The next day, at dawn, Yang Ming gathered everyone to move the pickled vegetable jars. They first moved them to the field and left them there temporarily, planning to bury them once the pit was dug. Since they were running out of ti, they had no choice but to carry so by hand and use a cart for the rest.
The Yang Family’s actions were truly grand. They went back and forth from the rental property to the field with jars of pickled vegetables. Even if people didn’t want to take notice, they still did, especially since they had to pass by the main square.
Wang Xiangxiang rode in a horse-drawn carriage back to Yang Village. When she passed by the main square, she happened to witness this impressive scene. As soone always curious, she asked the coachman to stop the carriage and got out to take a look.
She saw a few aunties chatting leisurely in the square, so she walked over to them and greeted, "Good morning, aunties."
These were the sa aunties who had been chatting with Chu Lian, and upon seeing Wang Xiangxiang, they greeted her warmly, "Ah, it’s you, young lady."
Wang Xiangxiang wasn’t surprised by the aunties’ reaction; she thought it was normal for everyone to know her since she had set up a workshop in this village.
So she continued to inquire, "Aunties, what are they doing there?"
"Oh, that? That’s the Scholar Yang’s family dealing with sothing. They’re moving pickled vegetables to their newly purchased hollow land," one replied.
Wang Xiangxiang had heard from Xiaoxiao about the poisonous pickled vegetables, and she presud they were dealing with those spoiled vegetables. She hadn’t seen Xiaoxiao for a few days, and now Xiaoxiao had even bought land.
Wang Xiangxiang glanced towards the people and thought about going over to take a closer look. Just as she was heading towards the carriage, she was stopped in her tracks by a comnt.
One of the aunties remarked, "Young lady, you and that Mister Chu really do make a fine pair, both of you are so good-looking."
Wang Xiangxiang frowned upon hearing this; these aunties really had too much idle ti, even randomly setting her up with soone.
It would have been fine if they were just making random matches, but why did it have to be with that rascal? She smiled awkwardly, about to clarify, when another auntie continued, "Yes, when do you plan on getting married?"
At this, the aunties started chatting non-stop, one after another, "If you two got married, the kids would definitely be beautiful."
"Yes, definitely handso," another auntie chid in agreent.
Hearing their conversation, Wang Xiangxiang felt as if sothing was wrong with her ears. She seed to have heard sothing about marriage and having kids. Confused, she asked, "Aunties, who are you talking about getting married?"
"You and Mister Chu," they said.
She hadn’t heard wrong; it was indeed about her and that rascal. The smile disappeared from her face; how could these aunties make up stories about soone right to their face?
She suppressed her anger and said word by word, "Aunties, I have nothing to do with that Mister Chu at all."
"How could that be? Mister Chu himself said it, that you are his fiancée, not yet wed."
Her eyes widened in disbelief upon hearing this. She asked again, "Did he really say that?"
"Yes, he said it during Yang Wei’s wedding," they confird.
Rembering that day at Yang Wei’s house, Xiangxiang recalled the aunties surrounding the rascal, him saying sothing, and then the aunties looked at her with smiles. And now, weren’t those the sa aunties before her?
Xiangxiang was livid. So that was the mischief the rascal had pulled that day; no wonder.
Without paying further attention to the aunties, she stord onto the horse-drawn carriage and said fiercely to the coachman, "We’re going back to the county."
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