The most disgusting thing is this kind of tantrum, because the other party is not trying to reason, but just wants to take advantage!
"Let go of me! What kind of behavior is this?" The old Party Secretary was also furious.
It's one thing for Aunt Wang to be unreasonable, but she's slapping the face of the Party Secretary, accusing him of being unfair in his dealings!
Manhua noticed that Ning Yuan's expression was off, and her father-in-law was furious, but it wasn't appropriate for a man to step in and intervene.
She quickly pressed Ning Yuan down: "Xiao Ning, don't worry, I'll do it."
After saying that, she immediately called for other women to come and pull Aunt Wang away, while issuing a stern warning—
"Aunt Wang, how about I go and call Scholar Wang to come and see how his mother forcibly took credit for others' work and how she made a fool of herself by being greedy for small gains? Let's see if he can still find a girlfriend then."
Upon hearing this, Aunt Wang's hand froze.
Wang Xiucai was her son. True to his name, he was well-educated, finishing high school. He considered himself comparable to the educated youth sent to the countryside and was the most cultured person in the village. He was arrogant and very concerned about his reputation.
It's the time of year for me to find a wife, and I'm currently looking for a partner.
Aunt Wang was caught off guard and immediately held her breath, her chest heaving with anger.
"You...you're all biased towards this girl!"
Manhua sneered, "Scholar's wife, whether you're biased or not, everyone can see it. If you're not ashamed, I can let people from other villages know!"
"You..." Aunt Wang was furious.
But she didn't dare take her anger out on Manhua, the village secretary's wife, so she blamed Ningyuan, a girl with no connections or background in the village.
She glared angrily at Ning Yuan and released her grip: "You little brat, Ning, you'll remember this! This isn't over!"
Is it so easy to take advantage of Aunt Wang?! Humph!
After saying that, she got up, grabbed her share of meat, and walked away angrily.
The farce came to an end, and everyone continued to happily divide the meat. Manhua breathed a sigh of relief and pulled Ningyuan aside.
"Were you about to hit her? If you had actually kicked that shrew Aunt Wang in front of so many people, you would have lost all your reasoning."
Ning Yuan pursed her lips and said sullenly, "I just find people who can't get enough of taking advantage of others disgusting."
Manhua smiled, her expression somewhat somber: "Silly girl, since we've married into this village and our household registration is in the countryside, we'll never be able to return to the city. So there are some tricks to dealing with these shrewish women and hooligans in the village."
She genuinely felt sorry for Ning Yuan, who had married a reformed element, making her someone who couldn't hold her head up in the village.
That's why Ning Yuan tries so hard to be nice to her father-in-law; she can understand it.
Ning Yuan looked at Man Hua, remained silent for a while, and nodded: "Then I'll ask you, Sister Man Hua, if I don't understand anything in the future."
She couldn't tell Manhua that there would be plenty of opportunities to return to the city in the future, and that many people who returned to the city divorced their husbands or wives in the village.
Seeing that Ning Yuan had learned her lesson, Man Hua smiled and said, "That's right."
Tang Zhenzhen watched coldly as Ning Yuan seemed unaffected, then gave a disgruntled snort and turned to leave.
This Aunt Wang is a good-for-nothing.
However, if she could make things difficult for Ning Yuan, then her efforts to sow discord would not have been in vain.
"Zhenzhen, wait for me!" Huang Xuehong and Qin Xiaoxia quickly followed.
Qin Xiaoxia turned her head and watched Ning Yuan and Man Hua talking. She was puzzled. How could Ning Yuan have such a good relationship with Man Hua, the scorekeeper and the village chief's daughter-in-law?
I thought Ning Yuan's life would be ruined by marrying that reformer, but I never expected that she would actually get on the good side of the village party secretary.
It seems that Ning Yuan is really different from the dull and timid girl she used to be.
I'm still in the village, so there's no need to offend Ning Yuan to death for Tang Zhenzhen's sake.
...
As darkness fell, the production team finished work early that day.
The village was like a festival, with the aroma of meat filling the smoke from every household's chimney.
