"So what do you want to do? What good will beating him up do?" Madam Liang shook her head helplessly. "Alright, Fugui, let's just forget about it!"
Liang Fugui angrily flung his sleeves and said, "Forget it. My wife has been groped all over by that bastard. How can I let it go so easily? If I don't beat him to death today, I'll really be a coward."
"You..." These words were like rubbing salt into Liang's wounds. Struggling to hold back her tears, she looked at Liang Fugui with a mixture of anger and pain, her voice trembling with sobs.
"You heartless bastard, you keep saying you don't care, but I think you care to death. Go now, go and beat that scoundrel who makes you feel ashamed to death. If you don't go, you're not a man with backbone, you're just a coward."
After being disturbed by the commotion, Liang Fugui calmed down and realized that he had said some harsh words, so he quickly stepped forward to explain.
"No, honey, that's not what I meant. If we can't make sugar, what will we do in the future? I'm just worried!"
"What's the use of your anxiety?" Mrs. Liang understood that everything the man did was to ensure a good life for the family.
She took a deep breath, trying to calm her anger and make her voice sound as calm as possible.
"Fugui, stop making trouble. Maybe we should just give up."
Liang Fugui was still unwilling to give up. "Wife, we have no way out now. If we can't boil down the newly delivered beets into sugar, we'll have to beg for food."
“You make it sound so easy. We’ve already tried, but we just can’t make it. If we keep going, we’ll lose all our capital. Just listen to my advice. Let’s go find Qingya and talk to her properly. Let’s sell the beets to her and then we can settle down and farm those few acres of land. How about that?”
"No way, the Chen family hates me now. They'd love for our sugar beets to rot, they're not going to buy them out of kindness."
Liang Fugui shook his head disapprovingly, paused for a moment, and muttered to himself,
"It must be the wrong recipe, or something went wrong in our process that caused us to fail to make the sugar."
As he spoke, he looked at Liang with a pleading expression, "Daughter-in-law, why don't you go and lure Erdanzi here again, and we'll ask him what he thinks?"
When Liang heard that she was being told to seduce Erdanzi, she stomped her feet in anger, "Are you ever going to stop? You go if you want, I'm not going."
“My dear wife, I don’t want this either, but for the sake of our family being able to make sugar, please bear with it a little longer. Don’t worry this time, as long as you bring him home, I will never let him take advantage of you like last time.”
"You make it sound so easy. Ever since that incident, Erdanzi acts like he's seen a ghost whenever he sees me. He runs away as soon as he catches a glimpse of me. I can't possibly go to his house to look for him, can I? That would be like throwing a lamb to the slaughter. If something really happens, you'll regret it."
After listening to Liang's words, Liang Fugui thought about it and realized that she was right. If he really offered himself up, something bad would definitely happen. No, if that happened, he would really become a living turtle.
He frowned, wringing his hands anxiously, "If we don't know what kind of rice water this sugar is made from, our family will be doomed."
"Fugui, even now, how can you still be so stubborn and unenlightened!"
Madam Liang was so angry her face turned pale. She wanted nothing more than to slap Liang Fugui twice to bring him to his senses.
"It's nothing like what Erdanzi said. In my opinion, the Chen family didn't make white sugar from rice water at all, but from something else."
"That's because Erdanzi made a fool of us!"
“He wasn’t lying; the Chen family did indeed pour white broth into the pot while making the soup.”
"How did you know?" Liang Fugui was taken aback.
Liang laughed self-deprecatingly, "It's no secret at all. A couple of days ago, I was chatting with the women in the village who work for the Chen family, and they all knew about it. I casually said, 'It's just rice water,' but those old women covered their mouths and chuckled, ignoring my comment."
"If that's the case, then we must have made a mistake in one of the steps."
“You, you, why don’t you understand what I mean? Think about it carefully. If the Chen family really made white sugar from rice water, it wouldn’t be just a little bit. It would definitely require a lot of grain. But we’ve never seen the Chen family buy it in large quantities. This shows that the white sugar is definitely not made from rice water.” Madam Liang said what was on her mind.
Upon hearing this, Liang Fugui suddenly realized, "That's right, everyone in the Chen family is shrewd. How could they let others know the secret recipe for making white sugar so easily? That son of a bitch Erdanzi dared to lie to me."
Even if we know he lied to us, what can we do?
"Don't worry, wife, I won't let Erdanzi get away with this."
Liang Fugui's lips curled up, and he let out two cold laughs.
"Wife, starting tomorrow we'll continue making brown sugar. As for the white sugar, don't worry about it. I'll definitely find a way to get the secret recipe."
Knowing that further discussion was pointless, Madam Liang could only nod in agreement, "Alright, no matter what, these sweet vegetables have already been delivered. We can't let them rot without boiling them into sugar."
That night, Liang Fugui tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep.
Hearing his wife's even breathing, he quietly got up, put on his shoes, and got out of bed.
He went to the outer room, picked up the kitchen knife on the cutting board, and went out.
After being tricked by Liang Fugui and his wife, Erdanzi never dared to pass by Liang's house alone again. He would either find someone to accompany him or take a longer route and walk through the ditch in front of the village.
Today, he went home early, ate a quick bite, and planned to go to bed.
Lying on the kang (a heated brick bed), he recalled the scene of pinning Liang down that day, and felt a fire burning in his lower abdomen. He was so angry; he was just a hair's breadth away from succeeding.
It's all that son of a bitch Liang Fugui's fault! Couldn't he have come in a little later? Even if it was just to let him experience a woman's pleasure for a little while, he would have gotten his money's worth, even if he got a beating...
The more he thought about it, the more upset he became; the swelling kept him tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep...
Liang Fugui, with a kitchen knife tucked into his waistband, went straight to Erdanzi's house. Seeing the house was dark, he gently pushed the door open, only to find it bolted.
Damn it, you think you can stump him with this little trick?
Cursing under his breath, he took the kitchen knife from his waist, inserted it into the crack in the door, and slowly moved the bolt. With a click, the bolt was moved open.
He gently pushed open the door, stepped inside, and saw Erdanzi lying stiffly on the kang (a heated brick bed), his crotch bulging with a large bulge...
Liang Fugui stepped forward and held a cleaver to Erdanzi's neck, his face vicious. "You son of a bitch, you dared to lie to me! I'll kill you..."
At this moment, Erdanzi was flirting with Liangshi in his dream. The beauty had obediently prepared everything and was beckoning him with her finger, urging him to hurry up.
He felt he was about to touch that sacred, soft place he longed for...
Suddenly, I felt a chill on my neck, followed by Liang Fugui's scolding voice in my ear.
The angry voice startled Erdanzi awake instantly.
"Brother Fugui, spare me! Spare me!"
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