The Herbal Scents of Farm Life
Chapter 849: Is She Even Worthy?!_1

Chapter 849: Chapter 849: Is She Even Worthy?!_1

"Ahem!"

At this, Lin Caisang truly choked on her own saliva.

What was this all about? Two people, who had nothing to do with each other—eight poles could not even begin to connect them—suddenly, due to Madam Zhou wanting revenge on her and whispering words into that woman’s ears, that woman wanted to marry her Brother Changfeng?

Was it the Ninth Miss from the Prefectural Magistrate’s family, who hadn’t kept her body pure and clean, and who kept the man she had an illicit affair with by her side till now?

She was deserving of him?

"I truly have seen what’s called brazen shamelessness this time!" She laughed eerily.

However, after the swing of the Death Exemption Token in front of the Prefectural Magistrate, even with a thousand times the courage, he wouldn’t dare to marry his unscrupulous daughter into the Lin Family, let alone bring the matter of welcoming a son-in-law through her.

"Madam, do you want your subordinate to teach that woman a lesson?" Seeing her unusual gloomy expression, Nangong Piao’er asked.

"No need to bother with her. The more she makes a fuss, the better," Lin Caisang shook her head.

No matter how much of a fuss she made, it wouldn’t be in a good household. Moreover, having Miss Nine make a fuss was just perfect. She was just missing an opportunity, an opportunity for the Zhou family to not be able to hold their heads high.

If Elder Mr. Zhou saw a grand-daughter-in-law who had lost her chastity before marriage and was attempting to choose a better man to marry, and who always kept the man that caused her to lose her chastity by her side...

And especially when such a grand-daughter-in-law couldn’t be refused, and must be welcomed into the house, would Elder Mr. Zhou vomit blood or would he vomit blood?

Or perhaps, would he be so angered that he’d vomit blood and become unconscious? It was a very real possibility.

"Nangong, send someone to protect Brother Changfeng and me on the way," she said to Nangong Piao’er.

Speaking of which, she couldn’t help but sigh deeply. In this ancient time, it was so difficult for someone who couldn’t do martial arts and couldn’t reveal their medical skills too soon to survive.

And now she had fallen to the point where she needed someone else’s protection.

"Yes, my lady," Nangong Piao’er responded.

...

After leaving Ya Molian’s house and returning to her own room, Lin Caisang immediately dived into the golden bead space.

She took out the paper where she had recorded Ya Molian’s measurements, set it aside, and then started to work with the White Spider silk and Ice Caterpillar silk in there. Although both materials felt very soft to the touch and were soft when woven into garments...

In reality, when it was time to trim the excess threads, it was true torment.

What’s more, she couldn’t find anything to smoothly cut through the thread with one snip. She just had to grit her teeth and treat it like it was her sworn enemy, grinding away relentlessly.

"Sister-in-law, what are you doing?"

Sui Ziyou walked over from a distance. She had just finished feeding the baby animals.

"Nothing to do, just making some clothes," Lin Caisang said, grinding the words out between her teeth.

The White Spider silk was proving so difficult to cut, far more so than the Ice Caterpillar silk. She was starting to wonder if she’d need to go buy another pair of scissors because the ones she was using now had too many notches, looking truly pitiful.

"Is it for Brother Mo?" Sui Ziyou asked.

She knew that when Ya Molian and Lin Caisang had gotten engaged, Ya Molian had given Lin Caisang a whole trunk of garments, so Lin Caisang was surely not making them for herself.

Naturally, there was only one possibility left: this garment was being made for Ya Molian.