My Beloved Super Fierce Wife
Chapter 591 She... she scratched his face.

Chapter 591: 591 She... she scratched his face.

Tangtang always said she had no grand ambitions, she just wanted to live a happy life with her family.

However, the things she did, whether intentional or not, brought a different kind of vitality to the brigade.

What was once a stagnant pond, month after month, day after day, showing not even the slightest ripple, had somehow begun to come to life.

On the surface, it seemed that Lin Tang was nowhere to be found, but in reality, she was behind every step, giving a push.

Lin Qingmu was truly proud of his sister.

Although his heart was tumultuous, he kept it to himself, not letting it show on his face.

"Hmm, may I borrow two books?"

Meng Mingyuan didn’t nod or shake his head but explained the borrowing rules instead.

"If you’re reading here, two books or five isn’t a big deal."

"But if you want to take them out, you can only borrow one at most, that’s the borrowing rule set by the Brigade Department."

This was to ensure maximum circulation of the books and prevent people from hoarding them without actually reading.

After a moment’s thought, Lin Qingmu understood the reason.

"I’ll just read it here."

Meng Mingyuan made a record with his head down.

Lin Qingmu thanked him, took the book out of the library, and sat down beside Lin Tang.

"Hahaha, it feels like it’s been a long time since we sat down to read together."

He felt this way, but Lin Tang’s nostalgia was even more profound.

"...It has been a long time."

Memories crossing time and space overlapped; upon their sudden resurgence, the sense of déjà vu was extra clear.

What remained in his heart was only gratitude.

With a smile in her eyes, Lin Tang did not reveal her thoughts to Lin Qingmu, who simply said, "Let’s take advantage of the quiet and read now, before it gets too noisy to concentrate."

One could imagine what a ruckus the brigade would make once the money distribution started.

It would likely be noisier than a few thousand ducks.

Having said that, he began to read voraciously.

Lin Tang glanced at her third brother’s focused profile and pursed her lips.

She knew all along that the old excuse her brothers used—that they disliked studying—was a lie.

Nowadays, who doesn’t know that studying can change the future?

They just knew that times were tough at home and wanted to leave the opportunity to study for her.

This library, it was indeed the right move!

With a curve in her brows and eyes, Lin Tang concealed her emotions and began to read.

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Sunlight filtered through the branches, and children of all sizes sat beneath the trees, reading intently, as if the entire space were wrapped in tenderness.

Passersby couldn’t help but smile upon seeing this scene.

How wonderful!

About half an hour later, Lin Fu had distributed the money from the pig sales to every household.

Each household started off with one hundred yuan.

Villagers handling a thick wad of cash were all smiles.

The women were thinking about preparing a few extra dishes for the New Year’s feast, about buying the kids a new jacket.

The men took a long drag of their homemade cigarettes, their eyes crinkling with laughter.

After a year of relentless toil, at least they had something to show for it to their families.

The whole village was bursting with joy, even livelier than past New Year celebrations.

Seeing everyone so happy made Lin Fu happy as well.

"Make sure to keep the money safe. Winter is coming, if you don’t have enough food, find ways to store more. If your house is too dilapidated, fix the roof. It’s going to be very cold this year, so prepare for winter," he said.

The prediction of a cold winter came from the experienced elders of the brigade.

Used to poverty, the villagers’ first instinct upon receiving such an amount was to save it.

Hearing the captain’s words, their fleeting thoughts suddenly became practical concerns.

Indeed, there weren’t few places at home that needed money.

One man thought of his house and frowned.

"My house is too decrepit. It’s usually fine, but when it rains, the roof leaks, and when it pours, it’s like a flood. I’m afraid it won’t withstand heavy snow. I’m planning to get some tiles to fix the roof..."

Cui Fang’s husband nodded, saying, "Your house indeed needs repairs. We have a larger family, so we need to get more food."

His family has many sons, so they earn quite a few work points.

But, they’re all laborers, which means they also eat a lot.

Don’t think over a hundred isn’t much, in his family if one person gets one piece of clothing, it’s all gone.

Sigh!

So, what’s the use of having so many children?

Seeing the members start chatting, Lin Fu looked on with an indescribable helplessness.

Bang bang bang—

He struck the bronze gong below.

A clear ’ding’ sound resonated.

Everyone quieted down.

"Stop the chatter, everyone mind your own business. Take your money and head home quickly, have you earned enough work points for today?"

The mention of work points hit a nerve, and immediately everyone fell silent.

Alright, the ’debt’ owed would have to be repaid sooner or later.

Without further discussion, everyone headed towards the village.

Li Xiuli, hearing the Captain say that the money from selling the pig was brought back by her third son, quickly walked home with Lin Lu.

Seeing everyone else counting their money, they too had gotten itchy hands.

Zhao Honghua and Chen Ziqiang, on their way home, saw Li Xiuli and her husband’s anxious figures and burst into laughter.

"Your Xiuli Auntie is just like she was when she was young always quick to act on her words."

Chen Ziqiang looked toward his mother, but the next second withdrew his gaze.

"Hmm."

The more he compared Xiuli Auntie, the more his heart ached for his mother.

He was determined to work hard to make his mother’s later years comfortable.

Zhao Honghua knew her son was not good with words and would rather act than speak, so she didn’t mind.

Just then, Chen Jiefang came over with Hua Xing.

Seeing the two of them, Zhao Honghua and Chen Ziqiang’s smiles vanished in an instant.

Without regard for anything, Chen Jiefang approached and called out, "Honghua, Ziqiang..."

Hua Xing followed behind him, meekly smiling without saying a word.

Chen Ziqiang frowned imperceptibly and called out, "Dad..."

Zhao Honghua looked at the two in front of her with an expressionless face and an eye full of annoyance.

She tugged at Chen Ziqiang’s arm, "Let’s go."

After speaking, she pulled her son, intending to leave.

Chen Jiefang stepped forward, blocking their way with his hand.

He glanced around to see that the brigade members had left, and then went straight to the point, "I want to talk about those two pigs at home."

Chen Ziqiang’s gaze hardened.

"What does the pig that my mother and I raised have to do with you?"

Zhao Honghua wasn’t a fool; she naturally knew what this deadbeat man was thinking, and her face immediately darkened.

But her nature was soft, and her face flushed with anger, leaving her unable to speak a word.

Seeing his mother trembling with rage, Chen Ziqiang quickly supported her.

"Mom, don’t be angry. It’s not worth hurting your health over this. I’m here for everything."

He managed Small Blue Mountain’s large medicinal herb garden, and as his interactions with Xiao Heping became more frequent, he barely learned a thousandth of his tenacity.

He was no longer the naive country boy from six months ago who would become flustered at the first sign of trouble.

Zhao Honghua, looking into her son’s steady eyes, felt half the anger in her heart dissipate.

Seeing Ziqiang had grown up, she, as a mother, hadn’t progressed, so Zhao Honghua bit the inside of her cheek.

She turned her head and glared fiercely at Chen Jiefang.

Grinding her teeth, she thought, if Chen Jiefang tried to pull some trick again, she would... she would scratch his face.

In Chen Jiefang’s eyes, Zhao Honghua was just a bun, and he didn’t take her anger seriously.

Looking at Chen Ziqiang, he said, "There are two pigs at home, one of them is mine."

These words deeply shocked Zhao Honghua and Chen Ziqiang, mother and son.

They had always known that this man was shameless, but they hadn’t expected him to be so utterly devoid of decency.