My Childhood Sweetheart Is a Crazy Beauty
Chapter 153: Thick Mist

Chapter 153: Chapter 153: Thick Mist

Although Cui Wenshu was a sent-down youth, his family was fairly well-off. However, the amount Tang Wanqiu borrowed from him was significant, and she hadn’t shown up for a while.

He finally couldn’t take it anymore. When he heard someone from the Tang Family was in town, he decided to try asking for the money.

Tang Chuxia clicked her tongue, "That takes guts!"

Tang Jianjun retorted irritably, "Guts? More like brainless!"

Tang Chuxia didn’t argue back, "Second Brother, then did you help Tang Wanqiu cover the hole?"

Tang Jianjun looked at her as if she were an idiot, "She’s not my real sister, why would I help her?"

True enough!

Tang Chuxia eased her mind.

Such matters clearly show whoever lends the money is the fool.

The Tang Family wouldn’t do anything for Tang Wanqiu.

As the clan uncle called Tang Jianjun to work, Tang Chuxia stopped the gossip. But that night, a matchmaker came over to talk to Lady Xiuxiu about a matchmaking proposal.

"The man’s conditions aren’t great, but he’s honest. What’s your family’s thought?"

The matchmaker’s standard phrasing left Tang Chuxia at a loss for words.

She originally thought Lady Xiuxiu would agree immediately; such a man didn’t seem likely to fare badly in the future. But Lady Xiuxiu outright rejected it.

The matchmaker didn’t understand why, so Lady Xiuxiu carefully explained.

"Frankly, honest usually means foolishly sincere, but I’ve looked at the lad, and he doesn’t seem that type at all."

Lady Xiuxiu pursed her lips, ran a needle along her scalp, and then continued stitching the shoe sole.

The matchmaker was even more puzzled. The others craned their necks, eavesdropping.

Gaining knowledge, they all found the young man quite decent too.

"Did you all notice the calluses on his hands?"

Lady Xiuxiu asked, and everyone nodded.

"Didn’t you see those calluses weren’t from hard work?"

The matchmaker, puzzled, thought back carefully, "You could tell that?" She had arranged many marriages before but had never heard of someone being rejected because of suspicious calluses.

Tang Chuxia was also puzzled. She knew some calluses varied with use, but how did Lady Xiuxiu discern them?

Even Madam Tang and others curiously leaned in to listen.

"Men who work with their hands have calluses that can be used as whetstones—thick and with many cracks. But that boy had many calluses with no cracks, and the thick calluses were only on some fingers, not the palm."

Lady Xiuxiu sighed, "What did he call people?"

Tang Chuxia, who had followed the entire conversation, jumped in to answer, "He called Sister Xiuxiu ’Miss Xiuxiu,’ called me ’Sis,’ my brothers all ’brother,’ and called elders by their generational titles!"

Very well-mannered.

The matchmaker nodded along, "Yes, very polite?"

Lady Xiuxiu pursed her lips, "Polite, sure, but when calling Xiuxiu, his eyes were on her. The rest of the time, they were on Xiaxia!"

Tang Chuxia gasped, was that so?

She hadn’t noticed!

The matchmaker waved her hands, "Lady Xiuxiu, you got it wrong; there’s no such thing. That boy was very well-behaved!"

Lady Xiuxiu interrupted her, "You’re mistaken. That boy has something wrong with his eyes. When facing people, his eyes wander! Otherwise, he wouldn’t still be a bachelor despite being decent-looking—why else hasn’t he found someone?"

Matchmaker:...

She slapped her thigh, "I said he seemed nice, clean, articulate, so why do all these matches end up falling through? The issue lies here!"

The matchmaker seemed to have an epiphany, growing excited, "Girls who’ve met him all say he never looks directly at them. He must be snubbing them. Better not to agree if life’s going to be unhappy later!"

"Turns out it’s his eyes that have a problem!"

After listening to the matchmaker’s lament, Tang Chuxia burst out laughing.

She thought Lady Xiuxiu had another reason for refusing, turns out it’s just a case of bad eyesight.

But what caught her attention was the calluses Lady Xiuxiu mentioned.

She signaled to her second brother with a glance, and the two of them went to the courtyard. "What callus is only on the fingers and not in the palm?"

Tang Jianjun rubbed his chin, pondering, "Hard to say!"

Tang Jianbing joined in, "Could it be from a dagger or small items like needles? Not needing a grip, just fingers?"

The three siblings exchanged glances and, thinking of their granduncle’s situation, grew cautious.

"I’ll look into it more. You two stay out of trouble!" Tang Jianjun ran off.

Tang Jianbing also warned Tang Chuxia, "We might know the situation, but don’t let it slip!"

Tang Chuxia shrugged, "I’m not dumb. Besides, I’m trying to find out what Tang Wanqiu has been doing in the countryside all these years. The rest doesn’t concern me much."

When it was time to rest, Madam Tang accompanied Tang Chuxia, who asked about Tang Wanqiu’s past at the old house.

"Why do you ask about her? It’s unlucky!"

Madam Tang tucked Tang Chuxia in, clearly reluctant to discuss the topic.

But Tang Chuxia rolled over onto the brick bed, "She poisoned me, yet the Yang Family bailed her out. Why has no one from the Yang Family come to find us since? What do they mean by this?"

"They have a guilty conscience, no sense of morality!"

Madam Tang’s words intrigued Tang Chuxia.

"Mom, tell me honestly. Back then, it couldn’t just have been about Dad—that’s why you kept Tang Wanqiu, right? Surely there were other reasons? Even if Grandpa and Grandma cherished their ties with her elders, they wouldn’t abandon their grandkids just to care for Tang Wanqiu, right?"

Upon deeper reflection, everything seemed bizarre.

Madam Tang sneered, "You have no idea; your grandparents would do anything for a fake granddaughter."

"Do you really think it was out of kindness?"

Tang Chuxia sensed something in Madam Tang’s tone.

"It was just fear!"

Madam Tang whispered, "Back then, your grandparents must’ve been hiding something from Yang Chao and Wen Wenqing, or else they wouldn’t have taken care of Tang Wanqiu all the time."

Yang Chao?

Wen Wenqing?

What secrets did these two hold?

"But now, isn’t Yang Chao divorced from Wen Wenqing? And didn’t Wen Wenqing marry Jin Beiyang? How come Yang Chao can come back, and he doesn’t mind at all?"

Tang Chuxia counted on her fingers, realizing the issue.

Madam Tang laughed coldly, "Yang Chao’s a madman. Wait until Wen Wenqing suffers!"

Not wanting to say more, Madam Tang left Tang Chuxia to sleep. But in her head, Tang Chuxia couldn’t help wondering how Wen Wenqing would suffer.

Meanwhile, Wen Wenqing was indeed in trouble, as the Yang Family came to see her while she was worrying about money.

However, they found Hu Mingcheng instead of Wen Wenqing.

Before a word was spoken, Hu Mingcheng got his mouth covered and was beaten up.

The brutality was something Hu Mingcheng would probably never forget for the rest of his life.

All of this was being observed by a pair of watchful eyes.

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