Farm Tough Girl-Chapter 172 - 173 Sick Bride_1

Chapter 172: Chapter 173 Sick Bride_1

Chapter 172 -173 Sick Bride_1

Erliang was somewhat excited, “Wife, what does the bride look like? Do they all wear the red veil? I’ve never seen one before!”

When Qinghe got married, they didn’t go either because they were afraid that the Qiao family would feel unpleasant. If they caused a commotion and ruined Qinghe’s wedding, Erliang naturally did not have the honor of seeing a bride even once.

Muniang laughed softly, “Yes, a red veil and a red wedding dress; it’s so beautiful.” As she spoke, there was a hint of envy in her heart. She never had a proper wedding herself, just somehow became someone’s wife inexplicably, and no matter what, there was a sense of regret.

Erliang tilted his head and thought for a while before saying with a disappointed face, “What should I do? I can’t remember what you looked like as a bride. You must have been the most beautiful when you were a bride.”

Muniang tugged at the corner of her mouth, “If you can’t remember, then don’t think about it. We’re already an old couple; what’s the use of thinking about those useless things?” Since she never had a wedding, how could he possibly remember?

Only then did Erliang smile happily, “You’re right. Even if you’re not a bride, you’re the most beautiful. If you go today, you’ll definitely overshadow the real bride.”

Muniang glared at him without much patience, “You do know how to say sweet nothings to flatter me.”

As they talked, they had already left the house. Suddenly, a gust of wind blew outside, forcing Muniang to involuntarily shrink her neck. She was naturally sensitive to the cold and would start shivering as soon as she stepped outside.

Erliang, like a little adult, tightened the collar of Muniang’s clothes for her, “Are you still cold, wife?”

A bright smile formed on the corners of Muniang’s mouth, “Not anymore.” Having a husband this warm, whether there was a wedding or not, it didn’t seem to matter too much.

The bridal procession was to come in the evening, but the day was for entertaining guests at the bride’s family’s house and making merry.

By the time Muniang got there, the Xia family’s house was already packed with people, and the whole courtyard was bustling.

Mrs. Hu, who understood the importance of relationships, immediately hurried over when she saw Muniang arrive, “Oh, Muniang is here? Why are you still standing here? Xia Bing has been looking forward to seeing you. Go inside and see her. You’re good sisters from the same village, and it’s always hard to part ways when one is getting married.”

Mrs. Hu’s words were obviously meant to connect with Muniang, for who didn’t know that Muniang’s family had become the most affluent in Tupo Village? Naturally, she wanted to forge a good relationship with Muniang.

Muniang was speechless for a moment; when had she ever been good sisters with Xia Bing? If you really thought about it, weren’t they more like enemies? Yet, at this moment, she truly couldn’t say anything about it. She couldn’t just snub Mrs. Hu in front of everyone, could she?

With no other choice, Muniang agreed and waltzed into the house to take a look at Xia Bing. But with one glance, Muniang immediately noticed something was amiss. The flushed complexion seemed too artificial, obviously layered with thick rouge and face powder. The eyes lacked any festive spirit and seemed rather vacant, the whole appearance sickly.

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Xia Bing was always pleasant and easy-going in front of others. Upon seeing Muniang, she smiled, “Muniang, you’re here? Come in and have a seat, I was just feeling lonely without anyone to keep me company.” Her words suggested as if she and Muniang were close.

Muniang originally planned to look and leave, but she felt something was off and stepped inside. She had keenly noticed that Xia Bing had wanted to stand to greet her but struggled and sat back down, seemingly lacking the strength to even stand.

Muniang secretly clicked her tongue, could it be Qiao Lianhua’s doing? Impossible, Xia Bing, a person with brains, wouldn’t let Qiao Lianhua mess her up like this.

“Are you too excited about getting married that you didn’t sleep well last night? You don’t look so well,” Muniang tentatively asked.

As expected, a flicker of panic appeared in Xia Bing’s eyes, which she then forced into calmness, “No, nothing much, probably just a bit tired. After all, getting married is a big deal, and I’ve been unworldly since I was young, so I’m somewhat scared.” As she spoke, even she felt insincere.

Muniang knew she wouldn’t get anything more out of her, so she just smiled and said, “Then you should take care of yourself and not overwork.”

The two were not particularly close, so naturally, there was nothing more to say. Muniang made her excuses and left, dealing with such a hypocritical person was truly suffocating.

But just as Muniang stepped out, she immediately noticed a sneaky figure darting into Xia Bing’s house. With her naturally sharp vision, Muniang caught this clue and, growing even more curious, did not go far but leaned against the door to listen.

From inside, Xia Bing’s voice sounded angry and frustrated, “You still have the face to come here!”

Muniang was startled, thinking there indeed was some drama!

Qiao Dalang boldly sat down, flicking his clothes aside, “What’s the matter? Aren’t you getting married to Tofu Zhang without issue, isn’t everyone happy? Isn’t my idea good? Do you want your embarrassing secret to get out, and ruin your life forever?”

He didn’t feel the slightest bit guilty, and he even acted as though Xia Bing should thank him.

Xia Bing was so angry she gritted her teeth, “Qiao Dalang, you really are heartless, aren’t you? The day you pushed me down, you didn’t think I would live, did you? Don’t assume I don’t know what you’re thinking. You’re afraid others will find out I’m carrying your child, so you thought about killing me and the baby together, right?”

Touched on a sore spot, Qiao Dalang did indeed run out of words. He truly had thought that way—as a pregnant woman falling like that, she ought to have bled out. But who knew Xia Bing would be so lucky to survive?

“Isn’t everything fine with you now? You won’t miss out on the marriage you’re supposed to have, and you’re still marrying Tofu Zhang. Everything has gone back to the beginning. We’ll no longer have anything to do with each other in the future. As for the child, pretend it never happened. Otherwise, once people find out, it won’t just be me who’s unlucky. Think carefully about yourself,” Qiao Dalang had come today specifically for this matter. Ever since he found out Xia Bing was alive, he had been uneasy, afraid she might reveal everything in a fit of anger.

Luckily, this woman was not so foolish. Nevertheless, Qiao Dalang felt it necessary to remind her to prevent any foolish acts that could harm him.

Xia Bing glared at Qiao Dalang with a hatred so intense she wished she could tear him apart, but Qiao Dalang, accustomed to being heartless, threw down his threat and left without a second thought.

Muniang had already slipped into another room to hide, avoiding a run-in with Qiao Dalang. Yet her heart could not settle down, thinking about how Xia Bing was carrying Qiao Dalang’s child and had almost been killed by him—my goodness, what a scandal they had stirred up! And to think, she had only just learned about this juicy drama!

Watching Qiao Dalang swagger out of the house, Xia Bing was so angry she threw a cup and said fiercely, “Qiao Dalang, we’ll see about this!”