Ugly girl only wants to farm

When she called out "Sister Zhang," everyone involuntarily turned to look at her.

Grandmother Meng was overjoyed when she saw the person, but her daughter pulled her back.

Meng Jiuhe looked at the woman whose features seemed somewhat familiar, but couldn't quite place where he had seen her before. She just felt a sense of familiarity.

Upon seeing her, Zhang Yueniang quickly went over, took the basket from her hands, pulled her aside, and whispered a few words to her.

"Thank you for thinking of me, but unfortunately it's not a good day. Please forgive me for not having time to greet you."

Zhang Qiao'er shook her head to indicate her understanding.

Xu Chaoyan was not surprised that Zhang Qiao'er came over. She usually came to chat with her older sister or talk about things like flower patterns.

She wasn't good at needlework and couldn't connect with them on a conversation.

Upon seeing the newcomers, she wasn't surprised. She simply gave Meng Jiu a look, signaling him to quickly remove these two powerful figures so as not to disrupt their business. They needed to get busy soon.

After being pulled over by her daughter, Grandma Meng looked displeased. She then launched into a tirade against her.

At this moment, Meng Xiuzhi's expression wasn't much better. She was getting on in years, and in another two years she could be a grandmother herself, yet she'd been scolded by her own mother in front of so many younger relatives; she was losing face. She was trying to figure out how to regain her lost dignity.

While she was still in a daze, Grandmother Meng broke free from her hand and walked over to Zhang Yueniang and the others, saying with a warm smile, "Third girl, it really is you."

Her cry of "Third Sister" was like a thunderclap from a clear sky.

Xu Chaoyan's gaze involuntarily drifted in that direction. Her face was filled with confusion, her eyes questioning Meng Jiuhe as to what was going on.

Meng Jiuhe was still thinking that her grandmother and the others had stayed for a while and it was time to send them back when she was startled by her shout of "Third Sister!" It was like a muffled thunderclap.

He finally realized who this so-called "Third Girl" was. His expression darkened considerably.

At this moment, Meng Jiuxia's expression wasn't much better. She looked at her elder brother, then at her sister-in-law. Judging from her brother's expression just now, she knew he hadn't remembered who it was at all.

Normally, her elder brother attended school in town and rarely saw the villagers. Although she was also young when Zhang Qiao'er and her brother's childhood engagement was broken off, they were from neighboring villages. They would occasionally bump into each other while fishing by the river or gathering firewood in the mountains. Plus, with so many gossipy old women in the village, she overheard some of their chatter and naturally recognized Zhang Qiao'er.

Grandma Meng warmly pulled her hand and sat her down, not forgetting to instruct Meng Jiuxia, "Xia'er, hurry up and pour some water for your sister Qiao'er. Look how much sweat you've shed on the way here, you must be exhausted. We've been so grateful to your parents on this trip to the county, we haven't even thanked them yet."

Zhang Qiao'er maintained her gentle demeanor: "We're all from the same place, so it's only right that we look out for each other when we're traveling."

Grandmother Meng looked at the person in front of her with great satisfaction, completely ignoring her grandson's dark expression.

Zhang Qiao'er softly called out "Brother Meng" and then chatted with her grandmother.

Although Zhang Qiao'er's smile remained as she was being held by the hand, she was inwardly disgusted by the old woman's stench of sweat and the fact that her hair looked like dry straw that hadn't been washed in a long time.

Even when they spoke together, spittle flew everywhere, occasionally landing on the back of his hand. She looked disgusted and took a step back.

The old woman kept crowding around her, asking all sorts of questions. She suppressed her resentment and patiently answered all the questions.

At this moment, Xu Chaoyan looked on with amusement as she watched Grandmother Meng perform.

When Meng Jiuhe saw his wife's expression, he knew that something terrible was about to happen.

He quickly distanced himself from his grandmother and the others, and approached Xu Chaoyan, asking softly, "Wife, is there anything I can help you with? I'm not familiar with her."

Xu Chaoyan pointed ahead with her chin: "Look, your grandmother was able to meet and chat happily with her fellow villager. Why don't you send her some tea and snacks? After all, your grandmother's fellow villager is also your fellow villager sister. We can't neglect her and then blame me for not knowing beforehand."

Upon hearing this, Meng Xiuzhi's eyes lit up and she chimed in, "Mrs. Xu, I didn't expect you to be so understanding. Remember to bring the food over later; we're very hungry."

Meng Jiu was startled when he heard his wife's words. What did she mean? Wasn't she angry? He tried to explain, but didn't know how to begin.

Meng Jiuxia also looked uneasy, wondering if she would be angry. This woman had to come at this time of year, of all times. She glared at her and pretended not to hear her grandmother's instructions.

Seeing that Meng Jiuhe was still standing there without moving, Xu Chaoyan couldn't help but tap the table: "Why aren't you moving? Your fellow villager sister has come, so treat her well."

Zhang Qiao'er glanced over here from time to time, and the lingering affection in her eyes was still caught by Xu Chaoyan, who thought she had hidden it well.

She finally realized who this person had been looking at earlier; it seemed she had misunderstood.

"Why aren't you moving? What are you standing there for? Third daughter finally came over, and you should come over too, grandson. You two haven't seen each other in so long, aren't you even going to say hello?"

After saying that, she glared at Xu Chaoyan fiercely: "You have no sense at all, why don't you hurry up and greet the guests?"

Meng Jiuxia picked up a handkerchief and wiped the table haphazardly a few times, then casually shook off the dust: "Grandmother, please move aside, this table is very dirty. Zhang Qiao'er, please move aside too."

She deliberately smeared it on the person, while giving her older brother a wink and signaling for him to leave quickly.

Zhang Yueniang finally understood. She had been more accommodating to the mother and daughter before, but now she was angry and slammed the basket down heavily, her tone becoming cold.

She had initially thought the girl had taken a liking to her younger brother, but it turned out the girl was using her to get close to her and then set her sights on him; her eyes were practically glued to him. She was somewhat unhappy at being used and also felt a little sorry for the Xu family's daughter.

Fortunately, this person only inquired about some things concerning the two of them. She picked out some unimportant details to mention. She couldn't help but feel a chill when she thought about it carefully, but thankfully she kept her mouth shut and didn't say anything harmful.

Guests began to arrive one after another, and no one paid any attention to the three people. Meng Jiu couldn't understand his wife's expression. Was she angry? She seemed no different from usual, but there was something inexplicable about her.

When Grandmother Meng saw that her granddaughter was disrespecting her in public, she walked over with a gloomy face and pinched her.

"You brat, can't you understand human language? Hurry up and take good care of your sister Qiao'er."

After saying that, he smiled and pulled the person up, walking towards the back kitchen: "Nine and that kid are shy, let's go to the back and take a look."

Zhang Qiao'er looked embarrassed and said, "Grandmother, how about we forget about it? Brother Meng seems to be busy."

I'm really busy today, so I'm sorry for the late update. My hands were also acting up and I kept making typos. Sorry!