"I can accept the pig's head meat. But what would we do with the pig's intestines? They're smelly, tough, and inedible." The old lady waved her hands repeatedly, "No, no."
Fang Qiao was missing the taste of braised pork intestines, but cleaning them was too much trouble. She was in postpartum confinement and couldn't do it herself. She didn't know if Cheng Baidong would mind if she asked him to.
Fang Qiao's probing glances kept flying towards Cheng Baidong, and how could Cheng Baidong, with his keen senses, not notice?
He sensed it the moment she glanced at him.
"want to?"
Fang Qiao nodded: "Braised pork intestines are delicious. I haven't had them in a long time, but they're a bit of a hassle to prepare."
"Trouble is nothing." Cheng Baidong turned to Cheng Hui and asked, "Brother, I'll take both the pig intestines and the pig's face. How much?"
"The village chief said that if you want it, he will give you a price of one cent per pound."
"OK."
Cheng Baidong followed his cousin to the brigade headquarters with the basin from home. Just as they reached the intersection, they saw a group of people gathered in front of the brigade headquarters.
"It's already noon, why are there still so many people?"
Cheng Hui shook his head: "I don't know, there was no one at the brigade headquarters when I went to look for you."
As the two got closer, they realized that the people surrounding the brigade headquarters were not from Chengzhuang Village.
Squeezing through the crowd and walking to the very back, Cheng Baidong saw the brigade leader and village head of Daxuzhuang, with Cheng Yajun tightly bound by hemp rope next to them.
Cheng Yajun's clothes were completely black, and his face was covered in a layer of black ash, as if he had just crawled out of a fire scene.
In fact, he had just crawled out of the fire scene; he had set fire to Jiang Moli's kitchen.
Cheng Yajun is a stubborn person.
He said that if he wanted to marry Jiang Moli, he had to actually marry her.
Whether he loves someone or not is secondary; what he hates is being looked down upon by others!
After all, everyone in the surrounding villages knew that Jiang Moli was Cheng Yajun's betrothed, but when the time came, she refused to marry him and instead went on a blind date with another man, wanting to dump him.
He'd already been cuckolded, but he wasn't going to back down. If Jiang Moli dumped him, where would his pride be? How could he ever face anyone in the underworld again?
So, early this morning, Cheng Yajun escaped from the brick factory by climbing over the wall and arrived at Jiang Moli's front door on time.
[Go back and tell Jiang Moli to prepare her dowry. I'll come to marry her on the appointed day! If she dares not marry me, don't blame me for turning my back on her!]
He said a month ago that he would come to marry me on the appointed day, so even though he had nothing, he came on time by himself.
When Jiang Moli saw that he had come alone, without a matchmaker, without any musical instruments, without a wedding procession, and even wearing work clothes, she didn't take him seriously at all, and would never agree to marry him.
"Go away, I won't marry you."
If Jiang Moli dares not to marry him, then Cheng Yajun, that stubborn bastard, will really turn against her.
Right in front of Jiang Moli, they set fire to her kitchen. The north wind blew the fire over the wall, igniting the straw stacks outside and almost burning down her main room as well.
He set the fire but didn't run away. Instead, he swaggered up to the roof of Jiang Moli's house and watched the villagers fetch water to put out the fire. Only after the fire was extinguished did he leisurely jump down from the roof, walk up to Jiang Moli, and ask again, "Can I marry you now?"
Jiang Moli would never dare to marry someone who would set fires at the slightest disagreement.
She opened her mouth and said, "No!"
As soon as he uttered the word "no," Cheng Yajun suddenly struck a match and threw it at Jiang Moli's head.
No one expected Cheng Yajun to dare commit violence in front of everyone, and no one could react for a moment.
The match ignited the tip of Jiang Moli's hair. Her hair was dry and caught fire very quickly. The flame shot up high with a "whoosh" and instantly set her hair ablaze.
The high temperature scorched her skin, making Jiang Moli's cheeks sting.
"Ah—" she screamed in fright, her face filled with terror.
"Help! Help! Help!"
There was a commotion at the scene, but just then someone brought over a bucket of water.
With a splash, the entire bucket of cold water was poured over Jiang Moli's head.
The cold water extinguished the flames, but Jiang Moli's beautiful hair also turned to ashes in an instant.
Her face was covered in black ash from burned hair. When she touched it, her cheeks were covered in black fingerprints, and her skin felt burning and painful to the touch.
The entire process lasted only a dozen seconds, but it was the most desperate moment Jiang Moli had ever experienced in her entire life.
She was completely stunned, and after she came to her senses, she broke down in tears.
"Mom! Mom? My face hurts so much! My face hurts so much! Am I disfigured? Waaaaah, I don't want to be disfigured!"
Jiang Moli cried without any regard for her image, with tears and snot streaming down her face.
She cried and cursed Cheng Yajun, "You're crazy! You're insane! You're a complete madman! I hate you!"
Cheng Yajun completely ignored her scolding and stubbornly asked again, "Will you marry me or not?"
Jiang Moli trembled, and in fright, she hid behind her family members: "No! I won't marry him! He's too scary, he's a madman! I don't want to marry him! I don't want to!"
Jiang Moli's mother quickly protected her, saying, "No, no, we won't marry her."
The captain who rushed over upon hearing the news was also enraged by Cheng Yajun's attitude.
"How dare he! He's bullying the people of my great Xu Village! Guards, tie this beast up!"
"Tie me up then! At worst, I'll be punished by being sent to work in a kiln! I'm not afraid!" Cheng Yajun remained calm and didn't forget to threaten Jiang Moli again from afar: "Jiang Moli, remember this: if you don't marry me, I'll be back!"
Jiang Moli trembled again in fright.
She was genuinely scared this time!
At the same time, I really regret it.
She regretted that she had provoked Cheng Yajun, a lunatic, just to live the good life she dreamed of!
She simply can't afford to mess with such a madman!
Moreover, the Cheng family is no longer enjoying any good days.
The wealthy member of the Cheng family is Cheng Baidong, but Cheng Baidong is not dead. He has fallen out with his family over the issue of seizing the house. No matter how much money he earns in the future, he will not be filial to his elders, nor will he give Cheng Yajun a single penny.
Marrying into the Cheng family at this point would be a waste of her life.
But what if I don't marry...
Who knows what other outrageous things Cheng Yajun, that madman, might do next?
what to do?
What should she do?
Waaaaah...
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