"Nai, it hurts, it hurts so much..." Mu Qingqing scread.
But no matter how much she scread, it was useless, because when Old Mrs. Mu wanted to do sothing, no one could stop her for the ti being.
After Old Mrs. Mu took off Mu Qingqing’s clothes, Mu Qingqing squatted in the corner next to Mu Xiangxiang’s bed, tears streaming down her face.
The sight frightened the won watching the commotion, and they all moved towards the front courtyard in fear.
By the ti Mu Shuangshuang followed behind Mu Qingqing into the room, the matter was already settled. Mu Qingqing’s clothes were gone, and the orange silk skirt in Mu Xiangxiang’s hand belonged to Mu Qingqing.
At this mont, Mu Xiangxiang was wearing a bright red silk skirt, with a face like a scrawled drawing, her expression bizarre, not quite excited or happy, instead giving Mu Shuangshuang a feeling of...
Mu Shuangshuang looked at the face that was like a car wreck, swallowed hard.
She looked at Old Mrs. Mu’s face, hoping to see a hint of sothing, but Old Mrs. Mu’s face still showed satisfaction.
It seed that Old Mrs. Mu’s sense of aesthetics had been led astray by Mu Xiangxiang, probably thinking she looked good with her face painted in a riot of colors.
"Nai, Sister Shuangshuang is here." In the corner, Mu Qingqing, still sobbing, imdiately spoke when she saw Mu Shuangshuang.
She looked eager to drag Mu Shuangshuang into the situation.
Mu Shuangshuang quickly said, "Nai, my aunt looks really nice today, and her makeup is especially fitting. Whoever did it must have seen a lot of the world."
You don’t hit a smiling face, and since today was a big day, Old Mrs. Mu unusually didn’t argue with Mu Shuangshuang.
However, Old Mrs. Mu still symbolically said a few words: "Your aunt’s engagent day, why are you not staying in the front courtyard if you have nothing to do, coming to the back courtyard instead? Aren’t you handling things up front?"
Mu Shuangshuang smiled and lied without blushing or skipping a beat, "I’m just here to find my sister Qingqing. We agreed to go together, but as soon as I blinked, she was gone, so I ca to the back courtyard to find her."
"Qing girl, you heard it yourself, right? You haven’t finished handling things in the front courtyard, what are you doing creating a scene in the back courtyard? Get back to the front courtyard this instant!" Old Mrs. Mu glared at Mu Qingqing fiercely and then scolded loudly.
Mu Qingqing, naively thinking it was her chance to get her clothes back, quickly said, "Nai, how can I go to the front courtyard without clothes? Why not let my aunt give my clothes back!"
Old Mrs. Mu casually grabbed a dirty, oil-stained outfit from Mu Xiangxiang’s room and threw it in Mu Qingqing’s face.
Impatiently, she said, "If you’re going out, go out quickly, stop being in the way here. Even looking at you is annoying!"
Mu Qingqing, with no other choice, grew increasingly resentful toward the people of the Old Mu Family.
She found a corner, put on Mu Xiangxiang’s clothes, and stord out of Mu Xiangxiang’s room angrily.
Mu Shuangshuang looked at the sulking Mu Qingqing and thought of only one word, "self-inflicted."
Knowing perfectly well how Old Mrs. Mu and Mu Xiangxiang were, eager to snatch up anything good they saw.
Yet Mu Qingqing foolishly flaunted her nice clothes in front of those two oddballs.
She lost out for no reason.
With Mu Qingqing gone, Mu Xiangxiang looked elated, pulling her clothes, asking Old Mrs. Mu to help her change, which Old Mrs. Mu happily agreed to.
Rightly so, with Old Mrs. Mu’s protective nature, even Mu Xiangxiang’s farts slled sweet.
Having seen enough of the commotion, Mu Shuangshuang continued to the front courtyard to boil water.
In the back courtyard, because of Old Mrs. Mu, the won were unwilling to go there, making the front courtyard lively instead.
Everyone was munching on sunflower seeds, chatting.
As they talked, the conversation turned to the son-in-law of the Old Mu Family.
"Xiao Zao, what kind of man is your sister’s husband? I heard he’s particularly wealthy?" A curious wife from the village asked, pulling at Mrs. Lin.
Mrs. Lin chuckled inwardly. She had been waiting for soone to ask her about the Qin Family for a long ti.
"Oh, you all don’t know. That Mr. Qin is quite handso, eight feet tall, with strong features. Most importantly, he’s very fond of our Xiangxiang sister."
Mrs. Lin’s words piqued everyone’s curiosity to the fullest.
The villagers eagerly awaited the noon al, so they could see such a good man.
"Your family is really fortunate. The eldest passed the scholar exam, and the little sister married a wealthy man. How co all the good things co to your family?" Soone said sourly.
Everyone in the village started out the sa, without money, living in poverty.
But gradually, differences erged. So families suddenly bought land, so got rich doing business and moved away.
The Old Mu Family was the most impressive, producing a scholar.
So, there was plenty of envy, jealousy, and resentnt.
Mrs. Lin was displeased hearing this.
She spat out the shell of the sunflower seed in her mouth and said to the speaking woman, "What do you an by that? It rains when the sky wants to, daughters marry when they want to, and the Old Mu Family flourishes. Can you stop it? Besides, we’re all from the sa village. You can feel envious, but saying it out loud makes everyone look bad."
The woman who had spoken earlier blushed bright red.
She lowered her head, stopped talking, but cast resentful glances at Mrs. Lin now and then.
Mrs. Lin, absorbed in boasting, paid no heed to others.
After a while, so in the village plucked up the courage to ask about the rumor of Qin Shijie’s wife-beating incident that had been circulating, their faces full of gossip.
This topic suited Mrs. Lin just fine.
She said, "That was just nonsense from outside. My sister Xiangxiang is blessed and will surely bring the Qin Family good fortune."
The crowd found it uninteresting, but those who knew Mrs. Lin understood that she rarely had such nice words to say, yet today she was full of praise for the Qin Family.
By noon, everyone was so tired of looking that their eyes were getting blurry, yet there was no sign of the Qin Family people.
It was fine at first, but later, the villagers began to grow impatient.
They began to discuss.
"What on earth is going on with the Qin Family? Even if it’s just an engagent, the Old Mu Family has put on such a big show, there’s no way they wouldn’t co by this hour, right?"
"Exactly, what’s this? It’s downright disrespectful to the Old Mu Family. I don’t think the Old Qin Family is as good as the Old Mu Family claims. They might be putting on a false front to deceive us."
There was widespread discussion in the courtyard, and the back courtyard was just as tumultuous.
Mr. Mu had gathered all the Old Mu Family mbers together, beads of sweat forming from anxiety.
"What do you think we should do? What are the Qin Family people up to? Last ti they were late to discuss matters, and now they’re late for the engagent too. At this rate, our Old Mu Family will lose face entirely."
Mr. Mu paced in circles, casting his eyes on others, waiting for soone to co up with a solution.
"Father, don’t worry. What if they were delayed on the road? Let’s send soone to the village entrance to check if the Qin Family has arrived!"
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