Reborn as the Blissful Wife in the countryside-Chapter 130 Widow Qiu

"We’re all surnamed He, why only let He Wazi, He Laotian, He Wanli and their like run the tofu business? The village chief is way too biased. We have to confront him about this!" He Daqian clamored, rallying the He Family People to go question the village chief at his house.

"That’s right, we’re all from the same village, of the same clan. The village chief’s heart has gone too far to one side, we can’t swallow this loss. We need to ask him and demand an explanation." He Lao Si’s voice was no softer, bellowing with a hoarse voice.

"Exactly, the village chief must give us an explanation. If this business is to be done, everyone should do it together, otherwise, no one should even think about running it!" Widow Qiu was the one speaking.

Widow Qiu was none other than He Shanwa’s mother.

Because of the incident with He Shanwa, she had long held a grudge against the Gu Family, but she was afraid of the government authorities. The Gu Family had a tendency to report to the authorities and was protected by County Captain Jiang, so she dared not trouble them.

But Village Chief He was a member of the He family, even being a village chief. When had Widow Qiu ever been afraid of anyone in the He family?

The He Family People knew that He Daqian, He Lao Si, and Widow Qiu were notoriously down-and-out members of Old He’s lineage. They understood that their words were deliberately provocative, but they had long been envious of the Gu Family’s business. Although they recognized Widow Qiu and the others’ intentions, they couldn’t help feeling dissatisfied deep down.

The tofu was in hot demand; who wouldn’t want to get involved in such a business?

In less than fifteen minutes, Widow Qiu and her group made their way to Village Chief He’s house mightily. They pounded on the courtyard door, yelling: "The Dacang household, come out and open the door for us quickly; we have business with Uncle, the village chief!"

Mrs. He Liu, He Dacang’s wife, peeked through the crack of the door and saw the large group of He Family People outside, all of them seething with anger. She was quite frightened and ran back into the house, saying to Village Chief He inside, "Dad, Widow Qiu and our clan members are here, and by the looks of it, they’re all very angry. Should we open the door for them?"

Village Chief He and his family had already heard the knocking and knew Widow Qiu and her group were looking for trouble; their expressions were not pleasant.

He Dacang said, "Open it? Why open it? Tell them to get lost."

Who was Widow Qiu?

Ever since the death of Shanwa’s father, hasn’t she been intimately involved with the Lu Family, causing who knows how much scandal?

And that child Shanwa, who used to be a rather honest young man, now involved with the Lu Family because of Widow Qiu’s relations, was dragged into becoming a thug for the Lu Family, and also got sentenced to exile for trying to steal the recipe from the Gu Family. He can’t come back for the rest of his life.

They didn’t kill that woman, the He family had shown mercy, yet she had the audacity to bring people to make a scene?

Bang! Bang! Bang!

"Dacang household, hurry up and come out to open the door," Widow Qiu and the others pounded on the door again.

He Dacang grew angrier, and Village Chief He was also shaking with fury. He swung his hand grandly and said to Mrs. He Liu, "Go open the door for them."

"Dad, this door should not be opened. If we open it, there will be trouble," He Dacang advised.

He Wazi, He Laotian, and He Wanli had nothing to say, they could only remain silent.

Village Chief He huffed coldly: "Open it, let them in. I want to see just what they think they can do to this old man!"

Mrs. He Liu, seeing her father-in-law had spoken, reluctantly went to open the door.

As soon as the courtyard door opened, Widow Qiu led scores of He Family People rushing in, heading straight for the main house of Village Chief He, and in no time, they packed the main house full to the brim.

Widow Qiu squeezed among so many men without blushing, hands on her hips, and said in a shrill voice: "Yo, Uncle village chief, your family sure is not small, what are you all discussing? Are you discussing the tofu business?"

She had a look that said ’don’t you deny it, we all know’.

Then she pointed at He Laotian and the others: "Uncle Tian, Brother Wanli, we are all He family people, you can’t just think about yourselves, being selfish in business will bring retribution."

He Wanli was furious and stood up: "Ms. Qiu, who are you cursing? Is that the way to talk?"

But Widow Qiu wasn’t afraid of He Wanli. She held her head high, chest out, and made her way over, arrogantly saying, "What’s wrong? Isn’t it true that you are hoarding the business for yourselves and not letting others have a say? Bullying a widow, huh? If you want to bully, just come. Who’s afraid of whom?!"

He Wanli was forced to retreat continuously and bumped his back directly into the corner of the table, gasping in pain.

Widow Qiu sneered and said, "You’re gutless. I’m throwing myself at you, yet you, a big man, only know how to hide."

Her words were too explicit, and they angered the village chief terribly. He slammed his hand on the table and said: "Ms. Qiu, shut your mouth. Have you no shame? If you dare to say more indecent things, I will immediately open the ancestral hall and throw you into the pond!"

Widow Qiu’s deeds were known to all in the village. According to clan rules, she should have been thrown into the pond long ago, but with the Lu Family protecting her, she wasn’t afraid.

She wasn’t just unafraid, she even dared to make a scene.

Widow Qiu sat on the ground, slapping her thigh, crying out: "Oh, a group of men bullying a widow, Shanwa’s father, wake up, your wife is being bullied by the He family, with no way to live. Wuuu, Shanwa, my child, come back, your mother is being bullied by your He family, come back and save your mother."

Village Chief He was almost enraged to death by her, cursing, "You still have the face to mention Shanwa’s father, you shameless thing, quickly roll off to the Lu family. If you dare to make a scene again, the elder will definitely open the ancestral hall and kick you out of Da Feng Village."

Widow Qiu wiped away non-existent tears, looking up and saying: "Kick me out of Da Feng Village? Go ahead and try, see if you can!"

Although the Lu Family Brothers were not as infatuated with her as in the past, the whole village knew that her lovers were the Lu Family Brothers, and driving her away would mean opposing the Lu Family, slapping the Lu Family’s face.

The He family had been bullied by the Lu Family for twenty years, never daring to let out a peep. Although the Lu Family was now implicated due to the recipe snatching incident, Concubine Lu, Third Young Master, and Fifth Miss were still there. The Lu Family hadn’t fallen, what could they dare to do to her?

"You!" The village chief was so angry he nearly passed out, and He Dacang, seeing Widow Qiu provoke his own father to this extent, could barely restrain himself from grabbing a stick and hitting someone.

Widow Qiu was no fool. After her commotion, she said: "Uncle village chief, we didn’t come here to cause trouble today, we just want to talk about the tofu business. We are all He family people, and the tofu business should be done together. If you only let He Wanli and their three families do it, then we will not accept it."

He Daqian joined in: "That’s right, the tofu business should be done together, otherwise, no one will be happy to do it!"

He Daqian was the brother of He Dacai, and also a well-known scoundrel, but he had a wife and children, so he didn’t go around causing trouble for girls like He Dacai, thinking of tarnishing their reputation and then not having to pay a bride-price to marry them.

After hearing this, the village chief swept his gaze across the He family members present without a word, the more he looked, the more detestable their faces became... He was guilty, as a Clan Leader he hadn’t done right, it was he who let the decent He family turn into robbers.

Those He family members lowered their heads under the village chief’s gaze, seemingly aware that they should not have caused a scene, but thinking of the profitable tofu business, they couldn’t help but raise their heads again.

The village chief asked them: "Do you all want to do the tofu business?"

The He family people present said: "Of course we do. Tofu is a fresh delicacy that people from ten miles and eight villages all like to eat. If we can buy tofu at a low price from the Gu Family and sell it elsewhere, we can surely make large money."

They were poor, and they naturally wanted to engage in a profitable business when they finally had the chance.