Becoming the Villain's Discarded Wife
Chapter 53 - 1

Chapter 53: 53 Chapter 1

Nanzhi was in the cellar with Gougou, organizing chestnuts.

Just now, she suddenly wondered if black flour, which is coarsely ground wheat, and white flour, which is finely ground wheat, meant that chestnuts could also be made into chestnut flour?

She remembered the chestnut flour puffs she had eaten at school, and thought if she could grind the chestnuts into chestnut flour, the two hundred pounds of chestnuts at home wouldn’t risk going moldy and rotten.

"Mom, what’s chestnut flour?" Gougou, seeing his mother muttering about chestnut flour, grew curious.

He only knew about black flour and white flour, aware that black flour wasn’t as fragrant as white flour but cheaper.

"Just like black flour, you can also make chestnut flour puffs to eat," Nanzhi said with a giggle as she looked at the chestnuts in the sack.

She refused to believe that she, a person who had traversed through time, couldn’t manage to make chestnut flour.

This time, she’d try with just a few pounds. As long as it worked, she could tell Li Zheng and then everyone wouldn’t have to gnaw on chestnuts every day.

"Like steamed buns?" Gougou pondered. Were chestnut flour puffs the same as steamed buns?

He had tasted black steamed buns given by Granny Liu before, which were more delicious than pancakes.

"Should be similar, do you want to try it, Gougou?" Nanzhi asked as she filled a cloth bag with chestnuts.

Gougou nodded his head: "I want to try!"

Seeing the look of anticipation on Gougou’s face, Nanzhi bolstered her heart—this time, she could only succeed, not fail.

As soon as she left the cellar, Nanzhi saw Lin Yicheng and Lin Ercheng, each carrying two bundles of firewood into the courtyard.

Seeing his sister with a cloth bag, Lin Yicheng asked, "Fatty girl, what are you up to?"

Hoisting the chestnuts in her hand, Nanzhi replied with a smile, "I’m thinking about whether these chestnuts can be ground into chestnut flour. Eating too many chestnuts gives a stomachache like nothing else."

"Okay, just be sure not to waste stuff," Lin Yicheng advised, without saying much more, somehow convinced that his little sister could always get things done.

Moreover, no one could stand eating the same thing all the time. During the time when they didn’t have grain at home and had to eat sweet potatoes every meal—boiled or baked, even the soup was made with leftover boiling water—he felt like he was turning into a sweet potato himself.

"Got it, got it." Nanzhi nodded before she headed to the kitchen with her chestnuts.

"Uncle."

Just as Lin Yicheng was about to carry the wood to the woodshed, he felt someone tugging at his pants. He looked down to see Gougou, his small face filled with conflict.

"Yo, what’s wrong, Gougou, need something from uncle?"

Seeing his uncle looking at him with such a loving expression made Gougou’s cheeks suddenly turn red.

"Uncle, I’m sorry." Gougou hung his little head and fiddled with his hands.

Mom said that a real man should own up to his mistakes, otherwise he’s a bad kid.

Uncle had been really nice to Mom and himself, and he shouldn’t have lost his temper.

"Oh." Lin Yicheng was surprised to hear Gougou apologize; his little nephew had never done this before.

"Gougou was wrong. I shouldn’t have been mean to you yesterday," Gougou said, tugging on the corner of his clothes. "Can uncle forgive Gougou?"

Lin Yicheng almost dropped the carrying pole on the ground upon hearing this.

Look at his little nephew, so well-behaved and understanding.

Then thinking about his own son Doudou, that rascal, who spent the days running around and causing trouble with Maomao.

Lin Yicheng felt tears streaming internally.

All afternoon, Lin Ercheng watched as their big brother chopped wood with an energy that never seemed to wane, the axe blade almost glowing with heat.

"Big brother, what’s gotten into you?" Lin Ercheng couldn’t stand it any longer and asked, holding onto his shirt.

"Ercheng," Lin Yicheng put down his axe and squatted to the side, letting out a sigh.

