Chapter 197: Chapter 193: Skin Thick as Bulletproof Glass

Zhang Sisi cowered, hiding behind Liu Tianci, unwilling to leave, “What’s wrong with you? We were having a nice conversation, why did you suddenly get angry?”

“Who was having a nice conversation with you?” Wen Ran laughed in anger, “Will you get lost or not? If not, I’ll make you leave. Anyway, this is trespassing, even if word gets out, I’m in the right!”

Wen Ran raised her hand, ready to strike.

Zhang Sisi shouted, “Wait! I really have something to say this time.”

Looking at that serious face, Wen Ran hesitated with hatred, “Speak.”

“You’re about to marry Xiao Chenye and move into a new brick house soon, aren’t you?”

“Yes.”

It was a well-known fact in the community, so Wen Ran had nothing to hide.

Zhang Sisi’s eyes lit up, “In that case, it’s a waste to leave this house empty. I have an idea. Do you want to hear it?”

“I don’t want to hear it. Get lost.”

If the house was to be left empty, so be it. The family could afford it.

Wen Ran took action, “Out.”

Zhang Sisi dodged Wen Ran’s outstretched hand, muttering, “A house needs people to live in. If no one lives here for a year or so, it’ll be wasted.

Anyway, you won’t need it in the future. Tianci and I are getting married, and we need a marital home.

You let us live here and give us thirty yuan as a management fee, and I promise to keep the house tidy for you.”

Wen Ran: “?”

She stopped pushing and fell into deep thought.

These days, maybe she’s not been resting well, and her ears are not functioning properly.

Look, such a clear auditory hallucination ~

“What the heck?”

Zhang Sisi had a face like she had given a great deal, “Yes, for just thirty yuan, I can…”

“Slap~”

Before finishing her sentence, Wen Ran slapped her.

“Damn it, I’ve really given you face, listening to your nonsense for so long, and this is it? Never satisfied with taking advantage?

I let you live in the house and I have to pay instead?”

Her face hurt, but thinking about living separately after marriage, Zhang Sisi thickened her skin, “If you think thirty yuan isn’t cost-effective, the price is negotiable! Ten yuan, ten yuan will do.”

In response to Zhang Sisi, another clean slap came.

Zhang Sisi, now appeased, changed her tone, “I don’t need money, isn’t that enough? I’ll look after the house for free.”

Two more slaps followed.

After a series of four decisive slaps, Zhang Sisi’s face swelled immediately, like the pig head used for New Year’s sacrifices.

And Liu Tianci, who had previously shouted about dealing with Wen Ran, didn’t even make a sound.

Wen Ran grew more annoyed, grabbed Liu Tianci, and slapped him four times as well.

After all, they were about to get married; fairness was giving each four slaps.

“Boohoo,” Zhang Sisi was completely subdued, said not a word, and ran off with Liu Tianci.

Causing trouble and then running off left Wen Ran fuming and cursing.

Filled with resentment, she packed her things and went to the river to fish; her anger was nearly tangible.

With a sharpened stick, she accurately speared one fish after another.

Seeing this made Bao Wenxuan shiver.

Oh my, who on earth upset her?

So scary, hurry up, drive the little ducks away.

If the ducks get scared and stop growing, it’s all over.

…

Catching ten fish, Wen Ran arrived at the Xiao Family, and Mrs. Xiao noticed Wen Ran’s unusual mood, apprehensive that her simple-minded son might have upset her.

With countless mental rehearsals, and after cursing her son a thousand times in her mind, Mrs. Xiao inquired, and Wen Ran quickly recounted everything as if pouring out beans from a bamboo tube.

Mrs. Xiao was shocked, her anger immediately surging.

“Those bastards, intending to bully!”

“Huh?”

Suppressing her anger, Mrs. Xiao said, “A house, even if you’re not living in it, is still yours; there’s no saying of letting others watch over it.

Even if there was, it’s for relatives and close friends who wouldn’t make such issues.”

But the Liu Family was far from related to the Xiao Family, and even if they were, it didn’t concern Wen Ran’s house.

“They’re assuming you have no natal family to back you,” Mrs. Xiao said coldly, “This issue isn’t something solved with a few slaps in return.”

This must be made public.

The bigger, the better.

Regardless of any resolution later, our position must be made clear.

Otherwise, everyone will treat Wen Ran and the Xiao Family as pushovers.

Over time, people won’t respect the Xiao Family, even dogs could bully them.

Wen Ran agreed with Mrs. Xiao, also feeling disgusted by Zhang Sisi and Liu Tianci.

Ultimately, what disgusted her most were Liu Family’s old couple.

They were simply beasts.

They gave birth to twelve daughters but never treated them as humans.

And look at those names.

Forget about names like Zhaodi, Laidi, Xiangdi; what’s with the name Simei?

Who names a young girl with “death” in it?

“Wait, first, let’s start cooking. Once we’re done, I’ll find a few people to confront them for an explanation.”

“Mm!”

For lunch, they made stewed cabbage with pork and noodles. Of course, the pork was minimal, with each person only getting two or three pieces, but there was plenty of cabbage and noodles to fill them up.

Wen Ran brought fish, and Mrs. Xiao stewed it as well.

They steamed two large pots of cornbread and also made a pot of mung bean soup.

This treatment, even in three or five years, would still be indisputable, genuinely a considerate main family.

Mrs. Xiao wiped her sweat away, and Mr. Xiao quickly said, “I’ve heated the water, go take a bath. I’ll pack the food and drink, and once you’re done, we’ll head out together.”

“Alright.”

Mrs. Xiao, someone who loves cleanliness, naturally feels uncomfortable drenched in sweat.

She took a shower in ten minutes, and Wen Ran sniffed around like a puppy, “Auntie, you smell so nice.”

Using the same soap, Mrs. Xiao’s scent just seemed different.

Fragrant.

And reassuring.

“Hahaha,” Mrs. Xiao was pleased to be complimented, “Don’t worry, Aunty loves cleanliness, and in the future, the two of us can definitely live together!”

Whether in later life or now, two generations living together often clash over hygiene habits.

But Wen Ran wasn’t worried at all because Mrs. Xiao was so tidy!

The kitchen was spotless.

Influenced by her, the whole Xiao Family kept clean, at least appearing lively and energetic.

The old couple used a carrying pole to carry baskets of food, while Wen Ran held a large jar filled with hot mung bean soup.

Fortunately, it was wrapped with straw for insulation; otherwise, it would’ve been too hot to touch.

At noon, everyone worked even harder.

Not for anything else, but so Aunty could see their effort, in hopes of having a better lunch~

“Is it lunchtime now?”

“Almost, almost,” said a young man eagerly awaiting, “Ten minutes, in ten minutes tops, Uncle and Aunty will definitely arrive.”

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