General, Madam Called You To Farm - Chapter 372

General, Madam Called You To Farm
Chapter 372 – Drunk (1) 

Translator : Moon Lee
Editor : Tea
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Wei Ting returned from the fields at around dusk. 

By then, half an hour had passed since Su Yuan left, and the rumor about the Old Su family stealing Su Cheng’s jade pendant had already spread.

The villagers gathered in small groups at the village entrance or in front of their homes, passionately discussing the matter. 

To those who didn’t know, it might seem like something big had happened in the village. 

In fact, it could indeed be considered a big deal.  

An elderly man with a white beard sighed, “Ah, karma always comes full circle. No wonder he’s always extorting us, we really do owe him.”

Indeed, the grain they ate back then was exchanged with Su Cheng’s jade pendant. What they owed was a debt of gratitude to Su Cheng.

Had Su Cheng really extorted a lot over the years? Not really.

He just took a few copper coins, but how much food had they eaten back then?  

Speaking of food, another infuriating thing had come up. 

“I just asked Yuniang about it. Back then, the Old Su family sold the jade pendant for 1,000 taels of silver, but they spent less than 100 taels buying food for us! They hoarded all that silver and still pretended to be destitute, gnawing on bran and swallowing vegetables in front of us. Who were they putting on a show for?”

“Exactly!” 

“If they didn’t act so miserably, how would the village have ceded land to them?”

“Such hypocrites! I must’ve been blind back then to not see such shameless people!”

“Speaking of which, how could Su Cheng have such a valuable jade pendant in the first place?”

“He was just a wandering cowherd in Yangliu Village. Could he actually be the child of some wealthy family?”

“Come on, Aunt Wu, wealthy kids are pampered. Su Cheng was just a cowherd. He probably got lucky and picked it up somewhere!” 

“Even if he picked it up, it was still his! The Old Su family was wrong to steal it!”

Wei Ting walked home, and heard almost everything. 

His expression still remained cold, though his brows furrowed slightly, showing a hint of suppressed irritation.

When he entered the house, the three little ones were sitting on the threshold, holding their milk bottles with both hands and gurgling it.   

Behind the three of them, the main hall was lit by several oil lamps.   

Su Ergou was setting the table, preparing dinner. 

Through the main hall, Wei Ting could see Su Cheng in the backyard, chopping firewood. 

Going forward, Su Xiaoxiao was busy in the kitchen. 

A phrase crossed Wei Ting’s mind: The warmth of mundane life. 

In the village, the villagers were angrily cursing and spitting as they spoke, yet the Su family, who were at the center of the incident, didn’t care about it at all. 

Everyone focused on their meal, making sure not to let Su Xiaoxiao’s hard work go to waste.

In their would, nothing mattered more than eating! 

That night, Su Xiaoxiao made tomahawk pork belly ribs. Each rib was meaty, perfectly marbled, and coated with a rich braised sauce. One bite unleashed the salty, sweet, and savory juices, creating an explosion of flavor. 

-Tomahawk pork belly 

The three little ones each got their own small tomahawk ribs, happily gnawing on them until their mouths were glossy with oil. 

As for Wei Ting, he preferred lighter flavors, and usually avoided greasy foods. 

Su Xiaoxiao left him the leanest piece.

He carefully trimmed off a thin layer of fat from the rib.

Then, he placed the now-lean rib back into Su Xiaoxiao’s bowl.

Su Xiaoxiao gave him a strange glance. 

Wei Ting ate the fatty meat in his bowl with a cold expression.

After thinking for a moment, Su Xiaoxiao stood up and picked up a piece of fatty meat for him. 

Wei Ting: “……”  

After dinner, Su Xiaoxiao went to clean up the kitchen and prepare the ingredients for tomorrow’s pastries.  

Su Yuniang entered with a bottle of wine in her hand, “You really don’t know how to rest, huh?

Su Xiaoxiao sniffed the air and asked, “Is it wine?” 

Su Yuniang shook the wine jug in her hand and said, “Mmm.” 

Su Xiaoxiao frowned, “Su Yuniang, aren’t you breastfeeding?” 

Su Yuniang smiled slyly and sat on a stool, “I have already made arrangements with Sister Zhao to help feed my baby for a few days.”  

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