Chapter 255 - Chapter 255: Chapter 242 Arranging CP (Extra Update) (1/2)
Chapter 255: Chapter 242 Arranging CP (Extra Update)
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“But let me make it clear, I didn’t make these shoes specifically for those two little rascals. I just did it because I was bored and didn’t have anything else to do, so I just made them without even checking their size. If the shoes are too big or too small, they better not come looking for me.”
“Got it, got it,” Zhuang Qingning said, laughing as she tucked the shoes away.
She shook her head and sighed.
They say someone can have a sharp tongue but a soft heart, and Mrs. Wen was that kind of person.
“Now that you mention it, that old fool of a village chief has been messing around with beans lately, and it seems to be working out quite well. Was that your idea?” Mrs. Wen asked.
“Aunt Wen, do you have the eyes of a god?”
Zhuang Qingning said, smiling sweetly.
“No such thing. I just know that Zhuang Jingye is all about face and showing off, but he’s not smart. The fact that he took up this project must be because someone else was pulling the strings. And the only one who’d bother about beans in the village is you.”
Mrs. Wen sneered, “Speaking of which, your involvement with beans reminded me, I have a few acres of land at home. I’m too old to work them, so I let Wencheng’s family take care of it. They just pay me a bit of rent every year.”
“The reason I brought this up is to ask if you’d like to farm this land. If so, I could let your family have it, and accept tofu as rent.”
“Frankly, I don’t get much from the rent anyway. That Mrs. Wang is too sly, giving me less and less each year, blaming poor harvest. I know I’m old, but I’m not blind! Can’t I see how the crops are doing? It’s just that Wencheng is a good kid, so I just turn a blind eye and keep quiet.”
“This time, it seems the Wangs aren’t planning to plant a lot of beans, and they don’t seem interested in this new bean species. If you want these new beans, I can take back the land, and you can grow them there.”
For a common farmer, land is the most essential thing. No matter what happens, as long as one has land, there’s a glimmer of hope, and it’s the final safeguard for survival.
Mrs. Wen’s intention was to give Zhuang Qingning something she could fall back on in case anything unexpected happened, something she could rely on.
“Aunt Wen, I understand and appreciate your concern for me,” Zhuang Qingning said with gratitude, smiling at Mrs. Wen. “I know you mean well, but right now I’m busy with the tofu shop. I won’t have time for anything else in the near future. If I took this land, I probably wouldn’t be able to take care of it, which would be a waste.”
“Plus, since you’ve been letting Brother Wencheng’s family farm this land, if you suddenly give it to me, I’m afraid it would cause a fuss in Brother Wencheng’s family…”
“Afraid of Mrs. Wang? She’s nothing. With just a few words, I can get rid of her. She’s no match for me in a fight, and she doesn’t have the guts to challenge me here,” Mrs. Wen said, curling her lips dismissively.
“If she dares to interfere in your business, don’t be polite to her. Give her what she deserves. Don’t worry about neighborhood relations. Some people, the more respect you show them, the more they look down on you.”
Mrs. Wen’s words were filled with resentment, clearly she was pretty dissatisfied with Mrs. Wang.
This prompted Zhuang Qingning to purse her lips. “Of course, Aunt Wang can’t do anything to you, Aunt Wen, let alone me. But I’m concerned about Brother Wencheng. He’ll be stuck in the middle between you and Aunt Wang, having it tough on both ends.”
“Aunt Wen, you’ve always had a soft spot for Brother Wencheng. You probably wouldn’t want to make him uncomfortable. You’ve allowed Mrs. Wang to get away with a lot all these years, probably for this reason, right?”