C2 Go too Far

Zhuang Qing looked at the other person who knew the truth. Zhao Wu pretended to cough and said, "Forget it, forget it. We're all from the same village. Little Sister Zhuang was just feeling a little dizzy from being so hungry …"

He told Zhang Chunhua that Zhuang Qing had taken the initiative to come over and curry favor with him, and wanted to use his body to make up for the situation. If someone died, then he was afraid that the ghosts would kill him, but now that he wasn't, Zhao Wu's anger immediately returned!

His eyes swept across Zhao Wu's shameless black and white face, and Zhuang Qing sneered: "Don't blame me for being blunt, your husband is trash, even giving it to me for free. "A coward and a tigress, they are complementary to each other."

"You!" Zhao Wu was furious.

Zhang Chunhua also did not expect that the warm and gentle Zhuang Qing would dare to retort. She was so angry that her eyes flashed with viciousness, and she wanted to slap her on the face immediately.

Zhuang Qing dodged backwards and grabbed the sickle by the side of the stage, saying sternly, "Zhang Chunhua! "Don't go too far. If you continue to slander me without any proof, I'll go to the Village Head and discuss this with him. I'll tell him that he wants to ruin my reputation and integrity, and see if you have anything good to say!"

Her thin and weak body stood there with her sabre in hand as she angrily rebuked. Her eyes were sharp and fearless, making her appear cold and inviolable!

Zhang Chunhua, who was about to approach her, froze on the spot. A trace of fear flashed across his fat face. Even if she were to tear apart her brain, she still wouldn't be able to understand. How could Zhuang Qing, who should have been able to allow her to squash and knead the ball, change so much in such a short amount of time?

"If you've caused enough trouble, go back to your own house. Take away the rice as well. Bye!" Zhuang Qing chased him away with a cold voice.

Zhang Chun Hua came back to reality, and ignored Zhao Wu's peaceful eyes, and said arrogantly: "This rice is almost in your stomach, and you want to write it off? "This time, I caught you red-handed. I don't know how many times I've been eaten by you, but you have to give me back a bag of rice. Otherwise, I will report you to the Village Head for theft!"

Zhuang Qing was so hungry that she almost couldn't stand up straight. She didn't want to waste any more time with Zhang Chunhua who was causing trouble for no reason. He could only suppress the rage in his heart with difficulty, "Alright, but I don't have it right now. You go back first, I'll give it to you tomorrow."

Only then did Zhang Chun Hua feel satisfied, "Tomorrow, next door to your neighbor. Don't think you can pull any tricks!"

With that, she grabbed the bowl in one hand and Zhao Wu in the other and left, as if she was afraid that the two of them would still be able to talk.

There was a burst of crackling and clattering sounds in the yard. Zhuang Qing frowned as she endured the dizziness of leaving the kitchen to take a look. The firewood in the corner of the dilapidated little courtyard had disappeared without a trace.

The original owner had come back with an illness. He had wanted to wait for his fever to recover before going to the market to exchange for some money to save his life! It was likely that that woman, Zhang Chunhua, felt that she had suffered a loss and was unwilling to even let this go.

Zhuang Qing gritted her teeth in anger, but there was nothing she could do. The most important thing right now was not to vent one's anger on this short-sighted village woman, but to fill up the stomach and settle the debt of the original owner.

She carefully thought about the original owner's relationship, but unfortunately, this was a poor child. His mother died when he was born, and his father died when he was in his teens. Even the village was unable to help his relatives.

As she grew older, her delicate and pretty appearance, as well as her ability to be alone, made the men more or less hold small intentions. As she grew older, her delicate and pretty appearance, as well as her ability to be alone, made the men more or less have small intentions.

This was really too terrible.