The aunties from the sewing team all gathered around, beaming with joy as they looked at the order for about thirty school uniforms, encouraging each other.
Those aunties from the neighboring village who mocked them last time were bored at home. Hearing that the sewing team had received an order, they rushed over to find out what was going on.
They initially thought the sewing team had landed a big order, but when they peered inside, they all burst out laughing.
"Haha, you've been busy for over ten days and only received thirty pieces of clothing? That's hilarious."
"Are they secretly using our village's share of cloth under the guise of serving the collective to make clothes for themselves?"
Ling Huanwu and the aunties in the sewing team all ignored them, continuing their work with their hands and feet.
The gossipy aunties, finding the situation uninteresting, slunk away.
Ling Huanwu glanced at the dejected Lin Xiaoqin, and the other aunties who, though smiling, had dark expressions in their eyes. She clapped her hands to cheer them up, "Dear comrades, do you know that the school that just came to order school uniforms is going to the city to participate in the provincial choir competition?"
Upon hearing this, the team members, who had been lacking in energy just moments before, instantly perked up. "Really? So Captain Ling, you're playing the long game, trying to get more people to see our sewing team!"
"Then we definitely need to work even harder this time!"
"Yes, yes, let's do our best!"
The aunties all made cheering gestures to encourage themselves.
Ling Huanwu was momentarily dazed when she suddenly remembered Zhou Jiuzhen pouting and asking her for a kiss to cheer her on.
She sniffed, sat down, and began designing the new school uniform.
After some time, Zhao Jingxiang rushed in, carrying a thermos, panting, and said, "Comrade Ling, something terrible has happened! Your brother-in-law is in trouble! You'd better go and see him right away!"
Zhao Jingxiang looked very anxious, and Ling Huanwu's heart skipped a beat when she heard this.
Zhou Jiuzhen has already gotten into trouble. If Zhou Shuyao gets into trouble too, his mother-in-law definitely won't be able to accept such a blow.
Without thinking twice, Ling Huanwu put down the completed drawing and rushed outside.
As soon as Ling Huanwu went out, the aunties put down their work and followed her out.
Lin Xiaoqin hurriedly trimmed the loose threads on her clothes and got up to follow him out. Turning her head, she saw Zhao Jingxiang, who had just been anxious, now with a gloomy and indifferent expression, staring blankly at Ling Huanwu's back. He looked just like a crocodile staring intently at its prey, which was inexplicably chilling.
But in an instant, Zhao Jingxiang's anxious expression returned, and he followed. The change in his expression was so drastic that Lin Xiaoqin thought she had misread it and hurriedly followed after him.
Unbeknownst to her, Zhao Jingxiang had only taken a few steps out of the warehouse when he quietly turned back around and went back to the warehouse where the sewing team was located, where he put away the blueprint on the table...
When Ling Huanwu and her group arrived at the drying ground, it was already surrounded by people, three layers deep.
Instinctively, Ling Huanwu assumed that Zhou Shuyao had been fighting with someone and was badly injured. She pushed through the crowd and went in, while loudly instructing the villagers around her not to go back and tell Wang Guihua.
To her surprise, when she arrived in the center of the crowd and saw the scene inside, she almost vomited up her lunch.
The top of the threshing machine, which usually stood in the center of the threshing ground, had been lifted. Inside, Zhou Shuyao and Song Yaoyao, their clothes disheveled, were embracing each other with satisfied expressions. It was obvious what they had been doing inside!
Qin Jinshen, who was disguised as a villager in the crowd, and Ma, the guard, exchanged a glance, their expressions full of anticipation for a good show.
For some reason, Ling Huanwu finally couldn't hold back her nausea and started vomiting while holding onto the threshing machine.
This vomiting was quite something. Zhou Shuyao, who had been holding his wife in the threshing machine, slowly smiled and patted the woman's back, softly muttering to comfort her, "Wife, I'm so sorry, it's all my fault, making your morning sickness so bad..."
Because Ling Huanwu was vomiting so badly, she didn't hear what the man inside the threshing machine was saying at all. Lin Xiaoqin, on the other hand, was worriedly patting her back and asking, "Did you eat something unclean, or did you vomit after seeing these two unclean things?"
Originally, this wouldn't have been a big deal, but the scene was just too shocking.
Underneath Song Yaoyao's tattered clothes inside the threshing machine, one could see bruises all over her body. It was unclear how long the two of them had been soaking inside, but the smell was utterly disgusting.
Some of the aunties who had just finished eating were also clutching their chests and vomiting violently.
But after hearing Zhou Shuyao's words, Qin Jinshen seemed to realize something, and he was struck as if by lightning, almost losing his balance.
The aunties around were still gossiping, "We haven't seen Zhou's second son and his wife for the past few nights. Could they have been in the threshing machine for days and nights?"
"Tsk tsk, these two really know how to have fun. They keep saying they have someone they like, but behind the scenes they act like they're having an affair, haha..."
The surrounding chatter was so loud that Zhou Shuyao and Song Yaoyao, who were exhausted from working on the threshing machine, were finally awakened by the noise outside.
"ah……"
Song Yaoyao screamed and quickly pulled Zhou Shuyao in front of her to shield her, afraid that everyone would see her disheveled and exposed appearance, completely unaware that the onlookers had already seen everything they wanted to see.
When Zhou Shuyao was pulled like that, half of his body was exposed. When he vaguely realized that the person in his arms was Song Yaoyao, his face turned black.
When he looked up again and glanced around at the onlookers, he was so frightened when he caught sight of Ling Huanwu out of the corner of his eye.
"Huan... Huanwu!"
Zhou Shuyao hurriedly broke free from Song Yaoyao's octopus-like grip on his hands and feet, and in a panic, he flipped himself out of the threshing machine. He tried to grab Ling Huanwu's hand to explain, "I... I don't know why I'm here. It seems like I was knocked unconscious a few days ago and stuffed in here!"
The more he explained, the more anxious he became. Suddenly, something occurred to him, and his eyes lit up. "It must have been that scoundrel Zhao Jingxiang who did it. He just wants you to give up on me. Yes, it must be him. You have to believe me. I've been loyal to you all year and have never betrayed you..."
Seeing that his hand was about to touch her, Ling Huanwu could no longer bear it and kicked him to the ground.
“Zhou Shuyao, what you and your wife do is none of my business, but you two can’t just think about your own enjoyment and leave your three children at home for our mother to take care of!”
After Ling Huanwu finished speaking, she wiped away the tears that had just seeped from the corners of her eyes. Worried about her mother-in-law having to take care of Zhou Jiuzhen and the child, she hurriedly rushed back.
Behind him, Zhou Shuyao, who had not eaten or drunk for days and nights, was kicked to the ground, his eyes vacant as he stared at the sky, motionless as if he had lost his soul.
He knew that Huanwu would never forgive him...
This side.
As soon as Ling Huanwu returned home, she saw her mother-in-law feeding Zhou Jiuzhen while keeping an eye on the triplets running around to prevent them from causing trouble. She wished she had three heads and six arms to keep the triplets by her side.
Seeing her mother-in-law working so hard, Ling Huanwu couldn't help but go over and hug her tightly, her eyes welling up with tears.
She was completely unaware that a gaze was hidden in the bushes by the door, watching her every move.
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