Hearing his big brother sigh, Lin Ercheng scratched his head, puzzled—why was chopping firewood making big brother sigh with emotion?

"Tell me, how come Fatty girl’s Gougou is so sensible?"

Lin Ercheng froze, somewhat uncertain. Could it be his brother was envious of his niece’s well-behaved Gougou?

"Fatty girl’s life isn’t easy; it’s necessary for Gougou to be good," he replied.

Upon hearing this, Lin Yicheng paused, right, their own Doudou had been spoiled by the family ever since he was little. Even the last time he ran to ignite Uncle Ercheng’s straw shed, Dad and Mom only spanked him once.

Thinking of Pudgy and Gougou’s current situation, Lin Yicheng felt a growing sense of heartache.

The two brothers ran back and forth twice more, seeing the neatly stacked firewood in the woodshed and estimating it was enough for Nanzhi and her son for a while before they felt relieved.

After being invited to stay for dinner by Nanzhi, they waved goodbye and left Lihua Village, hurrying back to their own home.

They were also quite curious about the taste of that big turtle.

Nanzhi hadn’t been idle for the entire afternoon either; she cleaned the small stone mill that had been sitting idle in the house for many years.

She had seen in a novel how the heroine made sweet potato flour from sweet potatoes, but it had been so long she could hardly remember the details.

Frowning, she thought for a long time but to no avail.

Eventually, she decided to give the stone mill a try.

After cleaning the stone mill, Nanzhi boiled all the chestnuts from the bag, then hurried to peel them while still hot, to avoid difficulties once they cooled, until seeing the winnow basket filled with bumpy chestnuts before she heaved a sigh of relief.

With her own fingernails now full of chestnut paste, which appeared yellow, Nanzhi felt somewhat disgusted, but she had no time to be fussy and simply carried the winnow basket to the side of the stone mill.

Nanzhi had never used a stone mill herself, and she carefully sifted through the original body’s memories for a long time before finding some faded recollections.

It took about fifteen minutes before Nanzhi finally figured out how to operate it.

"Mom, you can do it!"

With Gougou’s encouragement, Nanzhi felt a surge of energy and spun the stone mill rapidly.

After struggling for half an hour, she managed to produce a small basin of chestnut paste.

Looking at the slightly thick Chestnut Paste, Nanzhi hesitated.

Next, it should be dried and then ground into Chestnut Flour.

After some hesitation, Nanzhi still took a piece of cotton clothing out of the cabinet.

This was the garment of her bargain husband, though she remembered it seemed to be the one she had finished making but had not yet managed to give to him.

After comparing with scissors for a long while, she cut a piece of cloth as large as the winnow basket, rinsed it, laid it over the winnow basket, and then poured the Chestnut Paste on top to spread it evenly.

She then took the winnow basket to the backyard to dry.

With the current weather, it might even dry out by midnight.

After tidying up, Nanzhi busied herself with preparing dinner.

Watching her two brothers leave, Nanzhi sat in the courtyard, somewhat lost in thought.

"Mom, what’s wrong?" Seeing his mother staring up in a daydream, Gougou likewise sat next to her.

"I’m feeling a bit homesick," Nanzhi softly said, looking at the crescent moon.

In the past, she too would sit in the courtyard with Grandma watching the moon.

Gougou thought to promise to accompany her to Grandma’s house tomorrow, but seeing his mother’s expression, he held back.

He always felt that his mother seemed very unhappy.

Looking at the bright crescent moon, Nanzhi suddenly felt like crying.

She missed her home.

But there was no Grandma at home, and she had no relatives there.

"Gougou."

"Eh." Hearing Nanzhi call him, Gougou’s milky voice replied.

"I am lucky to still have you."

"Mom, what’s wrong? Aren’t you happy?" Gougou looked worriedly at the downcast Nanzhi.

"It’s nothing, Gougou. Come on, let’s go wash up," she said.

She was Lin Nanzhi, and nothing could bring her down.

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