Ugly girl only wants to farm

Meng Jiu stared at her blankly, thinking he hadn't heard her clearly, and asked again, "Wife, what did you say?"

Xu Chaoyan threw the clothes over his head, her voice full of anger: "What did I say? Didn't you say you were going to have dinner with someone? How come you ended up in someone's daughter's bed? What else do you expect me to say? I said get up and write the divorce papers right now."

Meng Xiuzhi and Zhang's mother stood there stunned, unable to react for a long time. They thought Xu would make a scene, and they would have to put in a lot of effort. Little did they know that she would speak directly about something that was somewhat different from their plans.

Zhang Qiao'er sat at the foot of the bed, her eyes brimming with tears, and looked at Xu Chaoyan: "Brother Meng, he probably didn't do it on purpose, he just drank too much. Don't blame him, and don't yell at him so loudly."

The woman's sassy tone infuriated Xu Chaoyan, who wanted nothing more than to grab her hair and beat her to a pulp to vent her anger.

Zhang's mother frowned and quickly grabbed a piece of clothing to wrap her daughter up tightly.

Then she coughed heavily a few more times before Meng Xiuzhi realized what was happening.

"Xu, what are you saying? There's no such thing as divorce in this world. Don't even think about it except for divorce. You used those despicable means to marry into our family. Now you haven't even uttered a fart. Of the three unfilial acts, the greatest is having no offspring. We should have divorced you long ago."

Xu Chaoyan knew that Meng Xiuzhi was definitely behind this. How could Meng Jiuhe and a few drinks make him fall asleep for no reason?

She was furious. This man had no guard up at all; he'd been tricked into bed, and he still looked completely bewildered. It would be a lie to say she wasn't angry; she wanted nothing more than to make him climb Mount Shu.

Meng Jiuhe was still dizzy and confused, but now, hearing everyone talking at once, he understood his situation and remembered what had just happened.

He pulled off his clothes and hurriedly put them on, then quickly explained to Xu Chaoyan, "That woman and I really have nothing going on. You've misunderstood me. Don't you know what kind of person I am?"

Seeing that he was so eager to explain that he had even tied his belt wrong, Xu Chaoyan was both annoyed and amused: "You and her have nothing going on? Then how did you end up in her bed? She was crying and acting all wronged. If you still have feelings for her, you should have told me earlier. I would have made room for you two. Why do something so sneaky? I'm not that shameless."

The more Meng Jiuhe tried to explain, the more flustered he became, and his hands became increasingly erratic.

His disheveled appearance did indeed make him look rather pathetic. Just now, his father, who was feeling a bit dizzy, had spilled wine all over him.

He planned to wipe himself clean, but his aunt kindly brought him some hangover soup. He was still somewhat wary of his aunt and refused to take the bowl she offered.

Meng Xiuzhi took a sip in front of him, and only then did he feel relieved. He didn't want to go back in such a disheveled state and cause his wife worry.

When Meng Xiuzhi saw him take the bowl, a smug smile appeared on his lips.

After hesitating for a moment while holding the bowl, Meng Jiuhe finally placed it on the table beside him.

After those few small glasses of wine, his head was getting increasingly dizzy. Adding to his confusion, his clothes were stained with quite a bit of wine. He clearly remembered going to Zhang's father's room, intending to take off his outer garment, wash it clean, and let the smell of alcohol dissipate before returning. He was very puzzled as to why Zhang Qiao'er had also come in.

Meng Xiuzhi looked heartbroken: "Jiuhe, you're a scholar, a Xiucai. We men should be responsible for our actions. Since you've ruined Qiao'er's reputation, you have to take full responsibility. Otherwise, this will damage your reputation. I don't think Xu Shi is a peaceful person either. She's been married in for so long and hasn't conceived at all. Why not just give her a divorce as she wishes? I think Qiao'er is quite suitable for you. You two grew up together, childhood sweethearts. Maybe next year you'll be holding a big, healthy baby boy. Look at her waist, she looks like she'll have a lot of children."

Meng Jiu was struggling with how to explain to his wife and calm her down so she would believe him, but his aunt kept chattering and saying nonsensical things, which made his anger rise up instantly.

His face was cold, and he shot a sharp glare at her: "Aunt, as the old saying goes, a married daughter is like water spilled from a bowl. What business is it of yours whatsoever with the affairs of the Meng family? You're just meddling in other people's business."

Meng Xiuzhi trembled at his icy gaze. She had never seen her nephew speak to her so formally and politely before. When she brought her mother to seek refuge with him, he had been polite and distant, but never like this. That glare he gave her just now felt like it could pierce through her, sending chills down her spine.

Meng Xiuzhi is now like someone on a hot plate; whether she sticks her neck out or not, she'll be cut anyway.

She retorted, "So what if I got married? No matter what, I still bear the surname Meng. Even though your parents are gone, I can still get involved in your affairs. This Xu woman has bewitched you so much. Don't you think about the future of the Meng family? You've done such a shameful thing today, and you still have the nerve to argue with me here. The Zhang family couple watched you grow up. If it were anyone else, they would have already taken this to the county government. Today, you must give Qiao'er an explanation."

