The Eldest Daughter of a Rural Family
Chapter 193 Malicious Intent (2)_1

Chapter 193: Chapter 193 Malicious Intent (2)_1

"Pei Yuan! Call her Pei Qian from now on! No more San Ya or Si Ya, today is the first day of the New Year!" Pei Qin suddenly spoke earnestly.

San Ya was stunned for a moment, her eyes suddenly filled with tears, and she nodded vigorously, "Yeah! Call her Pei Yuan, Pei Qian! No more San Ya or Si Ya!"

Pei Qin told her to also get some more sleep, and prepared herself to sleep on the kang in the outer room, muttering discontentedly, "Yah yah yah, it sounds so demeaning! Even maids have proper names!"

San Ya... Pei Yuan lay down with red eyes and said to Si Ya, "From now on, use your name, don’t call yourself Si Ya anymore!"

Pei Qian quietly gritted her teeth and, after a while, gave a soft hum in response.

At Pei Li Zheng Family’s in Back Mountain Village, all who came to pay New Year’s visits had left. Grandma Pei, Lady Jiang, sent her grandsons, granddaughters, son, and daughter-in-law to catch up on sleep, and asked the sighing Pei Li Zheng, "What’s wrong now? Ever since the sister and brother Pei came over, you’ve been like this."

Pei Lizheng relayed Pei Qin’s words to her, "... She said when she left that they live in Willow Alley in the town, and told us to find her! If we really go to find her and take over the rice noodle workshop, we’ll be at odds with Old Pei’s House from then on!"

"I don’t think their family is anything good either!" Lady Jiang pursed her lips, then immediately asked, "If we get the rice noodle business going, how much money can we make?" If they really could make money to support her grandson’s education, she would be willing to confront Old Pei’s House. Her son had lost a leg and couldn’t do anything; her daughter-in-law had already complained quite a bit. If they could have some income, life at home could be more comfortable. Just relying on the two old folks alone, they couldn’t help them for a lifetime!

When Pei Lizheng heard her ask about the money, he knew she was tempted and let out a long sigh. It wasn’t just her, even he couldn’t help being tempted when he heard about it. But this rice noodle workshop was a hot potato, difficult to handle!

He couldn’t sleep either, thinking about what to do in the future. Pei Qin had put him in a difficult position first, and then Fang Qian had dished him a shit bowl, and even if he explained it wasn’t him who said it, Pei Yaozu and the others wouldn’t believe him. Now Pei Qin had given the rice noodle workshop to them, truly making it difficult for Pei Lizheng.

However, Pei Qin managed to sleep well until noon, then she got up, threw the pork bones into the pot, and started the fire with wood.

Sun Tiezhu came over again with food, "My mom said your grandma brought you fried fish pieces and fried chicken chunks, and you bought rib bones, so she sent over some of the fried green bean balls for you, they can last a long time and can be eaten for a while!"

Pei Qin tasted one and said it was delicious, then took a basin to fill with green bean balls.

Seeing her still wearing her white mourning clothes during the New Year, Sun Tiezhu thought of his young uncle who had refused to attend matchmaking events during the festival, feeling it was a pity. He asked her how they were going to visit relatives tomorrow, and if they could take his carriage for part of the way.

"It’s not far anyway, and walking there is warmer!" Pei Qin said with a smile, deciding that Pei Yuan and Pei Qian... bah! It was time to start getting their bodies in shape. It was a slip of the tongue, but it was still hard to correct herself!

Meanwhile, Pei Yuan had just woken up and hurriedly pulled Pei Qian to her feet, "Older sister! Are we going to deep-fry anything? I’ll do it if there’s anything that needs frying!"

Pei Qin let them eat the freshly fried green bean balls, "No need for deep-frying now, wait until we’ve eaten up all the odds and ends at home, then we can fry fresh ones if we want!"

Pei Qian pursed her lips but didn’t say much.

After boiling the meat, the siblings gnawed on some bones. They sprinkled the meat with salt and sealed it in wide-mouthed jars to cure. It could last for half a year; the hearty dish that peasant families looked forward to when harvesting wheat was this pan-fried cured meat!

Although they had no wheat to harvest, they couldn’t let that stop them from enjoying the dish; Pei Qin still cured several pieces.

The night before, they prepared big steamed buns, a few apples, a few white flour buns, and two boxes of Xiaojingun candies, ready to take with them for visiting relatives the next day.

Pei Qian wasn’t too keen to go; the people from the Fang family weren’t good, always looking to take advantage when helping others.