Reborn as an Ugly Wife in the Countryside
Chapter 129: Visiting the Li Residence

Chapter 129: Chapter 129: Visiting the Li Residence

Xiaoxiao and Yang Ming made their way to Dongfeng Restaurant, but they didn’t find Li Fugui there. "What shall we do now?"

Yang Ming said, "Let’s go to the Li Residence!"

So, the two of them arrived at the gates of the Li Residence, which was Xiaoxiao’s first visit to such a grand household. She had no idea what the inside of a rich family’s home looked like.

As soon as they approached, a house servant came out, speaking disdainfully, "What do you want? Get lost!"

Were they being looked down upon? Their clothes clearly didn’t resemble those of beggars, for goodness’ sake. It’s true what they say, like master, like servant—just like that Li Fugui.

"Please announce us. Say Scholar Yang Ming requests an audience with Master Li!"

"The Scholar, eh? Alright, I will inform him right away!" The house servant’s tone changed entirely when he heard the title ’Scholar,’ and he hurried off to deliver the message.

"..." That change of attitude was too swift. "Yang Ming, do you know Master Li?"

"I do not!"

"You don’t? Then what’s all this about?" Xiaoxiao gestured toward the direction the house servant had gone.

"I’m just borrowing the title of Scholar for the moment."

"..." Is the status of a Scholar really that high? To be treated with such respect? Maybe she could occasionally use her title of ’Scholar’s wife’ then!

Soon, the house servant returned, "My master is waiting inside. Scholar Yang, please follow me!"

Guided by the house servant, Xiaoxiao and Yang Ming entered the residence. Walking through it, the place was indeed not much different from what one saw on television; the dwelling of the wealthy sure was splendid.

"Scholar Yang, please come inside!" The house servant led Yang Ming and the others into a room, then closed the door and left.

"I’m fortunate to meet Master Li today. This is my wife," Yang Ming introduced.

"Master Li, good day!"

"Scholar Yang, Madam Yang, please take a seat. Xiaohong, bring some tea!" Master Li seemed very polite. "May I inquire as to the reason for your visit today, Scholar Yang?"

"To be frank, I indeed have a pressing matter. Today, eleven women from our village have disappeared, all from the hot pickled cabbage workshop!"

"Are you suspecting me..." Master Li slammed the table, "Servants, show them out!"

"Master Li, please calm your anger! I am not suspecting you. It’s just that your son visited our village, and I wanted to talk to him to get some information, but I couldn’t find him anywhere!"

Before Master Li could respond, Yang Ming continued, "Of course, I do not suspect him either. Since he’s not from our village, we just need to rule out his involvement. After all, the lives of eleven people are no small matter!"

Xiaoxiao listened quietly on the side. These scholars really talked in a roundabout way. Why not just get straight to the point instead of all this flowery talk? It was quite awkward.

Master Li’s anger subsided somewhat after hearing this. He knew that Yang Ming was being considerate by not spelling it out explicitly. "I understand. I will look for my son!"

"Servant!" Following this, someone came in. Master Li whispered some instructions, and the person left—probably to investigate the matter.

Seeing this, Yang Ming believed that results would soon follow and was just about to rise and take his leave when Master Li posed a question.

"Is that hot pickled cabbage made by you?"

"Indeed, it is!"

"And the pickles?"

"They are also made by my wife!"

"Madam Yang has a commendable skill!" exclaimed Master Li, not expecting such craft to come from the hands of a farmer’s wife.

"You flatter me, Master Li!" Xiaoxiao responded with a smile.

"To speak frankly, the purchase of the cabbages was done on my son’s own initiative. By the time I found out about it, it was too late. Now, I indeed need the recipes for the hot pickled cabbage and pickles to handle these cabbages. Scholar Yang, could you possibly assist me with this?"