Chapter 65 - Chapter 65: Chapter 065: Carrying a Kitchen Knife (1/2)

Chapter 65: Chapter 065: Carrying a Kitchen Knife

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“Auntie said this is a bean sprout that just sprouted today, so she gave it to us to make a sour and spicy bean sprout dish. I guess it’s too late to cook it for lunch, so I’ll save it for dinner tonight.”

Zhuang Qingsui said, putting the bean sprouts and the plate together into the basket. She gently covered it with a cloche to prevent cats or other animals from digging around.

Then she put some firewood into the stove, and boiled the water again.

Zhuang Qingning started cooking the dumplings in the pot while preparing a dipping sauce with vinegar and chopped green onion.

As soon as the dumplings, as white as little swans, were ready, they sat in the courtyard. While enjoying the warm sunlight, they feasted on the fragrant dumplings.

They had used plenty of pork and Zhuang Qingning had added water when kneading the filling. As a result, the dumplings were extra juicy—juices even trickled down the corners of their mouths.

Oh, dear.

The sight made Mrs. Song’s heart ache.

These two lowly bitches were now able to afford dumplings filled with pork! She thought bitterly of the black noodle steamed buns she had at home. Fury rose within Mrs. Song.

Finally, she could no longer stand it and stormed into the courtyard.

“You ungrateful girls! So you lock the door when you feast? You should give the good food to your elders first!”

Mrs. Song tried to snatch the bowls from Zhuang Qingning and Zhuang Qingsui’s hands.

Zhuang Qingning swiftly dodged her and smacked Mrs. Song’s hand with her chopsticks.

The intense blow caught Mrs. Song by surprise and she instinctively retracted her hand.

Zhuang Qingsui, startled by the sounds, hid her bowl behind her and hurried to the corner.

“How dare you, you little bitch! You dare to hit me?” Mrs. Song’s hand was reddening and swollen from the chopstick hits. She took a sharp breath and was about to hit Zhuang Qingning.

Zhuang Qingning retaliated with a few rapid strikes of her chopsticks.

Her thin yet strong body, fortified by good food in recent days, left no room for leniency as she dealt with Mrs. Song, dealing such blows that red welts began to appear all over Mrs. Song’s hand.

A blow struck Mrs. Song’s finger, making her wince in pain. She had no choice but to stop her attack for a moment.

“You ungrateful girl! I am your elder. How dare you show such disrespect?”

Even though her hand was stilled, her mouth was still moving.

“During the establishment of the female household, the village chief made it clear that Qingsui and I now control our own fate and have no connection to you. What elders are you talking about?”

Zhuang Qingning’s eyebrows furrowed in anger.

After establishing the female household, Mrs. Song had kept quiet for a while.

Zhuang Qingning was clear about the reasons.

Mainly, it was the harsh words Zhuang Qingning had said to Zhuang Jingye one day. This made the village chief, who hated disturbances in the village, fearful of any issues. So, he advised Zhuang Ruman and Mrs. Song not to cause trouble.

Also, Zhuang Qingning’s newfound friendship with Mrs. Wen, as well as her infamous reputation, made Zhuang Ruman and Mrs. Song wary of her.

Moreover, they were still hoping that the sisters would fail outside and return home. They were waiting for the sisters to give in and come back so they could manipulate them further.

Unfortunately, their waiting had only resulted in witnessing the sisters’ lives improving day by day. They simply couldn’t sit still anymore.

“What the hell are you talking about? The solid relationship of being flesh and blood relatives can be simply denied?”