been very nice to you these past two days, right?"
"I didn't say anything, go to sleep."
"Just sleep!"
The couple's whisper ended with Uncle Wu's exclamation.
That sound hurts just hearing it.
After a while, Aunt Wu's voice was heard again in the house, "It's not good for Pingchuan to sleep in the living room all day long. If this continues, how long will it take for them to have a child?"
She paused, and said as if she had made up her mind: "No, I have to think of a way."
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