Zhang Qiao'er kept wiping away tears, looking weak and helpless.

"Aunt, please don't worry about me. I'm sure Brother Meng didn't do it on purpose. A few drinks made him a little out of his mind, and he did it without thinking."

The group argued back and forth, giving Meng Jiu a headache. He met Zhang Qiao'er's gaze and said coldly, "Do you think it's possible for me to do such a thing with you? No one but my wife can get close to me. No matter what, I'm not so heartless as to lay a hand on a widow. I have a gentle and kind wife at home, why would I want to be interested in you? If your father hadn't kept urging me to drink, would I have done this?"

Zhang Qiao'er's face paled at his words, but she still tried to defend herself: "Brother Meng, how could you do this? Just now you were the one who kept saying you were hot and kept pulling at your clothes. I couldn't stop you. You're a man and much stronger than me. You also told me a lot of your innermost thoughts, saying that marrying that Xu woman wasn't your original intention. You're deeply in love with me and can't forget me, so I believed you."

Meng Jiu interrupted her before she could finish speaking, interrupting her with an incredulous look on her face.

"I'm deeply in love with you, I can't forget you. If you're going to lie, can you at least look in the mirror first? Me, deeply in love with a widow? Even if I'm all alone in this life, I'll never be deeply in love with you. Stop trying to make yourself look good. Besides, I took off these clothes myself to let off the smell of alcohol. What does it have to do with you? When did you sneak into my room? I know you're just trying to ruin my reputation. You were the ones who were arguing about breaking off the engagement. Don't forget that the breakup wasn't pleasant. If you were truly deeply in love with me, would you have been so resolute in breaking off the engagement?"

Zhang Qiao'er was rendered speechless by his questioning. For a moment, the room was so quiet you could hear a pin drop; no one uttered a sound.

Zhang Qiao'er started sobbing again.

“Brother Meng, how can you say that? You were the one who insisted on dragging me into this room. Now you’re denying it? Are all scholars like this, turning your backs on someone after you’ve done your bidding? How can I possibly live with myself in this world? I’m going to find my short-lived husband right now.”

After saying that, he looked around and then rammed into the door.

Zhang's mother quickly went over and stopped her, her face full of grief: "My daughter, how could you be so unfortunate? This scoundrel took advantage of you and wanted to run away. Don't worry, your mother will definitely stand up for you. I'll go to the county government office right now to beat the drum and appeal for justice, so that Scholar Meng will spend the rest of his life in that prison."

Meng Jiuhe had calmed down a bit by now, and when he reached out to take Xu Chaoyan's hand, it was ruthlessly flung away.

He wasn't discouraged; he had indeed been reckless today, and it was only right that his wife disliked him. He saw that she was ignoring him with a cold expression.

He cried out with a wronged expression, "My wife, I really know I was wrong. There's really nothing between me and her. You must believe me. I will never be unfaithful to you."

Meng Xiuzhi looked at him in shock. Just now he had been so stern and harsh towards Zhang Qiao'er, but now he looked so pitiful and aggrieved in front of Xu Chaoyan, like a little kitten.

Her clever and scholarly nephew actually had this side to him, so easily bewitched by this ugly woman. No, this Xu woman can't stay in the Meng family any longer. If Jiuhe becomes an official, won't this woman be incredibly arrogant?

It would be best to choose someone easy to control for him, so that our family could also benefit from the connection, even though Meng Jiuhe has some prejudice against us.

But no matter what, they are blood relatives. She believed he couldn't be that cruel. Having understood this, Meng Xiuzhi puffed out her chest, took a step forward, and looked confident.

"You saw what happened to Madam Xu today. If you truly care about your man, then you should ask to leave. We'll choose a date to welcome Qiao'er into the family, and then this matter will be over. We'll find you a good family to marry into later."

Xu Chaoyan looked at her with a disdainful smile.

"Aunt, only Meng Jiu and he can divorce me. This seems to have nothing to do with you. And you won't let go easily until you give me a clear explanation for what happened today. My husband was perfectly fine when he left home, but now he's lying in a widow's bed. Do you dare say this has nothing to do with you? Do you dare swear on the lives of your son and daughter?"

Meng Xiuzhi was speechless after hearing what she said, and remained silent for a long time.

Xu Chaoyan pressed on: "What? Are you feeling guilty and afraid to make a solemn oath?"

Fearing that something might be discovered, Meng Xiuzhi retorted defiantly, "What do I have to be guilty of? I'll swear if I want. Do you think I'm afraid of you? You little brat, I've eaten more salt than you've eaten rice."

Xu Chaoyan looked at her and said, word by word, "Swear to heaven that if this matter is related to you, your daughter will be poor and miserable for the rest of her life and die a bad death, and your sons and daughters will be prostitutes for generations."

Meng Xiuzhi was completely bewildered and blurted out, "Why should it be for poultry?" She thought it was some kind of solemn oath, but it turned out to be nothing more than that.