These days, meat is scarce, and even wild boar offal can be used to make many dishes.
Some people even smoked wild boar meat.
Ning Yuan returned to the cowshed, but Rong Zhaonan had returned even earlier than her.
Today, a group of villagers went up the mountain to cut firewood, hoping to catch a wild boar. However, they failed to catch the boar and ended up rolling down the mountain. Everyone suffered minor injuries and came to Rong Zhaonan for treatment.
So Rong Zhaonan didn't need to go to the fields in the afternoon. He just helped treat people's wounds and swept the cowshed.
When Ning Yuan returned, Rong Zhaonan had already cooked sweet potato porridge—their staple food.
"We can stir-fry river shrimp and eat fish tonight." Ning Yuan was carrying a basket of river shrimp and four or five palm-sized fish.
She went to the river to collect shrimp traps today; there were quite a few shrimp and small fish in the traps.
Reborn in the late 1970s, she resolutely refused to live a frugal life to the point of starvation.
Rong Zhaonan took the fish basket from her hand and said casually, "I'll go kill the fish. You wash your hands and feet and rest for a bit. We're going up the mountain tonight."
Watching Rong Zhaonan's natural movements, Ning Yuan inexplicably thought of the phrase "daily life of a married couple."
Her ears burned with embarrassment, and she turned around and hurriedly went to wash her hands and feet.
Yes, she's going to be a nun and focus on her career for the rest of her life; she mustn't be seduced by men!
Besides, Rong Zhaonan was not someone she should or could think about; he later married a woman of equal social standing.
Ning Yuan ran away like a frightened rabbit again.
Rong Zhaonan's eyes were cold and piercing. Did he look scary? Or was she really frightened last night?
That's all the mental fortitude a little spy has. Tsk, useless.
After dinner, the two went up the mountain together.
Once inside the cave, the firewood used to smoke the meat had gone out, and the wild boar meat wasn't ready yet.
So the two of them built another smoking stove and continued smoking the meat.
Ning Yuan stared at the meat sizzling and emitting a barbecue aroma. She couldn't help but swallow several times, trying to distract herself by adding more firewood.
Suddenly, a long, slender hand offered several skewers of grilled meat: "Want some?"
Ning Yuan was taken aback before realizing that Rong Zhaonan had casually sliced off a few skewers of meat, skewered them, and grilled them.
Ning Yuan felt a warmth in her heart and smiled, saying, "Thank you!"
Rong Zhaonan looked at her big, crescent-shaped eyes sparkling in the firelight. He turned his face away and said casually, "I'm not grilling them for you. I'm grilling them for myself. If I can't finish them, I'll give you a couple of skewers."
Ning Yuan: "?"
She didn't seem to say anything, so why is Boss Rong explaining things on his own?
"Okay." She nodded indifferently.
As Ning Yuan ate the fragrant meat skewers and looked at the glistening, semi-finished smoked meat, she suddenly said, "Let's smoke the meat properly and make it look good. I'll find some time to go to the county town and sell some of the meat to make money."
Now that she has a ticket, she can go to the city to exchange it for grain, and while she's at it, she can sell some meat for money to buy a lot of things to improve her life.
Rong Zhaonan frowned slightly: "If someone catches you selling meat on the black market, it won't do you any good."
Writing a self-criticism is too lenient; if things get worse, she could be arrested, especially since she's now his "wife," this reformer.
Ning Yuan finished the last meat skewer, licked her lips with lingering satisfaction, and said, "I'll be careful, otherwise, if we stay this poor forever, when will it ever end?"
We're all about to reform and open up; the bold will thrive, and the timid will starve.
Rong Zhaonan's cold gaze swept over her slightly oily lips, and he suddenly became somewhat absent-minded.
She can't sit still while eating, like a rabbit or a cat, licking her lips with her little tongue as she eats. Is the meat really that delicious?
Hmm, even her mouth looks delicious...
Rong Zhaonan felt that he was also a little hungry.
He casually sliced off two more skewers of meat and put them on the fire to grill.
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