Farm Tough Girl-Chapter 194 - 195 Her Man Has Run Away_1

Chapter 194: Chapter 195: Her Man Has Run Away_1

Chapter 194 -195: Her Man Has Run Away_1

Mrs. Ji “thwack” dropped the stick she was using to wash clothes and started yelling at that person in displeasure, “What do you mean I kicked an iron board? How do you speak? Has Tupo Village become their property now? Am I supposed to be scared of her? It’s none of your damn business, stop blabbering nonsense—everyone who’s got nothing better to do can just scram!”

Those people were also startled, “Hey, we were just kindly warning you, no need to lose your temper.”

Mrs. Ji snorted coldly, “Who knows if her husband will ever come back? With her fierce looks, which man would want her? Now that she’s come to her senses, she’s probably thinking of getting as far away as possible. Saying that he went to visit relatives, I bet he ran off!”

Others had always heard Mrs. Ji maligning Muniang’s family, and they couldn’t stand it anymore, so they said, “Why is your heart so malicious? Always wishing bad on people! She went back to visit relatives, and you have to accuse her of running away. Your own husband hasn’t run away. How is Muniang any worse than you?”

“That’s right, Muniang is also good-looking. Why on earth can’t Erlang see that? You always judge others by your petty standards. What did Muniang ever do to you? You’re always cursing her, just a few days ago you cursed her husband to death making her a widow, and now that her husband is back to his senses, you’re cursing him to despise Muniang and run off. Why can’t you get along with Muniang, always begrudging others’ happiness? Your heart, don’t be so dark!”

Shamed by the scolding, Mrs. Ji was raging inside and started shouting, “How am I not wanting the best for her? Everything I say is based on facts! Muniang is Erlang’s wife, right? Why didn’t she bring Muniang back with her when she went to visit her family? It all sounds better than it actually is. That Qiao Muniang probably got dumped by her man and was too ashamed to admit it, so she made up the story about visiting her family. And you fools actually believe it, hmph!”

With this statement, everyone did seem a bit stunned, and it actually made some sense.

However, Mrs. Du suddenly said, “Don’t listen to her nonsense. Can you take anything Mrs. Ji says seriously? Isn’t she the one who starts all the rumors in the village? Now she’s started to fabricate stories about Muniang again. She’s not afraid her tongue will fester and die!”

Thinking about Mrs. Ji’s previous “dark history,” everyone’s trust in what she said dropped a little.

Mrs. Ji couldn’t stand others speaking up for Muniang and was about to start arguing with Mrs. Du, but Mrs. Du cut her off with a cold voice, “Don’t waste my time with your nonsense. I don’t have the spare energy to deal with you. If you’ve got the guts, say it to Muniang’s face! You only know how to bad-mouth people behind their backs, without any shame. Are you just jealous because Muniang is living better than you? If you’re so capable, go make big money, live in a big house, and buy yourself some maidservants!”

With that, Mrs. Du snorted, not even glancing at Mrs. Ji, and walked right past her.

Mrs. Ji was shaking with anger, standing in place and ranting like a madwoman for quite a while. Seeing Mrs. Ji throwing a tantrum, people didn’t bother to say much more, not wanting to touch this bad luck and went their separate ways.

But Mrs. Ji’s words about Muniang today still left a shadow in everyone’s hearts.

“Lady, did you come up with a new idea for Dongxing Building again?” Qingya guessed as she smelled the aroma.

Muniang smiled and said, “No, Mr. Wu has been a big help to us these past few days. It’s only right to thank him properly. A few days ago, I had someone ask what Liu Fu’s young master likes, and I’ll just send some as a gesture of goodwill. Liu Fu said Mr. Wu just likes to eat little sweets, so I’ll make some and send them over. His family is wealthy, so they might not care for anything lavish we could give, but something practical is better.”

Qingya peeked and asked, “What’s this? I’ve never seen it before.”

“You naturally haven’t eaten it before. This is called potato cake. Steam the potatoes until they are soft, mash them into a puree, roll it into a big pancake, then use molds to cut it into various fancy shapes, coat them with flour, and fry them in oil. It’s not difficult to learn.”

Qingya listened intently, her curiosity piqued by the molds by Muniang’s side, “This is quite novel. I’ve never seen such fancy cakes—aren’t everyone’s pancakes round? With these molds, you can make all sorts of fancy cakes. Lady, how did you come up with this?”

“I just had a sudden inspiration to try it. Do you like it?”

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“Yes! I like it!”

Muniang smiled and used a slotted spoon to lift the golden-brown potato cakes out of the oil. Qingya hurriedly brought over an exquisite food box, into which Muniang placed each of the golden potato cakes.

Wu Haoli was indeed at home today, a rarity due to the courtesy call arranged in advance. As soon as the doorman saw Muniang, he eagerly ushered her inside, as if afraid she would remember how he had blocked her from entering last time because of Liu’er.

Muniang, however, showed no emotion, not seeming embarrassed or flattered at all, as if she didn’t remember him whatsoever.

Muniang saw Wu Haoli at Lakeheart Pavilion; he seemed to like lounging there.

“Yo, what have you brought? It smells so good. I could smell it from afar,” Wu Haoli’s eyes immediately fixed on the food box in Muniang’s hands.

Muniang handed over the food box, “A thank-you gift. I made it myself. I hope you don’t disdain my cooking skills.”

Wu Haoli laughed, “I didn’t even help with anything. What’s there to thank me for?”

“It’s the thought that counts. Er Liang’s sudden recovery was unexpected. Otherwise, I would have owed you another big favor.”

Without more than a glance into the food box, Wu Haoli said, “Mashed potatoes, that’s an interesting idea.”

Muniang was slightly surprised, “You’re quite the connoisseur, discerning the ingredients with just one look.”

“I smelled the potatoes. But these oddly shaped cakes are quite novel. How did you make them?”

“With a mold. It’s quite simple. Here, take a look,” Muniang said as she casually took out a mold. She knew Wu Haoli would be interested, so she had brought one especially for him.

Wu Haoli’s eyes lit up. Muniang smiled, knowing he must have spotted a business opportunity. She didn’t elaborate, as his business acumen was no less sharp than hers.

“If you like it, I can give you this idea. Potato cakes aren’t much as gifts, but this isn’t bad, right?” Muniang said with a proud smile.

Just as Wu Haoli was about to speak, a shrill woman’s voice came from the lakeshore, “Wu Haoli! Come out here! I demand an explanation today. Why would you treat me this way, why!”

Muniang was suddenly startled, her first thought being, had his romantic debts come knocking?

But as she turned her head, she realized the woman was dressed as a lady, and appeared to be quite old. Could it be that Wu Haoli had unconventional tastes?

Thinking this, Muniang’s gaze towards Wu Haoli became strange.

Wu Haoli glanced sideways at the woman, his expression unchanged, but Muniang clearly saw a flash of ruthlessness in his eyes.