Chapter 73 - Chapter 73: Chapter 073: The Spendthrift Woman (Second Update) (1/2)
Chapter 73: Chapter 073: The Spendthrift Woman (Second Update)
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“What on earth do you think about all day in that little head of yours?”
Zhuang Qingning looked at her, understanding her concerns at that moment. She couldn’t help but laugh, explaining, “Do you really think I’m going to go around hacking and killing people?”
“For such people, it’s not worth doing anything serious. I just want to teach their family a lesson, so they stop coveting other people’s wealth all the time.”
“What is it, sister… what are you going to do…” Zhuang Qingsui wiped away a tear, sobbing.
“Well, it depends on whether Big Flower is diligent or not.” Zhuang Qingning blinked.
Big Flower is a cat from the village, no one knew how it got into the village, because of its black, white, and orange mixed colors, it was called Big Flower.
Big Flower is a stray cat, often running around here and there, eating leftovers from this house, catching rats from that house. Because Big Flower has a gentle personality, is not picky about food, and catches rats diligently, it roams among various households, and people generally don’t mind its presence. Sometimes when there are many rats in the house, they specifically seek out Big Flower to catch the rats.
Previously, when Butcher Hua’s family was slaughtering pigs and sheep, there were many offal, and Butcher Hua’s wife liked cats. She often fed them with these leftovers, and Big Flower particularly liked to come here.
Although Butcher Hua and his wife died and no one fed it offal anymore, Big Flower still often frequented here, starting from Zhuang Qingning’s place to beg for food, and often basked in the sun on the wall here.
At this moment, after eating two meat dumplings, Big Flower was leisurely licking the hair on its front paws.
“Big Flower?” Zhuang Qingsui was stunned.
Big Flower, who was licking its fur, also tilted its head: “Meow?”
The next morning, cock crowed three times, each family started to get up to clean up the courtyard, cook, or go down to work.
Zhuang Ruman’s family was no exception.
Opening the courtyard door, sweeping the courtyard, preparing for breakfast and work.
However, the opening of the courtyard door frightened Mrs. Song so much that she “wa” once, and sat on the ground.
“What are you screaming about here, not letting people have peace so early in the morning?”
After being rebutted by Zhuang Qingning instead of winning her over yesterday, Zhuang Ruman, who had returned with his heart dangling, almost vented all his resentment on Mrs. Song.
He felt that all the passivity he now experienced was all because of Mrs. Song’s stupid woman’s sins.
He was already impatient when he was awakened early in the morning by a scream, feeling that Mrs. Song was truly a harbinger of ill luck.
“Master…” Mrs. Song could not speak, just tremblingly pointed to the decade-old wooden courtyard door.
Zhuang Ruman looked over following her pointing and his face also changed.
Several mice, neatly hung on the door, and all their stomachs were cut open, bloody, disgusting on sight.
This, is what Zhuang Qingning meant when she said things weren’t over yet yesterday.
Does it mean that if the Zhuang family provoked her again, they would all end up with their stomachs cut open and nobody would survive?
When Zhuang Ruman thought of this, he couldn’t help but shiver as Zhuang Qingning’s poisonous and fierce gaze yesterday emerged in his mind.