Old Mrs. Chen frowned, staring at Chen Qingqing and her brother with disgust, gritting her teeth in hatred, "Old Liu, how dare you pull in just anyone?"
Although Liu Laohan was easygoing, he was also stubborn when he got going. He glanced at Chen Laotai with dissatisfaction and said, "Sister-in-law, Qingya pays for the ride, so why can't I give her a ride? As for you, you can sit if you want, or get off if you don't."
Old Chen was also taken aback for a moment, but then he quickly smiled and tried to smooth things over, "Old Han, your sister-in-law just spoke without thinking, she was just saying it casually, don't take it to heart, let's go!"
Grandma Chen was speechless for a long time after being choked up. Looking at the bolts of cotton cloth and bags of rice and flour on the cart, she smiled awkwardly and changed the subject, "Brother Liu, you've struck it rich! Why are you buying so much good food?"
"How could a mere cart driver like me afford all this? It was all Qing'er who bought it." Old Liu had long disapproved of the Chen couple's favoritism. With a mocking smile, he looked down at Old Mrs. Chen and said, "Qing'er is a filial child. After selling the ginseng, she thought of letting her parents eat well. Zhan Shan and his wife are truly blessed!"
After Liu Laohan finished speaking, he cracked his whip, and the oxcart slowly moved forward.
"To kill someone is to destroy their spirit." Chen Qingqing almost burst out laughing on the spot. Liu Laohan clearly knew that he had already severed ties with Chen Laotai's family, yet he still said such things, obviously mocking them for being blind.
Sure enough, when Grandma Chen heard that the whole truckload of things was bought by Chen Qingqing, she was extremely envious.
A huge sack of polished rice, wheat flour, and even pork and lard—it made my eyes water with envy.
He cursed inwardly, never realizing this brat had such abilities; she was just a fool with a fever.
But don't get too excited yet. One day I'll show you that experience counts.
She glared at Chen Qingqing, quickly turned her face away, and hurled a veiled insult at Old Man Chen, who was also gritting his teeth.
"You old geezer, why are you glaring at me like that? I'll show you how arrogant you are today, and I'll deal with you in a few days."
"Old woman, what are you doing? What's wrong with me?"
"What the hell's wrong with your legs? Just sit still and stop talking nonsense!"
"What did I do to offend you? Why are you cursing at me?" Old Chen looked bewildered.
Old Mrs. Chen spat, "So what if I scold you? You have to listen to me even if I scold you."
Liu Laohan, who was driving the cart, turned around and looked back irritably. "Old lady, if you two old folks want to argue, get off the cart and do it there. Don't keep shouting in the cart. If you upset the cow, we'll all fall into the ditch."
Grandma Chen really wanted to get out of the car and walk, but then she thought that the heat would make her faint, so she decided against it!
She said sullenly, "Fine, then you can leave now. I won't say anything more." With that, she angrily crossed her arms and turned to look into the distance.
The oxcart slowly drove into the village and stopped at the entrance.
Chen Qingqing jumped down from the carriage, took out twenty-two coins and handed them to Liu Laohan, "Grandpa Liu, thank you for waiting for us for so long. Could you help me take my things home later?"
"Alright, kid, don't be so polite. Just let me know in advance if you're going to town next time."
Old Liu took the money, feeling quite pleased. In the past, many women had ridden in his car into town, but no one had ever given him an extra penny when he returned with their goods. This girl was different; she was sensible.
"Grandpa Liu, I've got it. Chen Han will be going to school in town in a few days, and I'll definitely need to trouble you then." Chen Qingqing deliberately raised her voice.
"Young Han is going to school, that's great! When you go to register, Grandpa will take you there, and I won't charge you a penny."
"Okay, thank you, Grandpa Liu."
Old Mrs. Chen was already extremely envious when she saw that Chen Qingqing had given Liu Laohan twenty-two coins for the fare.
Upon suddenly hearing that Chen Han was also going to town to study, she was so angry that she almost fell off the oxcart, but luckily Old Man Chen caught her in time.
He wanted to get angry, but couldn't vent it, so he glared fiercely at Old Man Chen.
At this moment, the women who were chatting at the entrance of the village saw the oxcart stop and gathered around it.
Upon seeing the cart full of goods, they all showed expressions of shock. They had already heard from the village head's wife that Qingya had dug up ginseng.
Based on this truckload of good stuff alone, the ginseng must have made a lot of money.
When Li, the village head's wife, saw Chen Qingqing, she greeted her with a smile, "Qing'er, you're back! Did you sell the ginseng in town?"
"Auntie, the pharmacies in town were short of ginseng, so Doctor Miao from Huichuntang bought some and sold it for one hundred taels of silver."
Chen Qingqing smiled and took a new pot, five sets of bowls and chopsticks, and a box of pastries from the oxcart.
"Auntie, the pot and bowls I borrowed from you are worn out, so it's not appropriate to return them to you. I happened to be on my way to town today, so I bought you a new set. I was supposed to deliver them to your house myself, but since we ran into each other, I thought I'd give them to you!"
After she finished speaking, she handed the box of pastries in her hand to the village head's wife, "I didn't know what kind of pastries you liked, so I brought you a box of Ruyi cakes from the pastry shop in town. Please don't mind."
“We’re all from the same village, anyone would help with this. Why are you being so polite with me, kid? Take the snacks back to your mother, I can’t accept them.”
"Auntie, if you hadn't lent me your pots and pans, we wouldn't have been able to cook. This is just a small token of my appreciation, please accept it."
The village head's wife grinned from ear to ear, "What a grateful child! Your grandparents kicked your family out, I think they'll regret it sooner or later."
Chen Qingqing smiled but didn't say anything.
When Old Mrs. Chen saw Chen Qingqing giving pots, pans, and snacks to the village head's wife, she was furious. This spendthrift! Her own grandmother is here, yet she gives away such delicious snacks to others. She's a heartless ingrate.
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