The Fierce Farm Girl Has A Secret Space
Chapter 1291: Supreme Quality Attributes (3)

Chapter 1291: Chapter 1291: Supreme Quality Attributes (3)

"You’re listening to his nonsense. When did I do that?" Xun Qiancheng heard this and hastily denied it, but he didn’t manage to avoid it, and several bloody scratches were drawn across his face.

"Nonsense? Then where did the two silver pieces from last month go?" Mao Family didn’t listen to any explanations, "So it went to that slut, that vixen. Xun Qiancheng, you worthless thing, I bore your children, and yet you dare to act so carelessly... Ah, life is unbearable..." She said, then sat down on the ground, slapped her thigh, and started to cry.

Yang Ruxin plugged her ears; the woman was young after all and her voice was even louder than Yang Anshi’s, but she didn’t have many curse words to use. She repeated the same few phrases over and over, not nearly as varied as Yang Anshi’s insults.

"Enough." Xun Qiancheng was overwhelmed and involuntarily stepped forward to slap her, "Stop howling. If you keep it up, go back to your parents’ house."

Mao Family was stunned by the slap, and she even forgot to cry.

Xun Qiancheng quickly gave her a look and then violently pulled her, "What nonsense are you spouting in front of Little Hui?"

Mao Family came back to her senses, blinked her eyes to look at Xun Qiancheng, then at Xun Hui, and suddenly realized what was happening. She messily wiped the tears and mucus from her face and forced a smile, "Little Hui, look, your dad has come all this way. You can’t just leave him standing outside, right? It’s almost noon, hurry up and prepare lunch. Remember to make more meat, your dad and brother both love pork, and I love chicken..."

Yang Ruxin had always known that there were countless outrageous people, and their annoying characteristics were often related to the region. If it was palace intrigue or major family battles, smiles would be on their faces while holding knives behind their backs—insulting without dirty words, killing without a trace of blood. But in the countryside, it was much more direct. If they don’t like you, they will hit you, scold you, disgust you, and cling to you if you become rich, just like an adhesive plaster, where thick-skinned tactics just don’t work.

In comparison, she actually admired these rural troublemakers. They were at least direct; if they wanted to hit or scold, it was immediately apparent.

Just like now, they were clearly after money, brazenly demanding it, insisting on having meat with their meal!

However, the most troublesome aspect of such people is that you can’t finish them off with a single blow. At most, you can beat them up, but these people forget their pain as soon as their wounds heal.

Just look at Mao Family now, speaking as if everything that had happened before was an illusion, behaving arrogantly and self-righteously in a way that really made one want to punch them.

"Who do you think you are?" Sanni couldn’t hold back any longer, "Coming to my house for a meal? You’re more likely to eat a fist. Get lost!"

"Hey, you child, how can you talk to an elder like that?"

Yang Ruxin raised her hand to rub her forehead, glanced at the onlookers, then at her own family, "Go about your business, these people have nothing to do with us. If they want to stick around, let them." She said, then glanced at Du Chengfeng, "Uncle Du, arrange someone to guard the door. If they dare to insult anyone, smack them in the mouth. If they dare to step onto the porch, hit their legs..." She had just come back and hadn’t even drunk a sip of water when she saw these disgusting creatures; she was truly tired and simply couldn’t be bothered to deal with it anymore.

"Don’t worry, Miss." Du Chengfeng’s health had improved, and although he was still very weak, he didn’t have any major issues anymore and could even practice boxing twice a day. Gaining weight was just a matter of time. At that moment, he respectfully nodded, "We’ll make sure these people don’t disturb everyone."