mtlumby2d Chapter 374: Sharpening the knife at night?
Chapter 374: Sharpening the knife at night?
Aunt Wu vividly told Xiuying everything that had happened in the Zhao family, gesturing as she spoke, her expression full of excitement and gloating.
After hearing this, Xiuying couldn't help but burst out laughing, laughing so hard that she fell back and forth, unable to straighten her back.
The two laughed for a long time before gradually stopping. Xiuying panted and said, "I didn't expect the Zhao family to encounter Cuihua's nemesis. It's really bad luck for them."
Aunt Wu nodded repeatedly and agreed, "That's right. I think Cuihua couldn't get married in the first place because of this reason. Who would want to marry such a difficult wife?"
Xiuying continued thoughtfully, "But this He Sange is also a smart man. He passed the hot potato of Cuihua to the Zhao family, and he himself ended up in peace and wandered around the world."
Aunt Wu curled her lips and said disdainfully, "Humph, he's just like that, pushing the trouble onto others."
Xiuying slowly stood up, her expression becoming serious. She sighed softly and said, "But then again, Cuihua is indeed a pitiful child. She lost her mother's love when she was young, her father is so unreliable, and after getting married, she encountered the unreasonable Zhao family. We can't just watch her go on like this. Now is the time to help her."
She turned to look at Dongmei and said, "Dongmei, go to the Zhao family and give these dried sweet potatoes to Cuihua. Tell Cuihua that every household in the village is making money by drying sweet potatoes. Tell her to learn how to do it. At least she can make a living."
Dongmei responded obediently, "Yes, ma'am. I'll go right away and make sure to convey your message." After that, she took the basket of dried sweet potatoes and walked quickly towards the Zhao family.
In the Zhao family's yard, the sun was shining on the ground. Cuihua was sitting quietly on a small stool doing needlework, with such a focused expression that it seemed as if everything around her had nothing to do with her.
The father and sons of the Zhao family are working in the fields at the moment. They don't want to come back and offend Cuihua, who is causing them a headache, for fear that she will cause trouble again.
Tian Guilan was bent over in the chicken coop, cleaning up the chicken manure with great effort, her face full of reluctance.
It all started when Cuihua casually said, "The chicken manure in the chicken coop stinks, Mom? Do you think chickens will eat it?"
When Tian Guilan heard this, she was stunned on the spot, and a terrible scene involuntarily began to appear in her mind: in the dark middle of the night, she was forcibly thrown into the chicken coop by Cuihua, and Cuihua was forcing her to eat chicken manure viciously.
Thinking of this, Tian Guilan couldn't help but shudder, and the cleaning movements of her hands became more flustered.
"Is Cuihua here?"
A crisp sound was heard, and Dongmei walked in with a basket in her hand and a smile on her face.
Cuihua heard the voice, looked up, and saw that it was Dongmei from Xiuying's family. A hint of surprise flashed across her face, but it quickly dimmed. She put down the needle and thread in her hand and timidly looked at Tian Guilan who was cleaning chicken manure.
Her eyes were filled with fear and uneasiness, and she was extremely worried because she remembered her mother had told her not to have any contact with her second aunt Xiuying. If her mother found out, she would probably get scolded again.
Tian Guilan stood in the chicken coop full of chicken manure and smelled terrible. She straightened her back, wiped the sweat from her face with her hand, and glanced at Dongmei with her eyes slanted.
She thought to herself: Cuihua is crazy, whoever messes with her will suffer, and Xiuying actually rushed to her. Humph, just in time for her to have a taste of this crazy person's power, maybe she will be the one to be hanged tonight.
Tian Guilan suddenly forced a smile on her face, but it seemed particularly fake and forced. She said to Cuihua in an uncharacteristic way, "My dear child, this is your second aunt's sister Dongmei, not a stranger. It's inappropriate for her to stand in the yard. Please invite her into the house and have a seat."
When Cuihua heard that her mother allowed her to interact with her second aunt's family, her heart was immediately filled with joy.
Ever since she married into Futian Village, she hasn't had a single close friend with whom she can confide. She suffers in this depressing environment every day, and the loneliness in her heart grows like weeds.
"Sister Dongmei, please come in and sit down." Cuihua warmly invited Dongmei into the main room, her face filled with rare joy.
Seeing this, Tian Guilan also pretended to bring a pot of boiled water, put on a smile and said, "Dongmei, come and drink some water to moisten your throat." After that, she stood aside, her eyes rolling around, staring at the two of them closely, no one knowing what she was thinking in her heart.
Dongmei ignored Tian Guilan. Her eyes fell directly on Cuihua. She took out some dried sweet potatoes from the basket, handed them to Cuihua, and said with a smile, "Cuihua, try some. These are dried sweet potatoes. Everyone in our village is making them. Once they're ready, we can sell them in the shops in the city. We can settle the bill once a month and make a lot of money."
Tian Guilan curled her lips in disdain and said sarcastically, "How can a good sweet potato be delicious if you make it dry? What a waste of time!"
Cuihua ignored Tian Guilan's words. She happily took the dried sweet potatoes handed to her by Dongmei and took a bite without hesitation.
Instantly, her eyes lit up like two twinkling stars, and she said excitedly, "Mmm, delicious! Really fragrant!" Then, she turned her head to look at Tian Guilan, her eyes full of anticipation and determination, and said loudly, "Mom, we want to make dried sweet potatoes and sell them too! Something this delicious will definitely fetch a good price."
Tian Guilan bent over, a flattering smile on her face. She looked at Cuihua with a smile and said softly, "My dear child, but mother doesn't know how to do it. If mother could do it, she would definitely do it."
Dongmei quickly replied, "It's actually very simple. Just cut the sweet potatoes into strips and dry them."
When Cuihua heard this, her eyes widened and she said excitedly, "So simple? Then I want to make it too! Once it's done, I'll sell it in the shop with the villagers."
Then Cuihua began to mutter: "Cut, cut, into strips, one knife, one cut."
Suddenly, she seemed to think of something, and suddenly grabbed Tian Guilan's hand with such force that Tian Guilan screamed in pain.
"Mom, is the knife in our house sharp? How about I get up at night to sharpen it?" Cuihua asked seriously, with a look of determination in her eyes.
When Tian Guilan heard this, she was frightened and her face turned pale instantly. A horrible picture involuntarily emerged in her mind, as if she saw herself being ruthlessly cut into strips by Cuihua, and then dried and sold in the store.
Tian Guilan swallowed in fear and stammered, "My dear child, I can't bear to let you do this. Leave the making of the sweet potato chips to me, and you just take a good rest."
At this moment, Tian Guilan's heart was in her throat. She just wanted to comfort Cuihua quickly, for fear that she would really do something terrible.