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Chapter 290: Chapter 292 Upper and Lower Mouths_1
"What do you mean ’you’? Take good care of yourself and the baby. If you give birth to a son, there might be something to discuss, but if not... heh, the wind is rather strong today, be careful not to twist your tongue."
Qiao Duo’er kindly reminded, was she getting cocky too soon? 𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑝𝘶𝘣.𝑐𝘰𝘮
To her knowledge, Wang Clan was still very dissatisfied with her.
Widow Xu bit her lip until she could taste a faint hint of blood before releasing it.
That Qiao Duo’er just knew how to rub salt into wounds, how morally destitute was she?
Qiao Duo’er didn’t care a bit about Widow Xu’s resentment, you’re angry, that’s perfect!
"Tan Zhengyuan, decide quickly if you need our help, or Zhenghong and I will head into the mountains to chop wood."
The rest was up to Tan Zhengyuan, if he didn’t want the grain from those three acres of land, who could stop him?
"You can’t agree, that’s my land, you want to give the grain away, give away your own."
Widow Xu quickly made her stance clear, she definitely wouldn’t let herself be at a loss.
When she first hooked up with Tan Zhengyuan, he seemed dutiful, and she thought he had changed. Little did she know, it didn’t take long for him to show his true colors.
If it weren’t for the child in her belly, she would have kicked this damned man away long ago!
Qiao Duo’er, eager to stir up trouble, said, "You already have a child together, what’s mine is yours, right? It’s all the same who gives it."
Widow Xu glared fiercely at Qiao Duo’er. She only wanted Tan Zhengyuan’s land to become hers; the idea of him wanting her land?
Not a chance!
Tan Zhengyuan steeled his heart, "I agree with you, now hurry up and go, it’s getting late."
Even giving them half of the grain was better than getting rained on, right?
Looking at the sky, a heavy rain was inevitable, and then he would be the one suffering alone, with half the harvest.
"You dare!" Widow Xu hastily tried to stop him.
Tan Zhengyuan said irritably, "The household relies on me for everything, what do you have besides talking? Fine, you don’t want to harvest, then you go when the rain comes."
It was unclear whether his mention of "talking" was a slip of the tongue or had another implication.
"Do you have no conscience? Isn’t the child I’m carrying your son? I’ll kill him right now!"
She had been so nauseous the past few days; wasn’t it all for him?
And now he could say such heartless words!
Was she left with nothing but talking, eating food from above and men from below?
Widow Xu became angrier the more she thought about it, clenching her fists, ready to hit her own belly.
"If you don’t want to live this life, you can leave right now, that grain is coming out of my land anyway!" Tan Zhengyuan lost his patience, almost wishing he could give Widow Xu a couple of punches himself.
However, for the sake of his son’s face, he held back, intending to discipline this woman later, once the child was born.
It was then that Widow Xu kept quiet, as long as her harvest was untouched.
Tan Zhengyuan agreed to Qiao Duo’er’s terms, and Qiao Duo’er went to inform Hu’s Clan, also giving a few instructions to Da Ya.
Once in the fields, Qiao Duo’er worked with full force, much faster than the last time she had been harvesting rice, and she persisted for a long time.
To teach a scoundrel, you need this kind of energy!
"Wife, you should rest for a bit."
Zheng Hong handed a cup of water to Qiao Duo’er, looking at the sweat beading on her forehead; he was almost heartbroken.
Qiao Duo’er drank the water, "I’m not tired, I feel like I have endless strength."
Hmph, she just didn’t want to let Tan Zhengyuan, that pig, take advantage. Best to leave him just enough grain to pay the tribute.
Thinking to reap without sowing? No such principle exists anywhere!
