80s Transmigration: The Young Widow's Hustle to Riches-Chapter 86 - 83: If You Teach Him Like This, He’s Bound to Get into Trouble

Chapter 86: Chapter 83: If You Teach Him Like This, He’s Bound to Get into Trouble

"SMACK!" Zhang Yazhen slapped him and glared. "You little fool, he didn’t name any names. What are you so afraid of?"

Xiong Weicheng glanced at her guiltily and whispered, "Little Kai saw it!"

Zhang Yazhen was dumbfounded. Thinking of Lin Lan’s fiery temper and listening to Lin Guoqiang’s furious curses, she gritted her back teeth in anger.

Xiong Jianjun came out of the room, walked into the kitchen, and looked at the mother and son. "It sounded to me like he was cursing right at our yard. Did you two do something to their rapeseed plants?" 𝕗𝐫𝐞𝕖𝕨𝐞𝗯𝚗𝕠𝘃𝐞𝚕.𝐜𝗼𝚖

Zhang Yazhen glared at him. "I’m not a three-year-old child. Why would I mess with her rapeseed plants?"

Xiong Jianjun turned to his son, who stood guilt-faced before the stove. "Was it you?"

Xiong Weicheng flinched, glanced at Zhang Yazhen, and said nothing.

Seeing his son’s reaction, Xiong Jianjun understood everything. He looked at Zhang Yazhen in fury. "You! Is this how you raise a child? Teaching him like this, he’s bound to get into serious trouble sooner or later!"

Then he pointed at his son to frighten him, "If you get caught ruining someone’s crops and get sent to the police station, they’ll make you wear a sign and parade you through the streets."

"I don’t want to be paraded through the streets! Waaah..." Xiong Weicheng was so scared he burst into tears.

"Don’t listen to your dad!" Zhang Yazhen went to comfort him, her heart aching. She turned and glared at Xiong Jianjun. "If you’re so capable, why don’t you teach him? Other men stand up for their wives and children, but you, you good-for-nothing, you always blame your own family!"

Xiong Jianjun couldn’t take it anymore. He backhanded her across the face. "Get out!"

"Fine, I’ll get out! If you’ve got the guts, go bring that vixen home with you."

Zhang Yazhen clutched her face and roared, then spun around and stormed into their room. She stuffed some things into a shoulder bag, slung it on her back, and rushed out.

"Mom!" Xiong Weicheng wailed as he chased after her.

Inside, Lin Lan, who was boiling peas, and Lin Guoliang and the others, who were weaving something, heard Lin Guoqiang’s shouting and ran out from the yard. "Guoqiang, what happened?"

"Look at these rapeseed plants by the road! They’ve all been snapped. I counted, and there are several dozen of them," Lin Guoqiang said, looking at them all with a furious expression.

Lin Lan scanned the rapeseed patch and saw it was the same damage from before she left. "Those were already broken. I got busy when I came back and forgot about it."

Lin Guoliang stared at the broken plants with a grim face. "It must have been someone you had an argument with."

’If this were the Shilian Team, who would dare bully Little Lan like this? These people only dare to act this way because her family is far away and she has no able-bodied men at home.’

Lin Guoqiang cursed hatefully, "They’re just bullies who prey on the weak and fear the strong! They saw you were alone and picked on you deliberately."

Seeing how angry he was, Lin Lan felt a warmth in her heart. She went over and pulled on his arm. "Don’t be angry. If I catch them, they’ll find out I’m no pushover."

Lin Guoqiang looked at her, exasperated that she wasn’t tougher. "You only know how to act tough with your own family! You get bullied like this and don’t even make a peep."

"..." Lin Lan was speechless.

’In the past, she had always solved her problems on her own. There was no one to rely on, and she never even thought of depending on others.’

Lin Yuezhen patted him, telling him not to speak to his older sister like that.

"Show some respect," Lin Guoliang said with a stern face. "Let’s get this fence up first, to keep anyone from ruining more of them."

"I’m working on it!" Lin Guoqiang glanced sheepishly at Lin Lan, then picked up a bamboo slat and got busy.

Lin Guoliang looked at Lin Lan and said gently, "Little Lan, you go back to what you were doing."

"Okay!"

Lin Lan went back inside, finished boiling the peas, poured them into a mold, pressed them flat, covered them with gauze, and set them on a stone slab to cool.

The white kidney beans and red bean paste were also ready. She started mashing the red bean paste while teaching Lin Yuezhen how to do it.

Watching how deft and efficient Lin Lan was, Lin Yuezhen gave her a thumbs-up in admiration.

By the time Yang Liying and her husband arrived, Lin Lan had already finished making the Yundou Cake rolls and was starting to fry the orchid beans.

