Chapter 36: Who is the Thief?
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Mrs. Sun hurriedly lifted the lid of the coffin, and a pungent smell rushed out, making Mrs. Sun cover her face and sneeze to the side.
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Turning back again, in the light of the fire she saw that the chili paste in the altar was almost gone!
"What's going on" Mrs. Sun looked up at Yang Ruohong, completely confused!
“Hmph, what else could it be There was a thief who snuck into my house this afternoon!” Yang Ruqing said grumpily.
As soon as she stepped into her own room, she sensed something was wrong.
There were clear signs of a disturbance in the house. The straw around the chicken coop had been overturned, and the hen was gone.
She heard a gurgling sound from above her head. She looked up and saw the old hen, looking frightened, huddled on the eaves, tilting her head and staring with wide eyes, which startled her.
"What Has our house been robbed" Mrs. Sun's face also turned pale, and her speech became stammered: "T-t-then what about those things your Aunt Guihua sent..."
“I hid all those things beforehand!” Yang Ruqing said.
At noon, she was just having a whim and hid all the eggs, rice and dried mushrooms.
“Just keep it hidden! That old hen…” Sun asked again.
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“The old hen is still here,” Yang Ruqing said, but since the thief had entered their house, he must have found the old hen. This time, he didn't take the old hen away. Perhaps the old hen suddenly flew onto the roof, and the thief couldn't catch it for a moment. He was also afraid of waking up Yang Huazhong in the next room, so the old hen escaped for now.
But the old hen has been targeted!
And that chili sauce, she thought no one would steal it, after all, it wasn't anything special. Unexpectedly, the thief was really indiscriminate!
Sun shi bit her lip, at a loss for words for a long time. A short silence fell in the small kitchen, broken only by the cheerful gurgling of the pot on the stove. Bubbles mixed with the aroma of wild vegetables and matsutake mushrooms slowly filled the room.
After a while, Mrs. Sun whispered to Yang Ruoqing, "Ruoqing, do you have any idea who did this"
"Humph, who else could it be It must be someone from Old Yang's family!" Yang Ruqing said angrily. Moreover, Uncle Fourth Yang Huaming was the most suspect!
“In the afternoon, it was just my fourth uncle who came over here, his suspicion is the biggest... Ugh...” Yang Ruqing’s words were only half spoken before she was covered by Mrs. Sun’s hand.
Mrs. Sun nervously glanced at the direction of the kitchen door and whispered to Yang Ruohua, "Catching thieves and stealing goods, if someone hears this kind of baseless talk and it reaches your fourth uncle's ears, it would be disastrous!"
The fourth brother's reputation has never been very good in the village.
"A bit of a glutton for convenience, she'd rather slack off than cook. Sun thought back to when she'd just given birth to Qinger, lying in bed recuperating. When Qinger’s grandmother had sent over a pot of simmered chicken broth and set it on the table…"
Qinger's grandmother went to the pond at the village entrance to wash Qinger's diapers. While she was doing that, she sat on the bed, leaning sideways, feeding Dayan milk. On the other hand, Yang Huaming slipped in by the wall.
She saw him, but she was too embarrassed to speak up.
One was her sister-in-law, and the other was her nephew. At that time, Yang Huaming hadn't married a wife yet, he was still a young boy. She herself was breastfeeding with her clothes open. If this were to alarm the other people in the Yang family, things would get exposed, and no one would be able to save face.
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She endured the hunger pangs, not daring to speak or turn her head. She only hoped that Yang Huaming would at least leave some for her, so she could breastfeed Qinger.
But who knew, he drank it all!
Yang Huaming has done many more things like this kind of stealing food! This chili sauce, at least there is still a little bit left at the bottom of the jar. Stir it around and it's still enough to mix with some stir-fried vegetable paste for dinner tonight!
Son retracted her hand from Yang Ruqing's mouth, sighed, and turned to begin mixing the water spinach.
Here, Yang Ruoqing was so angry she could roll her eyes.
"Mother, we are the victims here! We left our home with nothing, and still couldn't escape this. Big Cloud Aunt and the others kindly sent us some things, and now these people are eyeing them, preventing us from even speaking up about it. This anger is simply unbearable!"
“Even if it's hard to swallow, we have to swallow it!” Mrs. Sun said with red eyes, “Your father is like this now, and your two younger brothers are still young. The burden of the family falls on our mother and daughter. Life is long, who knows what might happen in the future, and we may still need to rely on your grandfather and uncles for help. Once we tear up this face, it will be difficult to get along with anyone in the courtyard!”
Yang Ruoqing fell silent.
In this backward and isolated mountain village, the pillar of the family, Yangzhu, had collapsed. Even though his wife and daughters were capable, they still fell short in many things!
Not to mention anything else, just the cultivation of those two acres of farmland, driving the old ox to plow the land, Sun and Yang Ruohua couldn't do that kind of work!
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But Yang Ruqing's silence at this moment does not represent her retreat and concession! She will definitely find other ways to expose the thief's true colors!
This time, stealing tasted sweet, so there will definitely be a next time. Hmph, as long as he dares to come, I'll make him pay!
A dinner, finished in this dull atmosphere. After a bath, Yang Ruqing returned to her room, shut the door from behind, and wedged chairs against it before finally climbing onto the bed.
The front yard, Yang Huaming's house in the Si Fang.
Yang Huaming leaned back in a chair, burping contentedly, still holding a blade of straw between his teeth to pick at the gap.
A pair of feet were soaking in hot water. Liu, with a large belly, squatted hard in front of him, scrubbing his feet.
"Old Ho, you are truly capable! You managed to get such a large bowl of chili sauce. Hiding it in our house means we'll have flavor for every meal from now on!" Liu looked at her husband with admiration. The more she looked, the more she found him amazing and admirable!
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“That’s right, don’t even look at who I am. As long as I want something, nothing is beyond my grasp!” Yang Huaming burped contentedly, a smug look on his face. Suddenly, he thought of something and furrowed his brow: “There’s still an old hen in Fatty’s room. I originally planned to bring it back to make soup, but damn it, that creature flies so well, whoosh! It flew straight to the roof beam and almost pecked my eyes!”
"Dad, is your eye okay Let me take a look!"
Liu suddenly became tense and stood up to look at Yang Huaming's face.
My own husband's face, it's truly handsome. There isn't anyone in all of Changping Village who could compare. If something were to happen to it, I don't know what I would do!
Yang Huaming, however, did not appreciate it. He brushed Liu's hand away and glared at her: "What are you so worried about Am I that cowardly That hen, I'll find a way to get it back later. It's so fat, it would be a great dish for drinking!"
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(I wasn't feeling well the past few days, so I couldn't update. Sorry.)
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