Chapter 65 Venting One's Anger

Chapter 65 Venting One's Anger

Before the meal was even ready, Hao Yu and Jiang Yuan rushed back.

The two walked into the courtyard, bringing with them a chill. Hao Yu greeted Xiao Yang, who had run to open the door for them, and then went to settle the game they had brought back. Jiang Yuan stood at the kitchen door to shiver a little before going into the kitchen and asking Xie Wan Niang if there was anything he could cook.

Without a second thought, Xie Wanniang assigned him the task of scooping out the pickled vegetables with a bowl.

By the time he washed his hands and brought out two bowls of pickled vegetables into the main room, Xie Wanniang had already cooked the noodles.

She scooped a bowl of noodles with a strainer, and Jiang Yuan took it and poured the sauce over the noodles. The two worked together seamlessly and quickly brought four large bowls of noodles to the dining table in the main room.

Hao Yu washed her hands and came in. The four of them sat by the fire and started slurping noodles.

After eating the hot noodles, Hao Yu, who had been standing in the cold wind outside for half a day, couldn't help but sigh, "Delicious!"

Xie Wanniang smiled, "If you like it, please eat more."

I can't say for sure about her cooking, but she can definitely make sure you're full.

Hao Yu smiled and nodded, "You should all eat more too. How can you have the energy to work if you don't eat your fill?"

He was mainly saying this to Xiao Yang, because neither Jiang Yuan nor Xie Wan Niang were the type of people who would let themselves go hungry.

After lunch, Xie Wanniang, while Hao Yu and Jiang Yuan were both there, told them about how Aunt Wang had come to see her first, and then went to see Wang Xiaozhi.

Hao Yu frowned as she listened. "You don't need to worry about this. I'll help you get revenge."

Jiang Yuan interjected, "I'll go."

Hao Yu waved her hand, "They were insulted by that old woman because of me. If I don't stand up for them, what kind of person would I be?"

Jiang Yuan put down his chopsticks. "If Master has something to do, this disciple will do his duty."

Hao Yu: ......

Hao Yu rubbed her temples. "Alright, then choose your time carefully and be mindful of your actions."

Jiang Yuan: "Mm."

He only cursed a few times and stole some firewood; there was really no need to beat him up badly.

Upon hearing this, Xie Wanniang took advantage of the moment when Jiang Yuan was cleaning up the dishes and taking them to the kitchen to wash them, and ran over to whisper a few words to him.

Suddenly being so close to Xie Wanniang, Jiang Yuan's entire body began to turn red and heat up uncontrollably.

As for what Xie Wanniang said, I'm sorry, he heard it, but it seems like he didn't hear it at all.

So the next day, the firsthand gossip Xie Wanniang heard from Wang Xiaozhi became:

“Grandma Wang from the west end of the village, the one who came to see you yesterday and was locked out of the house by you, her second son was knocked unconscious and dumped at her doorstep by someone last night.”

“His father went to close the courtyard gate and found him lying motionless on the ground. He was terrified and kept calling for his older brother to carry him back into the house.”

"When the neighbors heard the commotion, they ran over to see what was going on and found that he had been beaten black and blue, and his mother was crying and wailing, saying that he also had a lot of injuries on his body."

"However, Dr. Chen said that they are all superficial injuries and will heal on their own without any medicine."

As Xie Wanniang listened, she couldn't help but wonder, hadn't she given Jiang Yuan the idea of ​​stuffing that old woman's mouth with cow dung? Why did he turn around and go after that old woman's second son?

Wang Xiaozhi was unaware of what she was thinking; at that moment, she had a relieved expression on her face, as if she had finally gotten over her anger.

"I heard it's because he barged into a widow's house late at night and got beaten up by her brothers. I don't know if it's true."

Wang Da Niang's second son was an idle scoundrel who loved to steal chickens and dogs. He didn't work during the day and was never home at night. Before this incident, the rumors in the village were that he always went to the next village to play dominoes with other scoundrels. This was the first time that he had broken into a widow's house.

"Who cares if it's true or not." Xie Wanniang handed a handful of roasted peanuts to Wang Xiaozhi. "If that old woman is unhappy, then I'm happy."

She wasn't sure if Jiang Yuan was behind it, but as she herself said, she was happy when those weirdos who came to insult her and made her unhappy.

While cracking peanut shells, Wang Xiaozhi nodded vigorously with a smile, "That's right, as soon as I heard that old hag was crying with tears and snot all over her face, I immediately stopped being angry."

After exchanging a few words of laughter, Wang Xiaozhi, who had other matters to attend to at home, took her leave. Xie Wanniang, on the other hand, continued her embroidery work, fulfilling the orders she had received from the town.

Now, she is Qin Niangzi's most coveted treasure. Qin Niangzi will definitely give her those well-paid and demanding jobs to embroider, as long as she has the time.

Xie Wanniang, who actually had no talent for embroidery, never dreamed that one day she would become famous because of her embroidery skills.

After all, she was an ordinary girl who had been described as "not bad" by her embroidery master for ten years and had always thought that her skill level was just so-so.

Not to mention comparing her to her master, who was an expert in this field, and her master's sisters, nieces, and grandnieces, even compared to the other girls in the Xie family, her embroidery skills would only rank in the middle.

While secretly amused by the stark contrast between her humble beginnings and her current situation, Xie Wanniang couldn't help but feel fortunate that she had been diligent enough in both her past and present lives.

Because of her hard work, she mastered many essential survival skills.

Because she had mastered many essential survival skills, she was able to live a life of plenty, dignity, and freedom even after encountering danger and losing the protection of the Xie family.

Not long after watching the lively scene at Aunt Wang's house, it was already the 23rd day of the twelfth lunar month, which is the day before the Lunar New Year.

On the eve of the Lunar New Year, Jiang Yuan bought the special candy for the Kitchen God a day in advance.

In the morning, Xie Wanniang made a big pot of dumpling soup. After everyone finished eating, they started making rice cakes and bean buns using millet flour, red beans, red dates, and other ingredients.

The rice cakes here aren't made by simply piling the dough on top and steaming it. Instead, a steamer is placed over a large pot of boiling water, with red beans and dates laid on a cloth as a base, and then layers of moist millet flour with a little water added are sprinkled on top.

The timing and heat control are difficult to grasp, and constantly bending over and working is also a real physical task. Therefore, Jiang Yuan and Hao Yu also stayed in the kitchen, taking turns to help sprinkle fresh wet flour when the time was right, following Xie Wanniang's instructions.

Xiao Yang wasn't idle either; she was in charge of tending the fire in the two pots used for steaming rice cakes and boiling beans.

The beans were soaked by Xie Wanniang in advance, then cooked in a pot until soft and bursting open, then drained, mashed into a paste, and then stir-fried.

Add a little oil to a pot, then add red bean paste and a little brown sugar. Stir-fry over low heat until it clumps together (it can be pinched into a ball without falling apart, about 5-8 minutes). Then add a spoonful of lard to increase the smoothness of the red bean paste.