Lin Guoliang was helping Zhao Dehai grind beans and asked in a low voice, "Dehai, is that son of a bitch Liu San at home?"

The only reason they had all come this time was to find that son of a bitch Liu San and settle the score.

Bullying Little Lan again and again... did he really think her brothers were dead?

Zhao Dehai whispered back, "He is. I heard he’s been going to the Construction Team to play cards and gamble these days."

Lin Guoliang nodded. "When the time comes, I’ll have to trouble you to lead the way."

"Don’t worry, I’ve already scouted a good spot. To get to the Construction Team from here, you have to pass a graveyard. We’ll make our move there."

"Thanks, Brother Dehai."

Zhao Dehai smiled. "Big Brother, you’re being too polite."

Lin Guoliang clapped him on the shoulder. "Right. We’re family, no need for formalities." The two men looked at each other, smiled, and pushed the grinding pole with renewed effort.

Lin Lan finished frying the orchid beans, and the pea cake had cooled. She cut it up, packed most of it into a basket, and put about ten pieces out on the table. "Liying, come have some pea cake." Then she handed a piece to Lin Yuezhen. "Yuezhen, you have some too."

Yang Liying, who was standing by the stove stirring soybean milk, smiled and shook her head. "You all go ahead. I ate the ones I brought back at noon and was too full for lunch."

"That was a while ago. Have one to tide you over."

Lin Lan handed her a piece, then took two pieces over to the two men at the grinder, before going to call Lin Guoqiang, who was outside inserting bamboo slats to tie up the fence.

Lin Guoqiang dropped the bamboo strip, patted the dust off his pants, and followed Lin Lan. He walked into the house, and without even washing his hands, grabbed a piece of pea cake and took a huge bite. "Mmm! Delicious! I never knew our Fourth Vixen had this kind of skill!"

Little Douzi, who was sitting there drinking soybean milk, pointed at him. "Uncle, you didn’t wash your hands! You’re going to get worms in your tummy."

Lin Guoqiang leaned down and bumped his forehead against the boy’s. "Let Uncle tell you something: a little dirt never hurt anyone!"

Lin Lan laughed and slapped him lightly. "You slob. Don’t teach Little Douzi things like that."

"Fourth Vixen!" Lin Guoqiang turned and made a face at her.

"HAHAHA!" Everyone burst out laughing.

The pea cake, just like the Yundou Cake, was a unanimous hit. ’With Lin Yuezhen helping now,’ Lin Lan thought, ’I can make more and set up another stall over by the clothing factory.’

When it was time to set up the stall, Lin Guoqiang carried Little Douzi on his shoulders and went with her to the Eucalyptus Forest.

Lin Lan gave the pea cake to Li Xiangyang and bought a strip of pork belly, planning to have Lin Guoqiang take it back first to mince for steamed bun filling.

Li Xiangyang took the money for the pork and pulled a urea sack from his shoulder bag. He smiled. "Grandma Yang said your braised pork intestines were delicious, so I brought a basket of large intestines and some small intestines for you all."

"Then I won’t be polite. I’m already used to getting free food from you."

Lin Lan accepted it with a smile. She thought about how she never thanked him for the charcoal last time and how she often took bone-in pork from him for free. ’Since my big brother is here, I should invite him over for a simple meal to thank him,’ she considered, but the words faltered on her lips and she hesitated to say them aloud.

She was afraid of causing an unnecessary misunderstanding. ’I should just make some more food and send it over to Master Old Li instead,’ she decided.

Lin Guoqiang wandered around the Eucalyptus Forest for a bit with Little Douzi on his shoulders, then headed back with the urea sack and the pork belly.

Zhou Xiaohong came over, smiling. "Lin Lan, the pea cake is selling really well. It would be great if you could make more."

"Okay. In a couple of days, I can increase the quantity for you," Lin Lan said with a smile.

Zhou Xiaohong looked at her, pleasantly surprised. "Really?"

Lin Lan nodded. "My cousin from my parents’ hometown came to help."

"I’ll be waiting, then!" Zhou Xiaohong left happily.

Once the pea cake was set out, it sold very well, as expected. Someone even pre-ordered twenty pieces.

When it was time to pack up and go home, Zhou Xiaohong brought over two more carrying baskets, and Li Wu had someone deliver the rice.

"Little Lin, can you and your sister-in-law carry a hundred jin of rice back? Why don’t I help you take it home?"

Yang Liying smiled. "No need, I can carry it."

Lin Lan gave him the money, then thought for a moment and bought a bag of high-gluten flour from Zhou Xiaohong.