Northeast: My Absurd Woman

Chapter 82 Leading a Good Girl into a Trench

Since Village Chief Liu couldn't find Yang Deshan, he went to find Yang Wuni instead.

"Village Chief Liu, you've come to the wrong person."

If I could talk about my father, I wouldn't be where I am now.

In our Ganggang Village, my father listens to Wang Fengxian the most.

For the past eighteen years, even if Wang Fengxian farted, my father would still burn incense for her.

You should let Wang Fengxian figure it out herself; she's more stubborn than any of us in this regard.

Yang Wuni spread her hands, giving Village Chief Liu a helpless look.

"Wu Ni, you're right. Let them do what they want. I'm not going to interfere anymore."

Tell me how your stomach healed, so I'll know what to do if we run into each other again.

Liu Sheng actually sat on the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed) and wouldn't move, wanting to chat with Yang Wu Ni.

Yang Wuni recounted the whole story without hiding anything.

Liu Sheng listened with his mouth agape, both surprised and curious.

"Village Chief Liu, please eat here! My Wu Ni brought back some salted donkey meat."

The children had never eaten this before, so I chopped up a piece, mixed it with a few large radishes, and steamed several pots of vegetable buns.

Seeing that Village Chief Liu was still not leaving, Wu Fengxia had no choice but to put the steamed vegetable buns that had been prepared long ago on the table.

"Zhang Changyao, go to the convenience store and buy a bottle of wine."

"When Dad gets back, Uncle, Village Chief Liu, you guys have a drink."

Yang Wuni took out a dollar from her pocket and handed it to Zhang Changyao.

Zhang Changyao obediently drove the donkey cart to buy wine, and on his way back he happened to run into Yang Deming.

Yang Deming looked down on Zhang Changyao and harbored resentment towards him for harboring a grudge against him.

They didn't take a car; the two of them entered the courtyard one after the other.

"Father, you shouldn't be angry with me. I was just afraid you would hit Wu Ni again."

You knew Wu Ni was sick, yet you still lied to me and asked me to marry her.

"If you had told me earlier that she wasn't pregnant, I could have cured her illness much sooner."

Zhang Changyao followed behind Yang Deming and told him about his grievances.

"Don't push your luck, kid. I, Yang Erhunzi, am not someone you can't beat."

"If I could go back twenty years, I could take on eight of you with one hand."

Yang Deming knew he couldn't beat Zhang Changyao, so he just talked tough.

"Dad, you're back just in time! We've been waiting for you to eat."

When Yang Wuni saw Yang Deming return, she quickly went to greet him.

"Here you go, this is what I owe you all these years, making it up to you."

With a cold face, Yang Deming handed the 150 yuan he was holding to Yang Wuni.

"Ah? Father, this... I dare not accept this." Yang Wuni put her hands behind her back and did not take it.

"Wu Ni, if you're still angry with your father, then let it go."

Anyway, I'm an old man, and not many people like me.

From now on, you don't need to call me "Dad," just call me Yang Erhunzi.

"Who told your father to be so inhuman, treating his own daughter like a 'plague' for eighteen years?"

Yang Deming pulled his hand back, thought for a moment, and then threw the money on the kang (a heated brick bed).

"Dad, I'm not angry with you anymore. Can't I just ask for the money back?"

Fearing that Yang Deming would be angry, Yang Wuni climbed onto the kang (a heated brick bed).

He gathered the 150 yuan that had been scattered across half the kang (heated brick bed) and stuffed it into his shirt pocket.

"Wu Ni, your father is senile and has been fooled by Wang Fengxian."

Since you've taken the money, Dad will assume you're not holding it against me.

"I can't make up for the suffering you endured in the past, but I'll take good care of you from now on."

Yang Deming watched as Yang Wuni pocketed the money before he sat cross-legged on the kang (a heated brick bed) and took a seat at the very top corner of the table.

"Deming, I admire you now. You're the first person who managed to get money out of Wang Fengxian."

Village Chief Liu raised the wine glass that Zhang Changyao had just filled and began to flatter Yang Deming.

"Village Chief Liu, what you're saying sounds like a slap in the face to me."

If I weren't so easily swayed, would my Wuni have suffered like this?

Yang Deming downed the wine in his cup in one gulp, his face flushed, and he looked ashamed.

