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Chapter 368 - Chapter 368 368. Quirky Old Lady_1

Chapter 368: 368. Quirky Old Lady_1 Chapter 368: 368. Quirky Old Lady_1 The 30 acres of fruit orchard to install cameras in wasn’t as costly as I imagined.

It was Wu Lan who brought up this idea, and Song Tan felt that all the hard work over the past six months was worthwhile. At least her mom was no longer as miserly with money as at the beginning of the year, and was even willing to invest more in it.

Perhaps it wouldn’t be too difficult to persuade her to loosen up a bit and enjoy herself?

Bit by bit, she felt very satisfied with the current pace of their life.

However, setting up cameras in the orchard was a bit different from setting up cameras at home, and there were things like installing and configuring wireless network bridges that she still needed to figure out.

Luckily, there was still some time before the peaches, which were the hardest to safeguard, would ripen, so there was no immediate rush…

Yet no sooner had this thought crossed her mind than the familiar buzzing sound of a tricycle came from the road.

But wasn’t that tricycle moving a bit too fast?

Song Youde immediately ran to the side of the courtyard, only to see Qiaoqiao smoothly turning toward the gate, then getting off the tricycle huffily with two empty plastic buckets in hand.

“Sister, someone’s stealing things up the mountain!”

What? We were just talking about theft, and now someone was actually stealing?

“Stealing what, watermelons?!”

Wu Lan became anxious, ready to rush up the mountain.

But as she was about to set off, she sighed.

She was aware of the village customs; they stuck together fiercely. And this kind of thing, sneaking one or two fruits, wasn’t even considered stealing.

Even if she confronted them, could she really expect the villagers to stand with her? And if she didn’t get along with them…

She smiled bitterly.

In the village, it was different from outside. If someone decided to stir up trouble while pretending to help, the loss would be significant.

This was also a big issue hindering rural development.

Taking a deep breath, although she couldn’t foresee the long-term effects, a few quick thoughts turned over in her mind and she weighed her options before patiently listening to Qiaoqiao again–

“I was about to feed Big Wang when he suddenly barked and ran to the back mountain! Big White couldn’t even catch up!”

“When I got there, I saw Granny Zhou from our village standing in front of our Peach Forest, with two long beans she had picked in her hand!”

He was upset as he spoke, but Wu Lan let out a sigh of relief, “She only picked two long beans?”

A fence was also erected around the Peach Forest, with a structure on top where loofah, long beans, and cherry tomatoes, among others, were grown.

Now, with the Peach Forest densely enclosed, one couldn’t see what was inside unless they went through the special fence door.

As for the key to the fence door, only two were distributed among the family. Zhang Wang’s family had another one.

Upon hearing this, Qiaoqiao grew even more upset!

“She wanted to pick a lot! She wanted to go into the Peach Forest! It’s just that Big Wang was early and kept barking at her, and I didn’t let her enter.”

This was the first time such an incident had occurred at home, and it was taken very seriously. They asked him:

“How did you stop her?”

“I!” Qiaoqiao was clearly very agitated, and now, speaking while panting, said, “I just like this–”

He spread his arms wide and planted his legs apart, forming a firm “big” shape: “I just stood like this in front of the fence gate, not letting her in. If she dared to come near me, I told Big White to bite her!”

After a pause, he added: “Bite her clothes!”

“Which Grandma Zhou?” Song Tan asked curiously.

“Who else could it be?” Wu Lan said disdainfully, curling her lip: “It’s your Uncle Maozhu’s mom! People say a bad bamboo shoot can produce a good bamboo, and your Uncle Maozhu is the good person his family produced. But his mom, that old lady, she’s unbearable!”

“Also surnamed Zhou?” Song Tan’s focus was on something else.

Wu Lan nodded: “She came here as a famine refugee back in the day, and was given to Zhou Maozhu’s father as a child bride. She had a hard time when she was young… Now that she’s old, and everyone else’s life is better, if she just kept calm, who wouldn’t respect her in the village?”

“But she insists on doing those stupid, counterproductive things, and no one can reason with her.”

Song Tan remembered: “Qiaoqiao, is she the old lady who spoke unpleasantly when I took you to the small store to buy bubble gum?”

The old lady probably hadn’t intended to pick on their belongings, but because there had been rumors about Big White wandering around the village with a few kids and even stories about Big White fighting a tiger…

Maybe that’s why the old lady didn’t dare to act rashly, right?

After all, she could throw a tantrum and be unreasonable with people, but facing a dog rumored to have fought a tiger, if it bit her to death before she could throw her fit, who would she ask to compensate her?

“So…” Song Tan looked at him: “You, no, I mean, did Big White tear up Grandma Zhou’s clothes?”

Qiaoqiao lowered his head sadly again: “It wasn’t my intention to let Big White bite so fiercely, but she was too mean. While picking bean pods, she complained that we picked ours too quickly, leaving none of the good ones for her. She also tried to pick green cherry tomatoes, and even wanted the young loofahs… but she was too short to reach them; in the end, she even tried to nudge me aside to look for the watermelons in Peach Forest… but I wouldn’t let her! I locked the gate!”

His cheeks were flushed with anger, and his black hair that had grown slightly too long was now sweatily clinging to his forehead, making him look rather disheveled.

But the words he spoke were firm:

“So I told Big White, even though Grandma Zhou was old and not nice, we couldn’t bite her, so just bite her clothes to shreds!”

“And Big White did.”

Zhang Yanping asked curiously: “So… what did Big White do to her clothes?”

Now Qiaoqiao bowed his head, his voice tiny, and he also held out his little finger to gesture: “Just tore them up a tiny bit.”

A tiny bit? How big is a tiny bit?

Just as everyone was about to ask more, in the middle of this sunny afternoon, a string of curses started coming from outside the door.

Those curses started from the direction of the old house and spread all the way here, growing louder and louder as they echoed through the empty village, as if half the people of the village wanted to poke their heads out to listen attentively!

“…feeding that dog until it’s glossy, cursed creatures… heartless… and then setting the dog on me, an old lady…”

The combination of rural slang and the nastiness of the insults, Wu Lan’s face turned pale with anger!

Song Tan quickly patted her back in a soothing gesture: “Mom, listen to how loudly she’s shouting; she must have gotten the worst of it!”

“Come on, don’t be mad! Didn’t Qiaoqiao say that Big White damaged her clothes? Let’s see what they look like now.”

Thus everyone’s spirit was revived, and they made an effort not to listen to the foul language, converging at the front gate.

Looking out on the road! They saw a wizened, small old lady with a hunched back, slowly walking their way.

The floral print polyester pants she wore were now shredded on the left leg, down to just above the thigh.

Not to mention the upper garment, which was ripped open from the waistline, splitting apart.

So much so that the old lady, while ranting furiously, had to clumsily clutch the fabric near her armpit to prevent her clothes from falling apart completely into a mess.

Everyone was dumbfounded–indeed… it was just a slight tear…

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