Hearing the villagers' curses, Meng Yongfu's face turned ashen with rage, and his hair stood on end.
He didn't care at all and grabbed a broom to sweep over Ma Xiangu.
"He's just a conman who freeloads and has no real skills, so he makes money through dishonest means all day long!"
They can't even catch the monster, yet they dare to turn around and accuse others!
"I think you're tired of living!"
Their Meng family's reputation is already as bad as it gets. If they were also charged with trying to burn Su Hua to death, they would never be able to stay in Shanghe Village again.
Moreover, if that brat Su Hua finds out, who knows what tricks she'll come up with to deal with them!
"Ouch, my goodness!" Ma Xiangu cried out in pain as she was beaten, knowing that she would not get the money back today.
His hand, which had been pulling at the gate, slipped off and he spat at Meng Yongfu with a dark expression.
A glob of phlegm landed right on the man's forehead.
"Pah! What kind of name is Yongfu?!"
I, Ma Xiangu, hereby declare: with your Meng family's vicious, heartless, and filthy ways, don't even think about holding onto your wealth forever.
They couldn't even hold onto people!
Those who live a life of petty scheming and despicable behavior are destined to end up ruining their families, losing their descendants, and dying without descendants!
Having said that, he slipped away and ran.
Hearing this solemn curse, Meng Yongfu's chest heaved with anger, and he threw the shattered broom at Ma Xiangu's retreating figure.
"Pah! You're the one who ruins your family and will have no descendants! You can't even keep your own family, you'll be lonely and miserable your whole life..."
What a load of bullshit fortune teller.
The vast fortune of the Meng family was all earned by Meng Yongfu through painstaking efforts and hard work, not through any crooked means.
It's laughable that they think they can ruin his family's fortune with just a few words!
But no sooner had he finished speaking than a rough cry of pain rang out from the courtyard, "Dad, come quick! Your son is in pain again, waaaaah, it hurts so much..."
The man's face darkened further. He flicked his wide sleeves and slammed the courtyard gate shut, leaving behind a group of villagers looking at each other with wide eyes, full of gossip.
"Oh dear, what's wrong with Meng Fu? Where does he hurt?"
"Ever since I caught him having an affair with the Liang family's daughter, I've heard him yelling in the middle of the night every day."
"Yeah, that sound is weird, like something shameful. Could it be that its manhood was damaged by a tile?"
"If this goes wrong, the Meng family will truly be wiped out..."
Meanwhile, at the small courtyard at the end of the village.
The whole place reeked of a foul odor.
The entire Meng family, young and old, were covered in mud, and they were all black mud figures.
Especially the three Su brothers, from head to toe, were covered in black mud.
The firewood in the stove burned countless times, and even with several bathtubs in the outhouse working together, it wasn't enough.
Madam Qian held the bronze mirror tightly, unwilling to let go, and kept exclaiming, "Hua'er, the effects of your beauty herbs are amazing! Second Sister-in-law's face has become much whiter."
She doesn't look like a woman who has given birth; she looks more like a fifteen or sixteen-year-old unmarried girl!
Previously, they worked in the fields every day, facing the yellow earth with their backs to the sky, exposed to the wind and sun. After the spring flowers bloomed, their skin on their face and body became worse and worse day by day.
Unexpectedly, after swallowing this bowl of herbal soup, it felt like a snake shedding its skin.
Even the usually reserved Zhao couldn't help but frequently glance at the mirror.
No girl doesn't love beauty.
No matter how old you are.
Just a few days ago, she was telling her husband that she had developed new wrinkles, but now, after drinking the beauty medicine given to her by Hua'er, the new wrinkles around her eyes have disappeared without a trace, and even the wrinkles from before have faded considerably.
Su Dahu raised an eyebrow and glanced at his wife, a hint of doting in his eyes. "Putting aside whether she's fair-skinned or not, my back was always sore from carrying bags at the town's dock a few years ago. Now that I'm out of the mud, I feel lighter from the inside out."
“Yes, yes, yes!” Su Erhu nodded repeatedly from the side.
Her eyes gleamed with a sharp light. "Hua'er, if this beauty potion were sold, it would probably be far more popular than spicy snails or hot pot."
The moment those words left his mouth, he was immediately shoved on the head.
"All you ever do is sell, sell, sell. Is this something that can actually be sold?" Su Bai put her hand away, raised her eyes and glared at him. "Hasn't Meng Yun'er learned her lesson about inviting the Fairy Ma yesterday?"
Once this beauty potion is launched, all sorts of rumors will circulate. People will say that Hua'er is a monster in disguise, creating these demonic potions.
Hua'er only shared this secret recipe with you because you are her brother, sister-in-law, aunt, and nephew. Don't cause any trouble.
"Yes, Mother is right." Su Erhu clutched his head in pain, his face flushed with embarrassment. "I was just saying it casually, don't take it seriously, don't take it seriously, it was just a joke."
He likes doing business and making money.
But sacrificing his own sister's safety was absolutely out of the question.
Su Hua's lips curled slightly.
It has to be said, old ginger is indeed spicier.
Su Baishi is right. Some money can be earned, but some money should never be earned. This so-called beauty medicine is one of them.
The little girl who was burned alive by Ma Xiangu is the best example. She didn't keep a low profile when she should have, and in the end, she only brought trouble upon herself.
After all, the land during the reign of Yu the Great was vast and rich in resources. This Fairy Ma may not have any real skills, but who knows if there were any powerful sorcerers or experts out there? Back then, the monk who predicted her fate when she was born sounded quite capable.
If such a capable person were truly invited, it's unknown whether one would be condemned to become a wandering ghost.
Seeing that Su Erhu was truly focused on nothing else, Madam Su pulled Su Hua aside and pointed to the small wooden house not far away, "Hua'er, what has Jinhan been busy with lately? I haven't seen him for the past two days."
Su Hua raised her almond-shaped eyes slightly, landing on the woman's worried eyes, and couldn't help but want to laugh.
"Mother, are you suggesting that some of this beauty medicine be left for him?"
"Hey!" Seeing that her thoughts had been exposed, Madam Su Bai didn't try to hide it anymore. "I was thinking that since this medicine can expel some impurities from our bodies, it should also be of some use to his legs."
"Don't worry, Mother, I've kept them all." Su Hua smiled gently.
No one knows what kind of bewitching potion Xiao Jinhan gave his mother.
Whenever Su Baishi had something good, she never forgot to give it to him. You could say she treated him no worse than she treated Su Dahu's three sons.
However, the poison on Xiao Jinhan's leg could not be cured by the spatial water droplets. The key was to rely on silver needles and the subsequent Three-Flower Medicine Guide. Of course, these matters concerned Xiao Jinhan's privacy, so she did not tell her family.
After she finished brewing the medicine, she went to his cabin, but no one was there.
He must have been in the county dealing with Wang Chunfu and Su Sui and hadn't returned.
It's April, and the flowering season for the red trumpet vine, one of the three medicinal ingredients, is almost here. Once Wang Chunfu's business is settled, it will be time to go to Fuhu Mountain to find red trumpet vine for him.
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