Ugly girl only wants to farm

Upon hearing this, Grandmother reacted like a cat with its fur standing on end, letting out a loud howl.

“What are you going to do? Where are you taking us? I’m doing just fine here, why do you want to leave? Is your wife causing trouble again? I told you, I can’t marry a wife like you, but you wouldn’t listen. She’s ugly and lazy. I’ve only been here a few days, and you’re already trying to send us back. Let me tell you, I’m not leaving this time. You’ll have to take care of me in my old age.”

Meng Jiuhe had no time for such pleasantries. He simply stared at Meng Xiuzhi and said again, "Aunt, I will hire a carriage to take you back by tomorrow at the latest. I imagine you have things to attend to at home. Our courtyard is rather small, and my wife is currently supporting me entirely. Since Grandmother brought money to you for refuge, please keep your promise to care for her in her old age and see her off in her final days. We will not hold the previous matter against you." (Because he had little affection for them, only disgust and disappointment, he consistently used "you" instead of "you" in his address.)

Meng Xiuzhi's face wasn't much better at the moment. She had only been here for a few days and hadn't gained anything, not even Chunyu. She had originally thought that with her nephew studying here, she could choose a promising partner for her daughter and avoid her having to go back to the village to suffer.

After her husband took her in, he initially pretended to be very kind to her, but after she was swindled out of all her money, his greedy and stingy nature was revealed, and he stopped giving her a friendly look.

Last time, she overheard the old woman next door nagging her, telling her to be careful. Her husband was having an affair with the widow at the west end of the village.

They had bumped into each other a few times on the mountain, but because their sons were getting on in years and their families were not well-off, they hadn't been able to arrange a marriage. Sometimes they would work for others to earn some money, thinking that it would be good to save up for a dowry.

Who knew that that bastard would steal the money she had hidden under the bed? She gambled it all away, and now she absolutely couldn't be sent back in disgrace. Before she left, her husband had told her to get some money from her nephew.

She spent a lot of money helping her older brother with his studies back then, and now it's time for her son to pay it back.

Meng Xiuzhi was so anxious that she didn't know what to do. Zhang Qiao'er gently comforted her from the side, "Grandmother, Aunt, don't take it too seriously. That's just how Brother Meng is. If you really have nowhere to go, you can stay at my house for a while."

Nonsense! The Meng mother and daughter have only been here a short time, and haven't even made a ripple. How could she let them leave so easily? She glanced at Xu Chaoyan out of the corner of her eye and saw that she was still busy outside, her expression still unreadable. She suddenly felt a little unhappy. It seemed that she hadn't added enough fuel to the fire. She had to step up her efforts. The show had only just begun and couldn't be left like this.

Overwhelmed with emotion, Meng Xiuzhi grabbed his hand and kept expressing her gratitude.

"You're so much better, Qiaoya. Unlike that ingrate, he'll get what's coming to him sooner or later. But wouldn't it be inconvenient for us to visit your house? People might gossip about us."

Her question was merely a symbolic inquiry; at that moment, she desperately wanted to stay in the county.

Zhang Qiao'er said enthusiastically, "Aunt, what are you saying, Grandmother? We've known each other for many years, and you're practically family to me. My home is your home."

She had already decided that she definitely couldn't let the mother and daughter live in her yard. The mother and daughter looked greedy and acted like they had never seen the world before. Fortunately, there was a side room next to her house.

It was usually used to store odds and ends, but ever since her dead husband left, the couple didn't have the energy, and the house has been left unused.

Especially during the rainy season, the house is damp, and the roof leaks constantly. It's quite a scene, but having a free place to stay in the county is considered pretty good for them.

Grandma Meng was humiliated by her grandson's harsh words and couldn't save face. Her face was terribly gloomy, and no one paid any attention to her. She cursed her granddaughter several times behind her back. She didn't even get to eat, so she simply dragged her daughter outside for a walk. Before leaving, she stuffed two dry biscuits into her pocket in the kitchen.

Seeing her mother's reaction, Meng Xiuzhi quickly went over and grabbed two more, stuffing them into her bosom.

Grandmother Meng smiled broadly and whispered to her daughter, "I just saw some pickled vegetables over there, take some with you. These pancakes are so dry, they have no flavor at all."

Then, with a fawning expression, she handed Zhang Qiao'er a piece of bread: "Qiao'er, you must be hungry too. Have a piece of bread to tide you over the journey. Tonight, I'll go back and teach that unfilial son a lesson. I'll also make him divorce that ugly wife. She's stingy and ugly. How can she even show her child to anyone? She's really ruining my grandson."

She went about finding a way to back down on her own, and Zhang Qiao'er didn't expose her. She simply pushed her hand away subtly, looking at her with concern.

"Grandma, you can keep it for yourself. Qiao'er only came over after lunch. You're getting old, so eat more; it's good for your health. You've lost a lot of weight since I saw you. It breaks my heart." She then pretended to wipe away tears.

Those hands were like chicken claws, black and yellow. He could vomit just looking at yesterday's leftovers, let alone eating dry, tasteless multigrain pancakes. They were so bland and irritating to his throat.

Meng Jiuhe didn't return until evening. He didn't even have time to say goodbye to his teacher. He thought the matter would be resolved quickly, but it wasn't until evening that he returned to the shop.

As soon as he reached the doorway, his wife came out to greet him.

"Wife, it's so hot outside, what are you doing out here?"

Today the temperature is unusually high, and the scorching sun feels just like summer.

Seeing that his face was sunburned and his nose was peeling, and that he was sweating a lot, Xu Chaoyan quickly pulled him back.

"What have you been doing these past few hours? Were you so busy that you didn't even have time to drink water? Look at you, you're almost dehydrated."

Meng Jiuhe took the water poured by his younger sister, held the bowl, and drank it all in one gulp. He was usually so refined and courteous, which surprised Xu Chaoyan. Had this person not touched a drop of water for the past few hours?

“Qi Yu has sent some good news.” She grabbed Meng Jiuhe’s hand.

"You just got back and you can't rush to drink water, drink slowly."

Meng Jiuhe looked exhausted and obediently withdrew his hand, carefully considering his words, unsure of how to begin.

Seeing the changes in his expression, Xu Chaoyan asked again, "Is the situation not good?"

"No, it's just that we don't know whether this news is good or bad for him."

Xu Chaoyan: "Are you hungry? I'll make you something to eat."

Meng Jiuhe nodded: "I'm hungry, thank you for your hard work, my wife."

Before Xu Chaoyan could move, Meng Jiuxia quickly stopped her: "Sister-in-law, let me go. You must have something to say."

After that, Xu Chao remained silent, waiting for Meng Jiuhe to speak to her.

About fifteen minutes later, Meng Jiuhe organized his thoughts and slowly began to speak.

"Let's go to the county jail together tomorrow to pick up Qi Yu."

Xu Chaoyan's face lit up with joy: "That's wonderful! Aunt Qi no longer has to live in fear. What are you still worried about? But there are other things."

"He can never pursue a career in government again." Both of them remained silent.