Carefree Farmwife: Training the Husband, Raising the Bun - Chapter 149

Because it was just a widowed mother and son, the two of them slept more lightly than most. As soon as the door latch moved, both Ying Su and the little bun woke up. She told the little bun to hide first and not make a sound.

At first, she thought it was a thief breaking in, but after hearing Feng Dayou’s words, Ying Su grew even more furious. So it was that disgusting thing Feng Qiufang had found! Not only did he covet her, he even dared sneak into her house, his audacity was outrageous!

Ying Su grabbed the broom by the side and gave Feng Dayou two hard smacks across the mouth, instantly swelling it red.

The little bun also ran out from the west room, holding a small wooden stool in his hands. He smashed it several times onto Feng Dayou’s body, spitting on him again and again, while cursing loudly, “Beat you to death, you scum! Filthy beast! How dare you try to insult my mommy, you rotten bastard!”

“You little bastard, believe it or not, I’ll kill you!” Feng Dayou still shouted viciously at the little bun. “Your daddy here just fell into your slut mother’s trap tonight! Once I recover, I’ll fuck her to death in bed!”

Hearing such filthy words, even Ying Su’s best self-control couldn’t contain the fury in her heart. She lifted her foot and kicked him twice hard in the body, making him cry out in pain.

The little bun was also filled with rage. Dropping the little stool, he started kicking him too. By the time mother and son were done venting, Feng Dayou had already been beaten unconscious.

Next, the little bun kept watch while Ying Su dragged Feng Dayou all the way across Dongjun River and dumped him into a small gully at the foot of Dongjun Mountain.

At dawn, Feng Dayou finally woke up. Seeing himself lying in a ditch, hands and feet still tied, he gnashed his teeth in hatred. He only wished he could rush back immediately and viciously teach that widow a lesson. He struggled with all his might before finally managing to untie the ropes.

Over at the old Li family house, Li Zhi tossed and turned all night, unable to sleep soundly. Just before dawn, he finally dozed off. Soon he dreamed that Feng Dayou had succeeded, the widow obediently married off, his whole family moving into Shen Cuihua’s brick house, and Yin-ge’er becoming a scholar, headed to the capital for exams…

At that moment, an urgent knocking at the door woke him. He knew it must be Feng Dayou returning, so he quickly got up to open the door.

The moment he opened it, he saw Feng Dayou filthy all over, bruised and swollen. He immediately asked, “What happened to you? Did it work?”

“Work? How the hell could it work?” Feng Dayou snapped angrily. “You don’t know how fierce that widow is. The moment I snuck inside, she beat me to a pulp. I couldn’t even touch a single finger of hers!”

The others in the old house had woken up one after another. As soon as Feng Qiufang came out, she was scolded harshly by Feng Dayou.

“Qiufang-jie, is this how you trick your brother? What kind of widow is she? I don’t think you could find one like her even across ten villages! There’s no way this marriage can work! Hurry up and give me back the betrothal money, I’m still hurting all over!”

Feng Qiufang quickly hid behind Li Zhi and said, “Dayou, that betrothal money wasn’t taken by me. Even if you don’t want to go through with this marriage, you shouldn’t be asking me for it.”

Feng Dayou’s face immediately darkened. “What did you just say? Qiufang-jie, are you trying to deny me now?”

Li Zhi hurried to smooth things over. “Brother, don’t be angry. Your sister didn’t mean it that way.” After a pause, he added, “So you really don’t want this marriage anymore?”

Seeing that he still seemed to have ideas, Feng Dayou thought back to last night. Though it was dark, the widow really was beautiful. And to think he had suffered such a beating without even touching her hand, it was simply unbearable! After hesitating a while, he said, “What’s the point of wanting? That woman can’t be dealt with at all.”

Li Zhi, sensing his wavering, said, “As long as you still want her, that’s easy. Here’s what you do, later, just go to her door and claim you two already had an affair…”

Hearing this, Feng Dayou felt uncertain. “Will that even work?”

Li Zhi replied, “As long as you ruin that woman’s reputation, what choice will she have but to marry you? If she refuses, a widow caught with a man will be drowned in the pond! At that time, we’ll all go back you up. With everyone saying the same thing, I don’t believe she can deny it!”

Following Li Zhi’s plan, Feng Dayou went to Ying Su’s gate and began shouting at the top of his lungs, “Cuihua! Cuihua! You can’t just get out of bed and then deny me! Brother here has saved up enough silver to marry you, how can you forget you once promised to be my wife?”

Although Ying Su’s house was in the more remote east side of the village, Feng Dayou had deliberately chosen the mealtime, so villagers quickly came to watch the commotion.

With a crowd gathered, Feng Dayou became even more animated, performing loudly, “Have you found another lover now, and forgotten your Brother? Back then you swore you’d marry me, but now I come to propose, and you turn against me, beating and scolding me! Cuihua, come out here! Today I demand an explanation!”

The villagers watching thought to themselves: as expected, Shen Cuihua wasn’t a proper woman. Not only had she stolen a man, she had even kicked him aside. Now the man had come calling, and he even looked genuinely smitten.

Among the crowd, Wang Lanhua leaned over and whispered to Li Guihua: “Let me tell you, last night in the middle of the night, our dog barked. My man went out to check, and saw this man passing our gate, heading east.”

Looking as if she held inside information, those around her quickly turned their ears to listen for more.

With great relish, Wang Lanhua continued, “He looked like he knew the way well, so he must have been going to that widow’s house! I’ve said before, how could a poor widow afford such a fine house and so much meat?!” She jerked her chin toward Feng Dayou and added, “Turns out it all came from her stealing a man.”

Nearby, Sun Youcai chimed in eagerly, “I’ve seen it before too! I always wondered why men liked sneaking up Dongjun Mountain in the dark. Turns out they were here for that business!”

Seeing how earnestly he spoke, the others believed it even more. The gossip spread quickly soon, dozens were saying they had seen men coming toward Dongjun Mountain at night.

Some even claimed they had personally seen men knocking on the widow’s door, and her opening it with laughter, the two of them chatting happily, arms around each other.

The more they said, the more real it sounded. In no time, most of the villagers believed that Shen Cuihua had indeed been secretly meeting men.

Yet the person herself had not appeared. Feng Dayou kept pounding on Ying Su’s gate, but no one came out to open it.

“Could it be that after doing such shameful things, she’s too embarrassed to show her face, and is hiding inside?” Wang Lanhua shrieked.

“I’d like to know exactly what shameful thing I’ve done that makes me unfit to face people! Hiding? I, Shen Cuihua, have never once hidden in fear!”

A clear, ringing woman’s voice rose from the back of the crowd, laced with her innate pride.