Ugly girl only wants to farm

Li San Niang was also furious at this moment. Her sister-in-law was usually quite domineering and often took advantage of her. She usually turned a blind eye and pretended not to see it. In the past, her mother-in-law would also secretly send things to the second son's family. She thought that they were all family and let it go.

Although Liu was kicked by Meng Jiuxia, she did not loosen her grip and held on tightly.

Meng Jiudong, who was still young, was helping to collect the extra bamboo strips into the kitchen when she saw her second aunt looking at her older sister with a fierce expression. She grabbed a broom and rushed over, yelling, "I'll beat you to death, you old woman!"

Meng's father quickly stopped his daughter: "Quickly take your mother and Jiu and your wife over to rinse them with cold water. Be careful, or they'll get skin peeling off. It's okay if a whole pot of soup gets ruined."

Seeing everyone in chaos, Liu quickly grabbed the broom from Meng Jiudong's hand and spat at him, saying, "You little bastard, you've got some nerve, daring to hit your old woman like that! You have no manners at all, a whole room of good-for-nothings."

Meng Jiuhe struggled to move outside, his elbows burning with pain with every step. He couldn't care less about the pain at that moment. Was Xu Chaoyan stupid? It was just a pot of soup. If she wanted to take it, she could have. Why did he have to get hurt?

Seeing her pained expression, he was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan, pacing around in circles. He really wanted to rush up and slap his second aunt, but he was now like a cripple.

He had already moved to the doorway, but luckily the door wasn't completely closed. He reached out and pried open the door, just in time to see his second aunt reach out and hit his younger brother.

"Second Aunt, what are you trying to do?" he quickly interjected to stop her.

Startled by the shout, Liu looked up and saw Meng Jiuhe crawling on the ground with difficulty.

She couldn't hide the bitterness and misfortune on her face: "Isn't this my scholar nephew? How come he's crawling around like a tofu worm now? You scholars really know how to play. We country folk don't know much. May I ask what kind of reading method this is? Does bowing and kowtowing like this mean you can pass the imperial examination?"

After saying that, he burst into laughter.

Meng Jiuhe ignored her mockery, his tone as cold as frost: "Don't go too far. This is still my home. I have the title of a scholar. If you continue to cause trouble, I will accuse you of trespassing and send you to the county jail for the New Year."

Liu covered her mouth and laughed incessantly, as if she had heard something amusing. She pointed at him, her body shaking with laughter: "You, a mere scholar, a scholar with two crippled legs, do you think anyone will respect you? Don't be arrogant. Let me tell you what trespassing means. This is my mother-in-law's yard. How could I not come here?"

Meng Jiuhe, being a scholar, was no match for this shrew in a battle of wits. Pointing at her for a long time, he finally managed to stammer, "Don't go too far."

Meng Jiuxia drew a basin of well water, grabbed Xu Chaoyan's foot and put it in the water. The coldness instantly seemed to seep into her bones, making her shiver.

Li Sanniang looked distressed and asked, "Does it hurt? Let me blow on it for you."

Xu Chaoyan forced a smile and replied, "Mother, it doesn't hurt. Don't rush. Go outside and keep a close eye on things. Don't let that wicked woman steal our things."

Meng's father said, "It's alright. Your injury is the most important thing now. Nothing in the house is as important as you. If you're gone, you're gone."

Meng Jiuxia then used a gourd ladle to scoop up water and poured it directly onto her ankles: "Morning Flower, you still have the mind to worry about other things right now? You should worry about what will happen if this foot leaves a scar and my older brother doesn't want you anymore. Your face is already full of pits, and now even your feet are."

Meng's father smacked her on the head: "How dare you talk to your sister-in-law like that?"

Xu Chaoyan smiled and said, "It's alright, Dad. My sister-in-law was just worried about my foot."

Li San Niang pulled Meng Jiu Dong over from outside and said somewhat awkwardly, "I heard about a folk remedy before, that wiping with a child's urine will make it heal quickly, let's try it quickly."

After saying that, she grabbed Meng Jiudong and tried to pull down his pants. Meng Jiudong was so scared that he held on tightly and looked like he was about to cry: "Mom, I'm a grown man now, don't take them off! I have my pride too."

Xu Chaoyan and Meng Jiuxia looked at each other, one incredulous and the other with a look of anticipation.

Liu continued hurling her vile words, and Xu Chaoyan frowned upon hearing them. This shrew's mouth was just too foul! It stank like she was spewing excrement.

Meng Jiuhe was so angry that his face turned pale and he was lying on the ground, his body trembling.

"Jiudong, there's a chamber pot in that room over there. Hurry up and bring it to me, I'm waiting to use it."

"Mother, I don't want to." Meng Jiudong tugged at Li Sanniang's sleeve with a pitiful expression.

Meng's father slapped him on the forehead: "What are you dawdling about? Hurry up and get ready for your sister-in-law."

Meng Jiuxia continued to pour cold water on her foot. The pain in her foot was not as bad as before and had eased considerably. The cold well water made her shiver involuntarily.

“My sister-in-law, it doesn’t hurt much here anymore, so please don’t pour this cold water on me.”

Meng Jiuxia said seriously, "That won't do. You'll have to apply it several times to prevent blisters. I'll also use my little brother's urine to apply it to you later. It'll make a difference immediately."

After saying that, she covered her mouth and chuckled softly.

Meng Jiudong was dragged away by his father and peed in a pot. He was so ashamed that his face almost fell to the ground, and his little face was redder than a monkey's bottom.

Liu looked smug. Seeing that no one was outside, she put down the pot she was holding, picked up the winnowing basket and examined it several times. She muttered to herself, "This brother's hands are not only good at writing, but his bamboo weaving skills are also quite good. If he can't be an accountant, he can still be a bamboo weaver who goes from street to street. He won't let your whole family starve."

Before anyone could react, Xu Chaoyan picked up the chamber pot and rushed out.

Meng Jiuxia: "Morning Flower, why are you running away? It's just a little bit, don't even think about running away."

Meng's father: "Jiuhe and your daughter-in-law, be careful."

Liu wiped the warm, fishy-smelling water stains from her face and looked at Xu Chaoyan in front of her with a furious expression: "Ugly freak, you shameless woman, how dare you splash me! I'll fight you to the death today!"

Xu Chaoyan looked at the water stains all over her face and head, and nodded in satisfaction before retorting, "Your mouth stinks like you're spewing filth. How does this boy's urine feel? I'll wash your stinky mouth so it'll be perfect for the New Year. It's a good deal for you, you stinky woman. This boy's urine is a bit of a waste. If you poured it on the crops, at least there would be a harvest."

After saying that, he looked regretful.

Liu screamed and tried to rush over, but Uncle Meng caught her around the waist and said, "You wretched woman, aren't you ashamed enough? Get out of here."

After saying that, he kicked the winnowing basket away, took a few steps, and then came back and stomped on it a few more times before giving up.

As Liu was being abandoned by her husband, she turned back with regret, saying, "Husband, husband, bring out a pot of soup."

Uncle Meng glared at her fiercely: "What soup? Did you starve to death and reincarnate? You've completely disgraced us."

The gate was slammed shut with a loud bang, startling the little dog, which scurried around in a flurry of tiny, fierce howls.

Xu Chaoyan then washed her hands in the wooden basin and ran over to help Meng Jiuhe with all her might.

"How are you?"

Xu Chaoyan steadied him, already panting heavily: "It's nothing, I'm tough."