Farm Tough Girl-Chapter 49 - 050 Misinformation_1

Chapter 49: Chapter 050 Misinformation_1

Chapter 49 -050 Misinformation_1

Muniang had just come out from the inner room when she caught sight of Mrs. Liang; she was immediately annoyed, “Sister-in-law, are you not too idle, running over from half the village to our poor place every day to visit? It’s not even the slack season for farming, aren’t you a bit too free?”

Mrs. Liang, however, seemed oblivious to Muniang’s sarcasm and continued to cozy up, “What are you talking about? We’re all village folks here, I’m just stopping by.”

Heh, stopping by? When our family was so poor we couldn’t jingle a coin, why didn’t I see you ‘stopping by’ then?

Muniang couldn’t be bothered to say more; talking to these shameless people was nothing but lowering one’s standards.

“Husband, after we eat, we’ll go out. You should wear the new spring shirt I just made for you,” Muniang said softly as she wiped the sweat off Er Liang with a handkerchief.

“Mmm, okay!”

Mrs. Liang’s eyes lit up, “Going out? To the town? Do you have another new idea, like those candied haws, that you’re looking to sell?”

Muniang glanced at her speechlessly, “No.”

As for that kilowatt light bulb ruining his and his wife’s sweet time together, Er Liang was very dissatisfied!

“We’re about to eat, sister-in-law. Are you planning to stay for the meal?”

Er Liang said irritably, obviously trying to show her the door.

Mrs. Liang sensed that the atmosphere had soured. Indeed, she had been harsh to Muniang before, and now she was shamelessly trying to cozy up for favor. Naturally, Qiao Muniang wasn’t going to appreciate it. Thinking of this, Mrs. Liang felt somewhat agitated.

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Just as she was about to turn and leave, her sharp eyes noticed a large stack of branches in the corner of Muniang’s yard and she couldn’t help but ask, “Why do you have so many branches? What are you planning to do with them?”

Muniang glanced at her, “Firewood.”

But Mrs. Liang didn’t believe it; those branches were clearly from fruit trees. Who would cut branches off fruit trees for firewood if they weren’t up to something? Surely there was a mystery there—perhaps that was Qiao Muniang’s next moneymaking tool!

Mrs. Liang’s eyes rolled around. Without asking further, she left. Qiao Muniang was sharp, and she definitely wouldn’t voluntarily reveal the truth. With that in mind, Mrs. Liang thought it best to act on her own initiative!

When Mrs. Liang arrived home, she saw her husband Wang He busily eating. She rushed over and held down his bowl.

“What are you doing? I’ve been busy at the construction site all day, I’m worn out, don’t bother me!” Wang He said impatiently.

Mrs. Liang glared at him, “Do you know I’ve discovered a huge secret?”

“What is it?”

“I just went to Qiao Muniang’s house, and there was a big pile of fruit tree branches in her yard. What do you think she’s using them for?”

Wang He gave her a look, “How would I know what she’s up to? Probably just for burning as firewood!”

“You numbskull, who would hack at fruit trees to use for firewood when they have nothing better to do? And it’s obvious they didn’t just pile up those branches with the firewood by accident! Qiao Muniang also lied to me saying it was for firewood, just afraid that I’d mess up her big money-making plan! Luckily, I’m clever and figured it out in no time!”

Wang He thought about it, found it made sense, and immediately stopped eating. He leaned in and asked, “So what do you propose we do? We don’t even know what those branches are for, do we?”

“Do you remember those hawthorns? Qiao Muniang made a profit by processing them. Now that she’s got her eye on the fruit tree branches, there must be a reason. We won’t bother finding out—just go up the mountain and cut down a pile of fruit tree branches to have on hand. Once the Qiao family makes a move, we’ll sell immediately! Wouldn’t that make us a fortune?”

Wang He nodded repeatedly, “That’s a good idea!”

The two didn’t delay. That very afternoon, after Wang He finished his work at the fishpond, they rushed up the mountain and cut down many fruit tree branches. Mrs. Liang even helped out, being especially careful lest they be discovered by others. But the more careful they were, the more suspicious they looked.

And indeed, Wang Qiang, who was out hunting in the mountains, saw the Wang couple sneaking around cutting branches and asked in puzzlement, “Big River, what are you doing? This is a fruit tree that would bear fruit in the autumn harvest. Why would you cut it down?”

Wang He was so frightened he nearly fell out of the tree. He steadied himself quickly and chuckled nervously, “Nothing, just chopping some wood for the fire.”

Wang Qiang found it strange. Those branches weren’t really suitable for household firewood. Seeing the guilty look on the Wang couple’s faces, it was clear it wasn’t as simple as just gathering firewood.

Wang Qiang suddenly remembered that the Qiao family had a huge stack of fruit tree branches. Could it be that the Wang couple saw the money-making potential in those branches? A shiver ran through him.He obviously realized something and immediately abandoned his original hunting plans to go cut fruit tree branches in another direction.

There are no secrets that time does not reveal. In just one day, the news spread throughout the entire village. Everyone began wielding sickles and heading up the mountain to cut down tree branches, all because the Qiao family had chopped down a large pile.

Everyone still had the memory of Qiao Muniang “Turning Waste into Treasure” with those hawthorns, and this time, everyone was thinking of making a fortune with these fruit tree branches. Nearly the entire mountain’s fruit trees were close to being chopped down!

However, no one dared touch the mountain owned by the Muniang family, as it was private property. Interfering with it could lead to legal troubles.

Yet, the person involved was clearly still unaware. Muniang and Yuanzhen had eaten early and left for the town to hire some long-term workers.

Li Qinghe, who was preparing for her wedding at home these days, did not step outside. She was fully focused on embroidery, sewing her own wedding dress and making plenty of dowry items for Qiao Yuanzhen. Being talented and skilled, these tasks were no challenge for her.

Li Cheng, returning from hunting in the mountain, was puzzled and asked Qinghe, “Sister, is the Qiao family planning to make money by selling fruit tree branches?”

Qinghe looked up in surprise, “How could that make any money?”

“I don’t know either, but everyone in the village is saying so, and they’ve all run up the mountain to chop down branches. I don’t get it,” he replied.

Li Qinghe laughed, “All this is based on rumors. Don’t believe it. If Muniang was really going to sell the branches for money, for sure nobody would know about it. These people are just making wild guesses—we shouldn’t get involved in the commotion.”

Li Cheng nodded, “Although I’m not that brilliant, I know there’s no such thing as a free lunch; I won’t meddle unnecessarily.”

Li Cheng glanced at the embroidery in Li Qinghe’s hands and felt a tinge of sourness in his heart. No matter what, the sister he had raised since she was young was going to be married off. He was naturally reluctant to let her go. With a sigh, he turned and entered his own room.

He opened the old blackwood wardrobe, sifted through the thick pile of clothing, and took out a small box. He retrieved the key he wore close to his body, unlocked it, and inside lay the family’s entire savings—twelve taels of silver, all painstakingly saved over many years.

Li Cheng took out ten taels of silver, carefully wrapped them in cloth, and then went to Qinghe’s room.