Chapter 127 Cooking for the Important Person
They had walked quite a distance when they could still hear the curses and wails behind them.
Those insults—what son would use to curse his mother?
Chen Cuihua was heartbroken, but this only strengthened her resolve to break with them.
"Erzhu, would you please go to town with your aunt and sell the pig?"
Erzhu readily agreed.
“Okay, Auntie, I’ll go find an oxcart.”
Chen Cuihua was very decisive and sold the pig on the spot.
After selling it to the pork stall, he bought several dozen kilograms of pork from them.
She readily distributed five jin to Erzhu and the others, gave five jin to the village head's family, and gave ten jin to Granny Liu's family!
Grandma Liu and her family were frightened again.
Did the old lady get another ten pounds of pork after going out for a trip?
It was given to me by that stingy Chen Cuihua!
The daughter-in-law immediately said, "Mom, I won't stop you from going out for a stroll from now on."
The son stopped him, saying, "We have to stop her, otherwise she'll be able to leave Ming'an County."
Chen Cuihua took the remaining dozen or so kilograms of meat back to Lu Qingqing's house.
This was the first time in her life she had been so bold and unrestrained.
No more having to feed those lazybones.
They work hard to raise pigs for a year, but they can't bear to eat pork to their heart's content!
Chen Cuihua, she wasn't born a petty and calculating person!
She sold two pigs for a total of 18 taels of silver, and then took out half of it to give to Lu Qingqing.
Lu Qingqing naturally refused.
"Aunt Cuihua, you still need to buy a courtyard to live in. Keep the money safe."
"I can live alone. I can build a thatched hut and use the money I have. I can eat three cornbreads a day and eat my fill until I die."
What's this?
Are you just going to coast along and wait to die?
She didn't leave those people to live that kind of life.
Lu Qingqing waved her hand: "I don't want the money, just keep it."
"Aunt Cuihua, I have a question for you. What's wrong with Qiaoxiu?"
"Qiaoxiu?"
Chen Cuihua's eyes showed a hint of heartache, but she quickly concealed it.
He said bitterly, "They're all debt collectors! She's even lazier than her two brothers; she won't even leave the house, you can't beat her out of there!"
"How lazy is she? Has she always been like this?"
"no."
Speaking of this, Chen Cuihua felt that her life was miserable again.
"In the past, Qiaoxiu was actually quite nice. She wasn't very talkative, but she still helped me feed the chickens and pigs, cook, and do laundry."
Later, she became increasingly lazy, unresponsive to scolding or beatings. Once, Lu Xingde almost beat her to death… but even that didn't change her laziness!
Chen Cuihua turned her back and wiped away her tears, then said, "What kind of seed produces what kind of seedling? None of Lu Xingde's seeds are good."
Why isn't there a single one like me!
Lu Qingqing then asked, "When did she start becoming lazy?"
"When did it start? It's been several years..."
Chen Cuihua shook her head. She couldn't remember, and she didn't know when it started; maybe it was gradual...
She's too busy to pay attention.
“I save her some good food, but she doesn’t say anything. I buy her new clothes, but she doesn’t seem happy.”
She seemed not to hear me being cursed at by those bastards.
Anyway, they're just like that family, all ingrates!
But Chen Cuihua's biggest worry was still her daughter.
Because Lu Xingde really hit her.
After she left, will Lu Xingde take his resentment out on his daughter?
Or, sell her to an old man for money?
"Aunt Cuihua, is it possible that Qiaoxiu is sick?" Lu Qingqing asked with a serious expression.
"Sick? She's not sick, she just looks a bit thin."
"It's not a physical illness, it's a mental one."
Lu Qingqing suspects that Qiaoxiu has depression.
That kind of family environment is quite possible.
Chen Cuihua didn't understand anything about mental or physical matters, and looked completely bewildered.
"Little sister, dinner is ready!" Lu Feng called from the kitchen.
I stewed a pot of meat today, and it smells so good.
It was as if Chen Cuihua had an extra rope in her mind, one end in the kitchen, the other pulling her along.
Before, when she was at home, she would only cook meat a few times, and she would never smell it or see it. By the time she finished her work and came home, all that was left were bones.
The aroma of this meat is even more enticing than the taste itself.
"Let's eat first, we can talk about it another day when we see Qiaoxiu."
"oh oh."
Chen Cuihua felt very uncomfortable.
She noticed that Old Man Lu kept a sullen face and didn't say much, so she assumed he disliked her being there.
He awkwardly explained, "Second brother, I'll have someone build a thatched hut for us, and then we'll move out. It won't be long; it'll only take a day to set it up."
Old Man Lu waved his hand, "Sister-in-law, you can stay here for now, there's no rush."
He was distracted because of his wife's situation and didn't want to eat.
Countless questions swirled in my mind, and I couldn't wait to find out the answers.
Of course, what I want even more is... to find that person!
But after all these years, where can we find it?
"Dad, don't think about it too much, let's eat first."
Lu Qingqing served rice to her father.
They rebuilt Shan Yueming's grave, but Lu Feng and Lu Yun were unaware of the empty coffin.
At this moment, the two thought that Old Man Lu was feeling unwell, so one poured him water and the other tried to cheer him up.
Old Man Lu finally relaxed.
"Eat up the meat! There's such a big pot of it, sister-in-law, eat up!"
The family was living in harmony, which made Chen Cuihua feel extremely sad.
Lu Xingde is incompetent yet acts arrogantly. Where did she go wrong? Lu Lao Er is indeed a thousand times, ten thousand times better than him!
He's inferior, but he won't admit it!
The children she raises are no different from hers...
Chen Cuihua sniffed.
Lu Qingqing paused with her chopsticks.
"Hey? Where's Qingqing's husband? Is he in his room?" Chen Cuihua suddenly remembered.
All twelve eyes—five large and one small—were fixed on her.
"who?"
...
Achoo!
In the kitchen behind the county government office, Xu Rui sneezed, neither too hard nor too softly.
"Young master, are you suffering from the fumes? May I serve you?"
Seeing the young master rolling up his sleeves, chopping vegetables, and starting a fire, Fu Leng was extremely anxious.
How could we let our young master do such vulgar things!
The young master's hands are for holding a pen and jade, not for holding dark firewood!
"No need, it's more fun to do it yourself."
Aunt Zhou squatted at the door, her face as long as a donkey's.
"Just say you think my cooking is bad, why are you being so shameless?"
"Give me my wages, and I won't be coming tomorrow!"
You know your cooking is bad?!
Fu Leng was about to retort when Xu Rui explained:
"Sister Zhou, you misunderstand. It's just that I think I'm clumsy and can't even cook, so I'm practicing."
Aunt Zhou felt embarrassed again.
The magistrate's son is a kind and polite person; she shouldn't have said that.
“How could you be stupid? Young master, this is not your job. This is all our servants’ work. You should rest.”
"There's no such thing as being born that way. Aunt Zhou is a servant who cooks for me."
"I am but a servant, cooking for those of far greater importance."
Aunt Zhou: I understand a little.
It's like this: I'll serve you, and you go serve someone more expensive.
Fu Leng was astonished.
In this Ming'an County, who is more valuable than the young master?
Who would dare eat the food prepared by the young master!
...
"My goodness!"
Chen Cuihua shouted:
"You mean that man is the magistrate's son?"
"He personally started the fire and cooked noodles for me?"
"My God, this is shortening my lifespan!"
"My goodness, I said he's too delicate and useless, will he punish me?"
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