Chapter 114: Mu Zichuan's Change of Words
k to handle thisThe first person who popped into Yang Ruqing's mind was her Fifth Uncle, Yang Huazhou.Uncle Wu is good at carpentry and helps out on farms in his spare time.Tell him to come back and s...Yang Ruqing once again made a move, steadying Mu Zichuan and the bucket along with him.
Mu Zichuan was startled and looked up. Yang Ruoqing shook her head: "He's a useless bookworm. He has no strength, is pretentious, and lives in misery for face!"
Having said that, she again lifted his two buckets and strode toward the village entrance.
"Fatty..."
Mu Zi Chuan softly called out, furrowed his brows, and followed behind with a face full of annoyance.
His shoes were broken, and he stumbled along the path. With empty hands, he was instantly left far behind by Yang Ruqing, who was carrying a bucket of water.
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The boy looked up and gazed at the girl's back.
This back, over the past few years, ever since he could remember, this back has always been a nightmare that haunted him!
And tonight, the moonlit sky was like water. This elusive figure, both near and far, brought him a strange joy, a strange, complex mix of emotions churning in his chest!
Just past the turn is the wall of my own house, and the figure ahead stopped.
Mu Zi Chuan hurried to quicken his pace and ran up, stopping Yang Ru Qing who was turning around to head back.
He muttered, “Fatty…”
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"Phatya"
Yang Ruqing raised her hand and interrupted him.
She lowered her head and glanced at herself, then asked Mu Zichuan, "Do you think I've lost some weight"
Mu Zi川 opened his eyes wide.
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Upon her reminder, he realized that Fatty had indeed lost a lot of weight.
Once upon a time, this body was so fat that when he walked, it rolled like a barrel.
Although Panya is not slender yet, and even a bit plumper than her peers, she has lost quite a few pounds compared to before!
Moreover, Mukizuka also discovered that the slimmed-down Fatty actually had quite a pretty face.
Especially her eyes, brighter than the stars in the sky.
When looking at him like this, his cheeks inexplicably felt a bit warm!
"I'll be getting thinner in the future, people must keep up with the times, including their names, what do you think"
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Yang Ruqing asked Mu Zichuan with a smile.
Although, this body used to be really fat.
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Although, the nickname "Fatty" has accompanied this body for over ten years.
Although, a designation is just a label.
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But, as a woman, especially one who was once a goddess-level special agent in her past life, she couldn't be happy being called "Chubby Chubby" all day long!
Upon hearing Yang Ruqing's words, Mu Ziquan was stunned.
Yang Ruqing didn't know if he would change his words later, she shook her head and turned to leave.
And then his voice came from behind.
"Qing'er, thank you for helping me carry the water. Why don't you come to my house and have a cup of tea"
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Mu Zichuan extended a heartfelt invitation.
Yang Ruqing heard his invitation, although she knew this was a polite invitation he gave her out of courtesy for helping him carry water.
But I still find it very surprising.
She turned her head and glanced at the Mu family courtyard, teasingly saying, "You invited me well, if I really go, your mother would probably make a big fuss, can you handle it"
Mù Zǐchuān blushed and was speechless.
Yang Ruqing chuckled and patted Mu Zichuan's shoulder, "Just kidding you! Next time if your strength isn't enough, carry it bucket by bucket. Otherwise, use a pole!" She walked away.
By the time Mu Ziquan came to his senses, Yang Ruohui was already far away.
He didn't leave in a hurry, but stood there, staring at the girl's departing figure, lost in thought...
"Zichuan, Zichuan!"
A woman's voice called from behind.
The widowed Zhao came before Mu Zi Chuan, calling out his name, but he still didn't react.
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A pair of eyes, staring straight ahead.
"This silly kid, what's he so engrossed in looking at"
The Zhao widow was surprised, and she couldn't help but follow Mu Ziquan's gaze.
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This wasn't just a glance, it was a look. Zhao's widow's eyes nearly popped out of her head in fright.
