Transmigration: The Little Chef Calls The Shots-Chapter 71 - Loudmouth_1

Chapter 71: Chapter 71 Loudmouth_1

Chapter 71 -71 Loudmouth_1

The sky began to change by the afternoon, and Lin Yuan, looking up at the darkening sky, recalled how the frogs in the puddles had been croaking now and then the past couple of days, fearing rain was on its way.

Liuzi also feared heavy rain and, after lunch, hurriedly urged his boss to head back to town.

Even with their horse-drawn carriage, it would take them well over half an hour to return.

Lin Jiaxin still had two molds to finish carving, a task that would take another day or two, so after discussing it with Lao Fan, they agreed to start the treatment for his daughter once he finished these items.

Lao Fan could not have been happier with this arrangement, keen on scrounging a few more meals at Lin Yuan’s place.

Just having delicious food to relish was enough for him.

After sending off this Big Plague God, Lin Yuan quickly took up her hoe and iron shovel and headed to the two vegetable plots.

She needed to get the land ready before the rain fell, so she could plant the seeds afterwards.

Lin Wei was busy with a litter of rabbits, and Xiao Linshuang cheerfully hopped along behind her eldest sister.

There were quite a few people in the fields, likely all wanting to tidy up their plots before the rain started.

Before she reached the end of the field, Lin Yuan heard a quarrel.

One of the voices was familiar; it was Xiao He’s mother, who was furiously stamping on a raised ridge in the field.

The other voice was somewhat unfamiliar but still recognizable—it belonged to the wife of Da Qiangzi from the east end of the village.

Known for her loud voice, villagers called her Loudmouth.

At that moment, she was hefting her iron shovel, driving it into the soil.

However, the dirt she dislodged was landing on Xiao He’s mother’s feet.

“Ay yai yai, my shoes!

Loudmouth, are you blind?

You’re getting dirt on my feet.

You did that on purpose, didn’t you?” Xiao He’s mother stamped her feet hard, trying to shake off the dirt, but just as she cleaned it off, Loudmouth threw another shovel of dirt onto her.

Now really angry, Xiao He’s mother kicked the dirt onto Loudmouth’s trouser leg.

Loudmouth wasn’t upset; she jabbed the iron shovel to the side and retorted with a victorious sneer, “Yep, I did it on purpose!

What are you going to do about it?

Xiao He’s mother, you really are pathetic.

You moved your ridges over to my side so much that you’re the blind one!”

“What’s this about me moving them?

How would I know how that ridge suddenly ended up on your side?” Xiao He’s mother was clearly in the wrong, her voice lowering a bit, but she still stubbornly refused to admit it: “Even if it did move, what of it?

Anyway, your family doesn’t have a man.

So planting less is for your own good, hmph!”

That comment hit a nerve with Loudmouth.

She once had a man, a promising one at that, who ran a small business in the town.

Loudmouth stayed at home, taking care of their two sons.

As time went by, the couple didn’t see much of each other, and her husband, with a little money to his name, started an affair with a widow in town.

Eventually, the widow showed up pregnant, causing a great scandal.

In a fit of rage and humiliation, Loudmouth took an iron shovel and ended the pregnancy.

Da Qiangzi couldn’t stand the fact that his unborn child was killed by Loudmouth, and in a fit of rage, he picked up the widow, took all the silver from their household, and left Zhuma Town.

Some said they saw him in a neighboring town, but Loudmouth didn’t go after him.

Lin Yuan figured she must have been deeply wounded by the man—to desert his wife and sons over a prostitute and never to return.

Xiao He’s mother’s words angered Loudmouth.

Although her husband had run off, she had two capable sons.

The elder worked as an apprentice in the largest vinegar shop in town, and the younger was learning the construction trade from a relative in another village.

At just twelve, he didn’t have any real skills yet, only mixing mortar and hauling bricks, but both sons were dutiful, handing over their earnings to their mother, not squandering a cent.

When Lady Chen said her family had no man, wasn’t she cursing her own sons?

“Right, just because your family has a man, he gets drunk every day and only knows how to beat his wife!

And you, ever since having a daughter, you’ve been barren, no wonder you get beaten every day!

Serves you right!

If I were your husband, I’d whip you every day, whip you to death!”

Loudmouth was always brash, and after just a couple of retorts, they were at each other’s throats.

The people working in the fields nearby all stood aside to watch the show.

Lin Yuan didn’t like to expose others’ shortcomings; it wasn’t her concern anyway, so she just kept her head down and busied herself with the work in the field.

Although this plot of land hardly grew much, Lin Jiaxin had always managed it pretty well.

The only problem was that the vegetables didn’t grow well, but the weeds flourished.

Lin Yuan used a hoe to remove the smaller weeds and an iron shovel to pry up the bigger ones she couldn’t pull out.

Little Lin Shuang was tasked with picking up the weeds Lin Yuan cleared, freeing her from that worry.

Lin Yuan, who had never before done field work, felt her back and waist ache after only a short while.

Little Lin Shuang, being so young, soon ran off to play after picking up weeds for a short time.

“Little harlot!

Working like this, you’ll tire yourself to death sooner or later!”

While wiping her sweat, Lin Yuan was startled by this voice.

She turned around to see Loudmouth dusting off dirt from herself while lazily pointing at the ground with drooping eyelids, criticizing her: “Using a hoe for this kind of grass?

I could pull it up with one tug, and with that kind, don’t even bother—it’s just like Xiao He’s mother, looks good but useless, it’ll die off on its own in no time.”

Lin Yuan was so dumbstruck by her words that she felt her brain fry.

It seemed that Loudmouth had come over to teach her how to work, but this method of instruction was just too unique, complete with insults.

Even though Loudmouth’s way of speaking was unpleasant, she was skilled at farming.

Following her advice, Lin Yuan had the weeds in the field cleared out in less than two hours.

She even organized the field a bit, dividing it into several neat squares.

Seeing this, Loudmouth was taken aback.

She had only thought to help the girl out of pity, not expecting her to be so smart.

“Thank you, Sister-in-law Qiang.” Lin Yuan, having benefitted from her help, naturally had to express her gratitude.

But Loudmouth just snorted and interrupted her, “Thanks for what?

Now that I’ve been touched by your Little Disaster Star aura, I’m bound to suffer bad luck!

And don’t call me Sister-in-law Qiang.

I cut ties with that scumbag a long time ago!”

Loudmouth turned and walked away, but she stopped and added, “I’m the seventh child in my family; you can call me Seventh Sister from now on.”

After finishing the work in the vegetable garden, Lin Yuan picked through the weeds she had hoed up.

She remembered there being a lot of purslanes, which were delicious.

They could be dried and chopped up with some pork to make dumplings that tasted amazing.

However, the amount of purslane from her own garden wasn’t enough, so she rummaged through the weeds hoed up in the neighboring field.

After gathering a sufficient amount, she and Little Lin Shuang each took a big handful and carried it back home.