Zhang Changyao stood guard to the side, not sitting at the table. He would fill the cups for each of the elders after they took a sip.

"Auntie, could you ask my uncle to help me see what's written on this piece of paper?"

Yang Xiuqing secretly took Yang Wuni's hand and pulled her aside to talk.

"Xiuqing, your grandfather can read too, why don't you ask him to read to you?"

Yang Wuni thought it was just a simple letter and didn't pay much attention to it.

"Auntie, you can't tell my mom and grandpas."

This letter was written to me by Hu Xianjun, the son of carpenter Hu.

He didn't know I couldn't read, so he always wrote a huge amount of text.

Yang Xiuqing blushed, lowered her head shyly, and begged Yang Wuni.

"Oh! My niece has received a love letter, hasn't she?"

"Go to Fangshan and wait there. I'll go get your uncle right now and have him read it for you."

Yang Wuni patted Yang Xiuqing on the shoulder to tease her.

Yang Xiuqing lowered her head and avoided Wu Fengxia who came in, then went to Fangshan.

"Zhang Changyao, come with me. Xiuqing needs your help to read the letter."

Yang Wuni leaned close to Zhang Changyao and whispered to him, then pointed to Fangshan.

There were five letters in total, but Zhang Changyao was too embarrassed to read them aloud after opening them.

After reading the letter, I summarized it and told it to Yang Xiuqing.

Tell her that Hu Xianjun is waiting for her in the grove tonight.

"Uncle-in-law, I saw you wrote a whole bunch of stuff, how come it all boiled down to just one sentence?"

Yang Xiuqing was unwilling to give up and wanted to know the details of the letter.

"Xiuqing, the rest of what he wants to say to you is what he will tell you when you meet him."

You'll feel embarrassed if I read it aloud now.

Zhang Changyao didn't read it aloud because he couldn't say these words to Yang Xiuqing.

Hu Xianjun was also a romantic, and every word he uttered was filled with his longing for Yang Xiuqing.

"Aunt, Uncle, I need to go to the grove to see Hu Xianjun. Please don't tell my mother." Yang Xiuqing said shyly, her head lowered.

"Xiuqing, listen to your aunt, let's not go to the grove to see him."

If he likes you, you should ask him to find a matchmaker to come to our house to propose marriage.

Your mother won't stop you from marrying someone you love.

Yang Wuni held Yang Xiuqing's hand, afraid that she would be bullied if she went.

"Mmm!" Yang Xiuqing replied softly.

"Zhang Changyao, please write a reply to Hu Xianjun for Xiuqing."

Tell him he wants a proper marriage and that he needs a matchmaker to propose.

Yang Wuni was still worried, so she brought over a piece of wood and gave it to Zhang Changyao, asking him to write a reply.

"Xiuqing, take your uncle to Hu Xianjun's house."

Have your uncle deliver your reply to him.

Zhang Changyao, you must tell Hu Xianjun that he is not allowed to take Xiuqing into the woods.

Yang Wuni pushed the two people, giving them instructions again, but she was still not at ease.

Watching the two disappear from sight, Yang Wuni was still worried that Yang Xiuqing had been deceived by Hu Xianjun.

They had no choice but to pull Wu Fengxia into the back room and tell her what had happened.

"Wu Ni, that Hu Xianjun is not bad, and his parents are honest people."

Whenever his family comes to propose marriage, I will talk to my father and uncle.

"You absolutely must come back then." Wu Fengxia knew that Hu Xianjun was especially happy.

Hu Xianjun's house is located at the southernmost part of the village, in a large, isolated courtyard.

Yang Xiuqing did not go in, but pointed to Zhang Changyao and told him to deliver the message himself.

When Hu Xianjun saw the strangers in the yard, he put down the plane he was using and came out to greet them.

"Hu Xianjun, I am Xiuqing's uncle. What you wrote in this letter is too much."

You two have never even met alone, yet you dare to write about kissing and hugging?

Aren't you leading a good girl into a ditch?

If you think Xiuqing is a good girl, then don't invite her to the woods.

We're both men, I know what you're planning to do by inviting her to the woods.

This is my reply to you on her behalf. Do as I say and don't do anything reckless.

If you dare get her pregnant, I'll be the first to make you pay.