"That back, why does it look so much like Old Yang's plump girl" asked Zhao the Widow.
“Well, it’s Qing’er!” Mu Zijian nodded.
I really hope that tonight, with Yang Ruoqing helping me carry water, might change Mother's view of her. It would be wonderful if it could.
But Zhao, the widow, didn't give him that chance at all.
Upon hearing the name Yang Ruohua, Zhao the widow was as though she had heard a raging beast.
My goodness, how did Fatya run over here Could it be that she heard some rumors and knows you have a chance of passing this imperial examination this time, so she wants to pester you again That won't do!
Mudzi Chuan couldn't help but laugh and cry!
"Mother, don't say it like that. Whether or not I passed the exam, we won't know until the results are released. Even I'm not quite sure yet, how could Qing'er possibly know..."
"Wait a minute!"
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The Zhao widow suddenly raised her hand to interrupt Mu Zichuan's words.
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A woman's sharp eyes, like a searchlight, darted back and forth over Mukizukawa's body, her face filled with astonishment.
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"Zichuan, what did you just call her Qing'er"
Mu Zi Chuan remained silent, but did not deny it.
Zhao the widow's expression changed drastically, looking as if she were facing a great enemy.
“Qing’er You actually called that chubby girl Qing’er What kind of Qing’er is she to you” Zhao Widow asked Mu Zichuan, her voice trembling with anger.
Mu Zi Chuan was stunned, "Mother, it's just a name, there's nothing to…"
“Nothing” Zhao the Widow jumped up in alarm.
"You little rascal, that Fatty kicked you to the curb, making you the only man in our ten villages who was jilted at the altar. You should hate her for life! Not only do you not hate her, but you've even changed how you address her I argued on your behalf and still wouldn't dare go near the Yang family's gate or even look at their roof! What is wrong with you Are you trying to drive me crazy"
Seeing Zhao's widow in such a disheveled state, Mu Zichuan was completely baffled.
Isn't it just a name Wasn't the mother's reaction a bit over the top
Besides, Qinger's withdrawal from the engagement wasn't your doing either. You were the one who went out of your way to push for it, and because you made things obvious, they got wind of it and beat you to it!
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Thinking of this, a surge of nameless anger flared up in Mu Zichuan's heart.
He was too lazy to appease his mother, and he didn't, as usual, hastily apologize to her and calm her anger.
Mu Zi Chuan didn't utter a word of defense. He bent down, picked up the bucket beside his feet, and walked toward the courtyard gate with his head bowed.
Zhao the widow stayed rooted to the spot, staring at her son's disappearing figure, stunned!
The widow Zhao, furious, chased after him, shouting angrily, "You little brat! Old woman hasn't finished speaking yet, stop for me, stop!"
Yang Ruqing returned home, Sun was busy tending to the family's dinner in the kitchen. Dayan was stuffing firewood into the stove, while Xiaon was playing nearby.
"Mother, what shall we eat tonight" Yang Ruqing asked after entering the door.
Sun said, "Just use the leftover food from noon and make do with whatever."
Yang Ruqing nodded. "Okay, it's good to eat something simple. Let's free up some time tonight. Tonight, I want to make tofu!"
“Qing’er, speaking of making tofu, I was just about to tell you!” Sun shi put the lid on tightly and pointed to something in the corner of the kitchen. “Your Uncle Chang Geng brought over their stone mill.”
"Oh, Uncle Chang Geng is such a good person! When I just casually mentioned it to him at lunchtime, he brought it over himself!"
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"Haha, Uncle Chang Geng is a good person by nature, and he's even more so to our family!" Mrs. Sun said.
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“Okay, the tofu is done. I’ll give two pieces to their children to try!” said Yang Ruqing.
"Well then, my little Qinger is such a good girl!"rn disabled, and it’s highly unlikely he’ll ever find a wife. And even if he did, it wouldn't be my blood.”Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!“This is why I want to hav...