The Country Maiden: Fields and Leisure
Chapter 438 Don’t Coax Me

Chapter 438: Chapter 438 Don’t Coax Me

"Shut up!" Wang Yongzhu still had anger in her heart, and her tone was very unpleasant.

Song Chongjin obediently closed his mouth. Although he couldn’t see Wang Yongzhu’s face clearly, his eyes still looked in her direction.

That bewildered and helpless expression, so innocent and pitiable.

Wang Yongzhu at this moment had a heart as hard as iron. Humph, he had already agreed to be her live-in son-in-law, alive he was her person, dead he was her ghost, and yet he dared to take medicine without her consent.

If it weren’t for her having the System, and just happened to have these Mingmu Pills, his reckless act would have caused endless trouble!

Did he really think that playing pitiful and innocent would make her let him off? Dream on!

Wang Yongzhu had the Xiao Tiantian System scan Song Chongjin’s body again, ensuring the Mingmu Pills were taking effect, before she finally felt relieved.

Then, she drove the horse carriage again, slowly making her way down the road.

Song Chongjin didn’t hear Wang Yongzhu’s voice for a long time, and the carriage began to move slowly again—he knew Wang Yongzhu was still mad at him. He wanted to speak, but Yongzhu had told him to shut up.

After thinking it over, Song Chongjin still didn’t dare to speak.

After a while, the eyes that felt as if they were being pricked by needles, the pain gradually dissipated, and the vision that was originally blurred, also slowly began to clear up.

Song Chongjin remembered the pill Wang Yongzhu threw at him—how could he not understand that it was Wang Yongzhu who had saved him.

Suddenly, something surged in his eyes, almost spilling out, yet he pressed it down fiercely.

Along the way, Song Chongjin tried to speak several times, but each time he was glared at by Wang Yongzhu and obediently sat back down.

Until they got home, Song Chongjin found no opportunity to speak.

Seeing Wang Yongzhu and Song Chongjin return, and that it was actually Wang Yongzhu driving the carriage, everyone was stunned.

Wang Yonggui hurried forward to take the whip and drove the carriage into the courtyard.

Everyone gathered around to unload the goods, with Wang Yongzhu directing from the side, "All those fabrics, take good care of them, we’ll bring them to Chongzi Gou in a few days."

Old Granny Zhang hurriedly had them moved to the main house, and with her watching over them, naturally there would be no problems.

She was sharp-eyed and had already noticed something off with her daughter’s complexion. Looking at Song Chongjin’s face, which bore an expression of one ready to be beaten or scolded, she knew the couple must have had a disagreement.

With her daughter’s easy-going nature, to actually have a disagreement, it must undoubtedly be Song Chongjin’s fault.

Well, what do you know! She had just thought Song Chongjin was a decent kid, barely worthy of her daughter, and now, just after a few days, he was causing trouble?

What was he up to?

Her face darkened, and her tone fell off: "Chongjin, nothing went wrong with the delivery today, did it? Why do I see that Yongzhu is unhappy? Did you make her angry?"

Song Chongjin showed a bitter smile: "Auntie, it’s all my fault, I am to blame!"

He didn’t offer a single word in his defense.

Old Granny Zhang pursed her lips, "Alright, the attitude isn’t too bad, but they aren’t even married yet, and she can already make her own daughter angry. If I don’t tidy up and set some rules now, what will happen after they get married?"

Then she looked at Song Chongjin, who was still sitting steadily in the horse carriage, not at all like the diligent group that usually surrounded her, and she immediately became displeased, "Chongjin, why are you still sitting there, you should..."

Before she could finish her sentence, she was pulled by Wang Yongzhu, "Jindou, go help your Uncle Song back to the room to rest."

Everyone was startled and couldn’t help but look at Song Chongjin.

Only then did they notice the bruise on his forehead, and his eyes also seemed a bit off.

What had happened?

The Wang Family exchanged a glance, not daring to speak.

Jindou quickly agreed, helped Song Chongjin out of the horse carriage, and walked towards the house.

Song Chongjin turned back several times as if he wanted to say something but stopped himself, while Wang Yongzhu pretend not to see and had to bow her head and follow Jindou into the house.

As soon as Song Chongjin entered the house, Old Granny Zhang grabbed Wang Yongzhu, "Girl, what happened? Why is Chongjin’s forehead all blue? Has he been injured? Did something happen when you went to town?"

Her tone was frantic.

Wang Yongzhu reassured her, "It’s nothing, everything went smoothly."

"Don’t try to fool me. With your complexion and that big bruise on Chongjin’s forehead, do you think I’m blind? Something must have happened!" Old Granny Zhang was so anxious that she gave Wang Yongzhu a slap.

"You girl, just what happened? Tell me quickly, are you trying to kill your mother with worry?"

With no other choice, Wang Yongzhu helped Old Granny Zhang into the house and quietly retold the events.

Old Granny Zhang immediately bristled, "How can there be such unreasonable behavior in this world? This mess was caused by that wench Song Chunhua; what does it have to do with our Chongjin? Those two old fools, what kind of absurd masters are they? Even us country folks know that if someone takes you as a master, it’s one thing for you to order them around, or to hold back some skills and not teach everything, but it’s unheard of to drive your disciple out the door, let alone poison them!"

"Is this what a master should be like? They’re more like the god of death, Yama Raja! And you too, how could you just watch as Chongjin was about to swallow those pills? Are you as foolish as him? Putting aside everything else, what if that medicine was poison, and it killed someone? You’re betrothed to him, what will you do if something happens to him?"

"Mother, it’s fine. Chongjin knew what he was doing, he took an antidote that he had prepared after swallowing that pill. I was worried about delaying any further, so I didn’t confront them and came out in a hurry. Now, he’s alright. It’s just that for the next few days, his vision might be a bit unclear. Let him rest for a few days and recover his eyesight," Wang Yongzhu explained in a hurry.

Old Granny Zhang only barely grunted in acknowledgment, still feeling unsatisfied, "No, we can’t just let this go unaddressed! You all are too soft-skinned, caring about face and reputation; you can’t curse those two bastards. But I can’t hold back. My daughter’s husband gets bullied by those two outsiders? They dare to drug my son-in-law, and if it had led to something serious, if my daughter became a widow, see if I don’t desecrate their ancestors’ graves!"

"Tomorrow, let your Third Brother drive the carriage, and you guide us to town! I must teach those two old bastards a lesson for daring to bully our Wang Family. As the saying goes, ’even a mighty dragon can’t crush a local snake.’ They are outsiders here, yet they dare to strut around? I’ll make them understand that our family is not to be trifled with!"

Wang Yongzhu originally wanted to refuse, but after a moment’s thought, she realized that Hunter Qin and Shopkeeper Zhang had really gone too far. Because of her worry for Song Chongjin, she had rushed back, still having a bellyful of suppressed anger.

She couldn’t vent it at Song Chongjin, so let those two bear the brunt instead.

Looking at Old Granny Zhang, who was itching for action, ever since Wang Yongzhu took control of the household, Old Granny Zhang’s word had been the law, and life couldn’t have been more satisfying.

It was just a pity that those years of practiced verbal sparring skills were now going unused.

To curse Lady Lin, Lady Lin used to talk back and play little tricks, but now she was utterly submissive to yelling and scolding.

And Lady Jiang, even when you scolded her, she looked at you with gratitude, thinking you were doing it for her own good—with such obtuseness, there was no satisfaction in scolding her.