After hearing Ru Hua's insightful and eloquent words, Chen Zhancai felt utterly humiliated.
He cursed inwardly, thinking, "That damned ugly hag, that unreasonable and nagging old woman, she actually made him sound completely worthless!"
He clenched his teeth, really wanting to rush over and pin Ru Hua to the ground to give her a good beating, to vent his anger.
But having witnessed Ru Hua's formidable power, he dared not act rashly again.
He grinned mischievously.
"Ruhua, I understand what you're saying. I also want to teach well at the academy and earn money."
But that brat Chen Han, relying on his intelligence and Master Ye's favoritism, doesn't respect me, his third uncle, at all.
If he hadn't badmouthed me behind my back, Master Ye wouldn't have fired me.
And those bookstores—I only copied a few words wrong, and they actually demanded compensation for the paper!
You said I only earn thirty coins a day, but a single sheet of Xuan paper costs one coin.
But those heartless bastards actually made me pay for thirty sheets of Xuan paper in one go, which meant I'd worked for nothing all day.
"I'm just a scholar, how could I possibly go to the docks and carry heavy loads? With my physique, I couldn't even beat a woman like you; I'd be worked to death in less than three days."
Ru Hua took a deep breath and wiped away her tears. "To be honest, even if you wanted to carry heavy loads, I wouldn't want you to. But our family is really running out of food, so you need to find a way to make money as soon as possible."
"You make it sound so easy. I've looked for all the jobs I can find, but no one wants to hire me. What can I do?"
"Then you should set up a stall on the street and write letters for people."
"What did you say? You want me to go out into the street and write letters for people!" Upon hearing this, Chen Zhancai waved his hands repeatedly, "No, no, absolutely not."
Ru Hua frowned slightly in dissatisfaction. "Why not?"
"Those who do this kind of work are either old or disabled. Besides, you can't earn much money writing letters in a day. It's not even enough to cover the hardships of being exposed to the wind and sun."
"Although it's a small profit, it's enough to make a living."
"No, I won't go. I can't afford to lose face like that."
"What's shameful about earning money through your own abilities?"
“Then I won’t go either.” Chen Zhancai felt that setting up a stall on the street was a lowly profession that would be ridiculed and looked down upon, and was simply an insult to civility!
Seeing his stubbornness, Ru Hua's anger, which had just subsided, instantly flared up again.
"Are you going or not?"
Chen Zhancai sensed that something was wrong and swallowed nervously. To avoid getting beaten up, he had no choice but to nod and agree, "Ruhua, don't be angry, I'll go, I'll go, okay!"
"They're like a stubborn mule, they won't budge even when you lead them, they'll only push you back. Hurry up, take your writing brush and ink and set up a stall on the street."
"Okay, I'll go right now, I'll go right now." Chen Zhancai was really scared of Ru Hua's beating, so he quickly picked up his pen and ink, grabbed a chair, and fled the house.
He was so angry he jumped up and down. "You wretched woman! You want me to set up a stall on the street to write letters for you? Write your mother's thighs and dicks! I'm not going to embarrass myself like that!"
He wandered around the street for a while, his mind filled with the image of Liu Fengjiao's sexy and alluring figure, and he couldn't help but feel lustful.
I haven't been close to him for several months, it's time to fulfill my duties as a husband.
He casually found a corner, put the chair down, and walked towards Wang Qizhang's private residence.
Upon reaching the door, Chen Zhancai straightened his clothes and called out, "Is anyone home? Open the door quickly!"
"Who is it?" Wang Ma's voice rang out from the courtyard.
Chen Zhancai hurriedly explained his purpose, "Hello, Aunt Wang, I am Fengjiao's husband. Please open the door, I want to go in and see Fengjiao."
Upon hearing this, Wang Ma's heart tightened. She knew what Liu Fengjiao was doing at that moment, and it would be troublesome if she let her man in.
She quickly made up a lie, "So it's you, Scholar Chen! What a coincidence, Fengjiao went out to buy groceries and hasn't returned yet. Please come again tomorrow!"
"No rush. I happen to have nothing to do today, so I can go in and wait for her."
"That won't do. I'm all alone in the courtyard. If you come in, it'll be a man and a woman alone together. If word gets out, how will I ever face anyone at my age?"
Hearing her say that, Chen Zhancai immediately felt nauseous and got goosebumps.
That old hag is really shameless. With those wrinkles all over her face, her smile could trap a fly. Who would even look at her?
But he was consumed by lust and could not leave easily. "Alright, then I'll wait for Fengjiao to come back at the door."
"Do as you please," Wang Ma said, and hurriedly walked towards the inner courtyard.
At this moment, Liu Fengjiao and Wang Qichang were fighting with all their might, both making their final sprint.
Liu Fengjiao, her eyes glazed with intoxication, was utterly alluring.
Wang Qizhang's body went limp, and he finally reached his peak.
When Wang Ma heard that there was no more movement inside the house, she whispered outside the door, "Godson, get up quickly, Feng Jiao's man is here."
“What’s he doing here? Just send him away.” Elder Wang said with displeasure.
Wang Ma didn't leave, but continued to persuade him, "Godson, I already told you Feng Jiao isn't here, but he's waiting at the door and won't leave. Get up and go through the back, I'll let him in later."
"Alright." Wang Qizhang dared not offend Chen Zhancai, after all, he was a scholar. If he really discovered his wife's affair, he would definitely take it to the authorities. At that time, it wouldn't be just a matter of paying money; he might end up in jail.
He reluctantly put on his clothes, then pinched Liu Fengjiao's cheek.
"Goodness, you said you were only mine, don't let that good-for-nothing touch you again."
"Don't worry, I will definitely do what I promised you. That bastard is probably here to ask for money again. At most, I'll just give him a few coins to get rid of him. He wants to touch my body? He's dreaming!" Liu Fengjiao's eyes were icy cold, and she felt disgusted with Chen Zhancai from the bottom of her heart.
"Zhancai, what brings you here?" Liu Fengjiao opened the door, her face flushed.
Hearing the shout, Chen Zhancai quickly stood up from the steps, turned around and saw Liu Fengjiao with a flushed face, looking puzzled, "Didn't you go to buy groceries? How did you come out of there? And why is your face so red?"
After saying that, he suddenly realized that her blushing was abnormal; this was the complexion one should have after sex. Could it be...?
Liu Fengjiao smiled faintly without blushing or skipping a beat, "In this sweltering heat, and with a basket of vegetables in my arms, it's no wonder my face is red from the sun. What's the big deal? There's a back door to the courtyard, which is closer to the market. I came back through the back door, so of course I opened it from the inside."
"So that's how it is. I thought you..." Chen Zhancai felt something was amiss and swallowed the rest of his words.
"What do you think I am?"
"No, nothing?" Chen Zhancai smiled awkwardly, a hint of passion in his eyes. "Fengjiao, I want to sit in your room for a while. It's been several months, and I've missed you terribly."
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