The Lucky Farmgirl-Chapter 79 - 68 Rumors

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79: Chapter 68: Rumors

79 -68: Rumors

But there were those families who just wouldn’t give in, and Manbao’s neighbours listened to the bustle next door, starting a fight out of frustration, muttering under their breath, “Good-for-nothings with no upbringing, always noisy, can’t you keep it quiet for just a moment?”

“What are you saying?” Zhou Dayuan glared at her, chased away their curious grandchildren who were staring at them, and then said, “I’d like to see you keep talking if you’re not afraid of your aunt blocking your door.”

The gaunt old lady started ranting and raving, but she too lowered her voice.

She was about the same age as Ms.

Qian; both had married into Qili Village one after the other.

Don’t be fooled by Ms.

Qian’s demeanor now, spending all day at home doting on her grandchildren, and always smiling gently at the neighbors.

She was fierce in her youth.

Seven or eight years ago, she was the village bully, and even the village chief’s daughter-in-law didn’t dare to provoke her.

The Zhou Family, including Zhou Jin, used to be so poor, but she managed to lift them up.

Although people in the village often said she was a financial burden on the Zhou family with her medical expenses, everyone knew deep down that she was the backbone of the Zhou family and the reason they rose up.

But she still felt a bit resentful, and this resentment stemmed from jealousy and grievances that had accumulated since her youth.

When Manbao started school, and the Zhou family became more bustling by the day, reaching its peak, she might have lowered her voice when cursing others, yet deliberately smacked her stick with a “clack clack” against the door and table, shouting in the direction of Old Zhou’s home: “It’s already dark, why aren’t you sleeping and still wandering outside?

You’ll go up the mountain to gather firewood tomorrow, can’t even find a proper job, you deserve to stay poor!”

The houses in the village were all built some distance apart, considering that the children would eventually need space to build their own homes, which would require approval for residential land.

So there was an intentional gap between each household.

Therefore, the houses behind and to the left and right of Manbao’s home were all a certain distance away.

But this distance was limited, and the houses were not soundproof, so if someone talked a little louder in their yard, it could be heard by the neighbors.

At that moment, Manbao could hear it, but she didn’t realize that her sister-in-law next door was beating around the bush with her complaints.

Manbao, feeling particularly sympathetic, looked over at Zhou Dayuan’s home with a grown-up sigh, “Dayuan’s wife is scolding Dalv again.

Really, you should praise children when teaching them, how can you always scold them?”

Zhou Silang and the others: “…

You should call her sister-in-law, don’t always say ‘Dayuan’s wife, Dayuan’s wife.’ She’s about as old as your mother.”

“Isn’t she just Dayuan’s wife?

It’s just a name, don’t take it so seriously,” Manbao ran to find her three sisters-in-law, saying to them, “Sisters-in-law, don’t be like Dayuan’s wife.

You should praise Datou and Daya, don’t always scold them.

I think Dalv has become dumber because of his mother’s scolding.”

The three sisters-in-law responded with a laugh, glancing sternly at the happy children including Datou and Daya, deciding to go back inside and educate them further.

Old Zhou then turned to his wife and said, “Manbao must have learned this from you.

Teach her not to call out like that in public.”

Ms.

Qian nonchalantly replied, “Don’t worry, our girl isn’t stupid.”

She added, “Look, does she call Dagu’s wife like that?

No, she calls her ‘sister-in-law.’ The child knows exactly what she’s doing, who to call ‘sister-in-law’ and who not to, she has a clear sense of it.”

Old Zhou watched his spouse look disdainfully in the direction of Zhou Dayuan’s home and had the children go out to catch fireflies, making the courtyard even livelier.

At the same time, the commotion from Dayuan’s home grew louder, and the smile on Ms.

Qian’s face widened.

Old Zhou pulled back his head, deciding to say nothing more.

While the children were having fun on one side, the atmosphere in Zhou Dayuan’s home was tense, the children inside hardly daring to breathe, and Dalv’s wife couldn’t help but mutter softly, “Mom really is…

telling us to sleep, but then she makes such a racket outside, how can we sleep through this noise?”

Dalv remained silent.

Dalv’s wife continued, “The other family is just playing in their own yard, isn’t that perfectly fine?

If mom didn’t make all that racket, we’d fall asleep even faster with all the laughter from outside…”

“Alright then, if you’re so capable, go and tell mom that,” Dalv challenged.

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Dalv’s wife, indignantly, turned her back to cuddle with the child and put him to sleep, ignoring him.

Her child then quietly asked Dalv’s wife, “Mom, why doesn’t grandma like Manbao?”

Dalv’s wife responded, “Because she’s smart!”

Dog-Egg was surprised, “Being smart isn’t good?”

“It’s good, but not good if it’s not your own family.” After saying this, Dalv’s wife glanced at Dalv.

Faced flushed with anger, Dalv couldn’t help but slap her, “What nonsense are you talking about?”

“What nonsense?

Isn’t it true?

Mom is just jealous of Old Zhou’s family, jealous of Auntie Qian, always indirectly insulting me by saying I can’t have kids, that I give birth to a bunch of shit-for-brains.

I’d love to have a Golden Egg or a Silver Egg, someone as smart as Manbao.

Do you have what it takes?” Dalv’s wife had been holding back her anger, and with her mother-in-law continuing the racket outside, she exploded, no longer caring that the children were nearby, firing questions at him like a machine gun, “And did you ever look at what her father is like compared to you?

Do you think I can just decide to have one?”

With his eyes reddening in fury, Dalv spat out without thinking, “Her mother is a scholar’s daughter, are you?”

“Oh, please, if he says so, it must be true.

Nobody’s even seen her mother’s family…”

After a quarrel, Dog-Egg and his siblings hid under the quilt, their eyes shining brightly.

Dog-Egg, who was eight years old—only a year younger than Datou—understood things, so the next day he excitedly went to find his friends and whispered, “Manbao wasn’t born from her parents!”

Kids are the worst at keeping secrets, and in less than half a day, most of the children in the village had heard this gossip.

Second Son, who loved playing with friends most, had his friends come to quietly ask him, “Is your aunt born from your grandfather?”

Second Son proudly replied, “Of course not.”

The children were shocked, but Second Son looked down on them, saying, “How could a man give birth?

My aunt is born from my grandma.”

Hey, that made sense to everyone.

So someone countered the argument, saying that although Manbao might not be born from her father, she was indeed born from her mother!

By the time Datou heard the rumor, it had already made two rounds in the village, but only among the kids; older children hadn’t heard it.

Thus, Datou tracked down Dog-Egg, the source of the rumor, and after confronting him, gave Dog-Egg a beating, saying, “You look neither like your dad nor your mom; you’re definitely not born from your parents!”

With a bloody nose and crying, Dog-Egg shouted back, “You’re lying, my parents said it themselves, your aunt isn’t born from your grandparents, my grandma also said that nobody taught your aunt, isn’t that the same as having no parents?”

Infuriated, Datou hit him again, saying, “You’re the one who hasn’t been taught, been taught to spread such rumors?”