Farm Tough Girl
Chapter 391 - 391 392 Lesson _1

Chapter 391: Chapter 392 Lesson _1 Chapter 391: Chapter 392 Lesson _1 “Don’t you know my heart? Just look how eagerly I’ve been searching for you these days, missing you terribly every day I don’t see you. Come on, give me a kiss,” said Ziquan as he grabbed Qingmei and kissed her. Qingmei half-heartedly resisted, which was as good as consent for him.

Seeing that Qingmei wasn’t resisting, Ziquan became even bolder, reaching under her skirt as if he wanted to have his way with her right there.

Muniang’s anger flared in an instant; she charged at him and kicked the boy, sending him flying.

With a loud “ow,” Ziquan cried out, clutching his bottom as he cursed, “You’ve got some nerve! What do you think you are? Dare to kick me? Do you know who I am? I’m the Eldest Young Master of the Lu Mansion, the son of the County Chief. Have you lost your mind?!”

Qingmei was already petrified with fear. She couldn’t imagine Muniang bearing witness to such a scene and her eyes reddened immediately, “Mu…”

Muniang glanced at her sharply, “Stay put. I’ll deal with you later!”

With tears in her eyes, Qingmei nodded.

Muniang then turned to Ziquan and scoffed, “Son of the County Chief? Aren’t you just the one born from a concubine? How come I only know that Lord Lu has a legit daughter? Some illegitimate whelp dares to threaten me with the County Chief’s name?!”

Ziquan’s face turned white. He indeed was born of a concubine, his greatest vulnerability. His mother had given birth to a son for Lord Lu but was never made his legitimate wife, allowing Lu Qi’er to parade around the mansion arrogantly, lording it over him. If his mother had been made legitimate, what would Lu Qi’er amount to? He could take her down in a minute.

But whenever his mother hinted at being legitimized to Lord Lu, he would just brush it aside. To date, nothing had been formalized. Despite being the only son in the Lu Mansion, he had none of the glory that came with being the son of the County Chief. Whenever he claimed to be Lord Lu’s son, people would ask isn’t it that the Lu Mansion only has a legit daughter?

At those moments, he would seethe with rage!

“Shut your mouth! Who the hell are you to dare such recklessness? If you’ve hurt me today, my father will not let you off!”

Qingmei was startled and looked worriedly at Muniang, but saw Muniang respond with a mocking smile, “Really? If you’ve got the guts, tell Lord Lu about this. I’d love to see if he’ll be gentler than I was when he finds out his own son has been misbehaving with the women in his mansion.”

Ziquan went pale; he truly didn’t dare. He knew too well what kind of person his father was. These little indiscretions he could get away with on his own, but if his father found out, he would definitely be beaten to death.

Muniang’s eyes became frightfully cold in an instant, “Today I only kicked you once, letting you off easy. If there’s a next time, I’ll cripple you and make sure you’ll never be able to be a man again. Qingmei is not someone you want to mess with. Now get out of my sight, pronto!”

Ziquan was nearly scared to death by her menacing tone and scurried away, looking as if he had seen a ghost.

Only then did Muniang turn to Qingmei, who stood beside her sobbing quietly with her head down.

“Come inside and talk to me!” Muniang said sternly, yet it was also to spare her embarrassment in front of others.

Following Muniang into the room, Qingmei heard her say sharply, “I won’t stop you from liking someone. I never interfere with a young lady’s springtime fantasies, but how can you be so lacking in self-respect? To let a man touch you so easily? Don’t you realize you’re still a maiden?!”

Qingmei shrank back, not daring to speak.

But Muniang suddenly asked, “Has he ever touched you before?!” If Qingmei’s answer was yes, Muniang would definitely grab a knife and go straight to chop that bastard up.

Qingmei hastily said, “No, no, today was definitely the first time, I didn’t let him touch me the previous times!”

Muniang felt relieved at heart, yet she still said coldly, “It’s only been a few times and you let him touch you, Qingmei, were you always so easygoing before?”

Hanging her head, Qingmei said in a muffled voice, “It’s just so rare, to have someone like me, I—I—I wanted to keep him, to make him keep liking me, I was afraid if I resisted, he would stop liking me.”

Muniang felt a tightness in her chest. With anyone else, she would have immediately scolded them until they were soaked in blood, but looking at the wronged young girl in front of her, she suddenly couldn’t bring herself to scold her; rather, she felt a surge of pity.

Muniang hugged Qingmei, “Good child, in the future, many will like you, Qingmei is so nice, how could no one like her? Those who speak lightly and want to touch you after just a few meetings, you absolutely must not like them in the future. They just want to play with you, that’s all.”

But Qingmei shook her head resolutely, “No one will like me, I’m not good at anything, I have no achievements, I can’t even compare to others in reading.”

“Who says so? Mu likes you, Qingmei is kind, can do chores, has a good temper, and a gentle nature, how could no one like you?”

Looking embarrassed, Qingmei said to Muniang, “Sister Mu should prefer Tianniu.”

Muniang’s mind was blown. Was this a comparison?

Qingmei lowered her head, “Tianniu is clever and beautiful, and has a good personality. It’s no wonder Miss Lu likes her, and Sister Mu likes her too. Sister Mu herself is a smart and independent person; naturally, she would like a smart and independent Tianniu. But I am dull and have a timid nature; naturally, I am not liked.”

Suddenly, Muniang thought of the question Qingmei had asked Lu Ziquan earlier.

“But I heard you like Tianniu. Why would you like me?”

Muniang had originally thought it was just a casual question. Unexpectedly, this was actually Qingmei’s biggest issue. She just wanted to surpass Tianniu for once. Muniang had been busy with the opera house these days and had never seriously cared about Qingmei, but now, she realized how much she had neglected.

Muniang earnestly turned Qingmei’s body to face her, looking into her eyes and said, “Qingmei, Tianniu has her good points, and you have yours. They can’t be compared. Even Tianniu’s mother often laments that Tianniu is too wild, wishing she could be half as calm as Qingmei.”

Qingmei blinked her moistened eyes, “Really?”

“Really,” Muniang said with utmost seriousness, “Moreover, you don’t have to compare yourself to Tianniu. She is naturally gifted, smarter than most people. Even if you’re not as excellent as her, it doesn’t mean you’re less excellent than others. If just because you’re not as good as her, you feel dejected, then how many people would be depressed every day?”

Qingmei nodded slightly, and Muniang sighed. In the end, it was also her fault for neglecting this point. With only a few children in the mansion, and Tianniu being so remarkable, Qingmei naturally found it easy to feel ashamed herself.