Farm Tough Girl

Chapter 56 - 56 057 Madam Are You Confessing to Me_1

?Chapter 56: Chapter 057 Madam, Are You Confessing to Me_1 Chapter 56: Chapter 057 Madam, Are You Confessing to Me_1 Muniang waved her hand dismissively and then turned to leave the kitchen.

Mrs. Fang didn’t dare say more and could only respond gratefully, “Thank you, Lady!”

Just as Erliang finished washing his face and came out, Muniang was sharpening her knife forebodingly at the wild rabbit. He skillfully took the knife from Muniang’s hand and started processing it himself. During these days with Muniang, he had learned quite a bit. Undeniably, Erliang’s learning ability was extraordinarily strong.

While disemboweling the rabbit, Erliang started talking to Muniang about what happened in the mountains today, laughing merrily.

“So, it seems that you have more fun without me on the mountain!” Muniang said, pouting in mock anger.

“Not at all! It’s even more fun with my wife on the mountain!” Erliang swore, holding up the knife!

Suddenly, Muniang asked, as if something occurred to her, “Husband, do you find hunting fun?”

“Umm!” Erliang nodded emphatically.

“And what about killing rabbits with a knife?”

Erliang looked at Muniang strangely, “It’s just for doing something for you, what’s fun about that?”

“Oh,” Muniang murmured vaguely. In truth, she was always apprehensive about Erliang’s former identity. If he was inherently bloodthirsty, would his subconscious also harbor thoughts of killing people?

Muniang suddenly regretted letting him handle weapons like bows and arrows. It’s said that familiar things can most easily awaken lost memories. If Erliang were to recover his memory, where would that leave her?

If the current Erliang became someone unfamiliar to her, what would her feelings for him count for then?

Thinking about this, Muniang started to feel agitated.

“Wife, are you unhappy?” Erliang asked, tilting his head, noticing that Muniang didn’t seem in high spirits.

“I’m just thinking how nice it would be if we could be together for a lifetime,” Muniang muttered.

Erliang, however, was confused, “But of course we’ll be together.”

They were husband and wife, after all. It was nonsensical for a married couple not to be together! Even if they hadn’t consummated their marriage, who could say they were not a couple!

Muniang glared at Erliang seriously, “Erliang, let me tell you! You are my husband today and will be for life. Don’t even think about leaving me. Otherwise, you’ll end up like this rabbit!”

With that, she took the kitchen knife from Erliang’s hand and thrust it with a “thunk” into the dead rabbit on the cutting board.

Erliang was stunned for a long while before he dully said, “Wife, are you confessing your love to me?”

The laborers had been busy all day in the mountains and didn’t return until dusk. Mrs. Fang had prepared their meal early. The workers’ kitchen was located where they stayed, and none were particular about eating arrangements. So at mealtime, they would scoop up their food in the kitchen and carry it to their own rooms to eat. After a hard day’s work, reaching the doorstep with the smell of delicious food wafting out was enough to make them forget their fatigue.

But today, there was a different aroma, and those with keen noses hadn’t even reached the door before they started exclaiming, “It’s rabbit meat!”

“No, it’s chicken! Wild pheasant at that! Two years ago, when I was a servant at a rich family’s house, the master there drank ginseng chicken soup every day, making me salivate every day, I’ll remember that taste for the rest of my life!” Dazhu clicked his tongue.

His companions burst into hearty laughter, “Look at your aspirations!”

Chattering and laughing, they made their way to the kitchen, only to be stunned by the scene before them.

A big pot of chicken soup, a big pot of rabbit meat, and another pot of lamb hotpot!

The men couldn’t help but swallow their saliva, and it took a while before someone spoke up.

“Mrs. Fang, is our kitchen being used to entertain guests at the master’s house today?”

Mrs. Fang chuckled lightly, teasing, “Indeed, a bunch of rough and burly ‘honored guests’ no less, these are all game the master hunted in the mountains. The Lady said there was too much to eat, so she told me to stew it for you all, saying you’ve also worked hard these days. Building on both ends of the mountain is tough, consider it a reward for your efforts!”

“What?! All this good stuff, just for us to squander?” Dazhu cried out in disbelief.

The wealthy household he used to stay in, although the master drank ginseng chicken soup every day, he never even got a taste of the broth. The rules were strict, anything belonging to the master, even leftovers fed to pigs, was off-limits!

“The Lady is kind-hearted, she keeps you all in her mind. What are you dawdling for, grab a big bowl and fill up on rice and meat!” Mrs. Fang said with a laugh.

The group of men surged forward as if injected with adrenaline.

Dazhu looked at the meat in his bowl, and his eyes involuntarily reddened: “I was sold into servitude as a young child, and for over ten years I’ve passed through several households. Those masters, if not beating or scolding, were stingy, none of them treated us like humans. Though the past half a month has been hard, it was dignified. The Lady has never casually shown disdain towards me. Despite her stern appearance, she deeply remembers us. Such good meat, I’ve never eaten it in my life.”

At these words, the crowd of men fell silent; they all had their own bitter pasts, having landed in the hands of a human trafficker. Undoubtedly, their current master was much better than any before. Even though the work had been tough this half-month, as servants, they could not complain. Yet the Lady had gone out of her way to treat them to a good meal.

Mrs. Fang wiped away tears directly: “My husband and I, if not for the severe drought back home, the failure of crops in the fields, with children starving or dying of illnesses, would not have drifted here from Puhai, ending up in the hands of a human trafficker. We thought our lives were over, and my husband just tried his luck begging the Lady to buy me as well. The Lady agreed without a second word. If you ask me, the Lady and the master are the lucky stars in our lives!”

Mrs. Fang’s husband, Dachuan, said excitedly, “That’s right! Meeting such a master, I, Fang Dachuan, will stay loyally for a lifetime.”

“Dachuan’s right. Although our master’s house isn’t as rich as other grand households, it’s much better. At least here, I still feel human, not a beast! I will also earnestly serve the master and Lady for a lifetime!”

Everyone clamored, the small kitchen bursting with noise, but what was shouted was their true feelings. Mrs. Fang, smiling, wiped her tears: “Enough, hurry up and eat!”

Qiao Yuanzhen and Qinghe’s wedding date soon arrived. The Li Family had no other relatives, just the two siblings, so Muniang went early to help Qinghe dress and apply bridal makeup.

Having lived here these days, at least I learned the skill of hairdressing, and my craftsmanship was also decent. But it was Qinghe’s wedding dress that truly caught Muniang’s eye.

“Qinghe, did you make this yourself? It’s so beautiful, the embroidery on it is so exquisite, even more attractive than what they sell in the Embroidery House!”

“I’ve been learning this since I was young. I embroidered patterns to sell at the town’s Embroidery House for money. Otherwise, it would have been too hard for my brother to support our family alone,” Qinghe said as she touched the bright red wedding dress, her eyes filled with contentment.