Chapter 64 - Chapter 64: Chapter 064: Damn Thing (1/2)
Chapter 64: Chapter 064: Damn Thing
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“What are you looking at?”
Having lingered outside for a while, Mrs. Song drew the attention of Mrs. Wen, who was now scattering the last handful of grains from her small basin onto the ground. Narrowing her eyes, she shot a glare at Mrs. Song.
“What, are some people like dogs, drawn towards anything they catch a scent of?”
Mrs. Wen scoffed.
Mrs. Song shrank back a bit.
Mrs. Wen was not someone she could afford to provoke. Even though Wen seemed to be getting older, the sharp look on her face suggested she could still bring Mrs. Song to her knees.
Once Mrs. Song had been chased down two streets by Mrs. Wen for greedily plucking the toon buds extending over Wen’s yard wall in the spring. Moreover, Mrs. Wen had proceeded to pour the contents of her chamber pot at Mrs. Song’s front door each evening. No change was brought about even when Mrs. Song returned the buds out of helplessness. Mrs. Wen continued to make Mrs. Song’s life miserable.
The fear of Mrs. Wen had gotten real for Mrs. Song.
“I was merely passing by, hehehe…” Mrs. Song chuckled awkwardly a couple of times. Not daring to linger any longer, she hastily started preparing Zhuang Qinghe and Zhuang Yuanzhong to return to work.
Damn you!
With a huff, Mrs. Wen closed the courtyard door and returned to her room.
The weather today was incredible.
By incredible, it didn’t mean a bright sunshine, which could be too hot during a mild spring day like this. The present overcast yet warm weather, which was not too hot and came with a gentle breeze, felt just right.
Given the pleasant weather, a lot of people were outside, which meant Zhuang Qingning’s tofu stall was doing a great business.
The tofu was selling out fast, drawing closer to an empty tray.
When the last piece of tofu was sold, Zhuang Qingning started packing up her stall.
“Do you have any more tofu?” An old woman with white hair, older than Mrs. Liu, shuffled over, her back hunched.
“I’m afraid I just sold out.” Zhuang Qingning apologized. “Please come back tomorrow.”
“Alright then.” The old woman sighed deeply, shaking her head. “Each day I come, each day I can’t get any. If it’s all gone, I’ll come back tomorrow.” “Alright, please be careful on your way,” Zhuang Qingning cheerfully advised the woman.
“Sure.” The old woman responded with a smile: “You’re a sweet talker which makes me feel good.”
“But don’t worry about me, my house is just ahead, very close, only a short walk away.”
“Ever since my husband passed away, my children have been very busy and don’t come back from the county. Ah…”
Being an elder living alone, she often found herself without anyone to talk to. As a result, she had a tendency to chatter incessantly about her family affairs whenever she met someone.
Zhuang Qingning didn’t seem to be put off by this. She simply replied with a smile and, after the woman had moved away, proceeded to collect her belongings and planned to head home early.
She planned to purchase some pork tenderloin and mix it with the fresh green chives from her garden to make scrumptious chive dumplings for a meal.
By the way, she also had to buy some soy sauce and vinegar, and finally pick up some cloth.
Summer was approaching – it was best to prepare summer clothing in advance.
After returning home, she did not sit down to rest but started kneading the dough for dumplings. All this time, Zhuang Qingsui was picking chives from their courtyard to use in their cooking, which she cleaned next to the kitchen door.
“In my opinion, our home-grown chives are the best,” Zhuang Qingsui plucked the wilted leaves off each chive as she remarked, “The chive pastry I had in the town this morning was so bad.”