The Eldest Daughter of a Rural Family
Chapter 311: What the Heck is Dark Cuisine (3)_1

Chapter 311: Chapter 311: What the Heck is Dark Cuisine (3)_1

Pei Qin looked up at the sky, her reputation wasn’t good anyway.

"Why bother with them! Who knows who will end up getting poked in the backbone!" Old Scholar Fang said with a stern face.

Grandma Fang was aggrieved and annoyed, wishing she could curse Old Pei’s House to be without descendants, to fall on hard times, to beg for food—that would serve them right!

Lady Yu pulled her, "Mother! Let’s hurry up and cook and eat! If they still care about their face even a little when they see the crowd gathered around, they will naturally leave!"

Sure enough, the people in town all knew that sweet potatoes had been renamed, no longer called "sweet potatoes" but "red potatoes", changed by the Sir Magistrate. Now both the County Magistrate and Sir Magistrate had talked to Pei Qin about the red potatoes, of which there would be no limit in the future. Old Pei’s House drove Lady Fang to her death, kicked out Sister Peiqin and her siblings in the dead of winter, and now they shamelessly came knocking, only wanting to take advantage of her and steal her credit!

Seeing how people pointed and made comments, Pei Zongli felt he couldn’t take it anymore. Outside, calling for Pei Qin, no one answered, and Pei Qian even scolded them for being ill-intentioned, wanting to steal credit, working against them in secret, harming them, unable to bear it, he didn’t wait any longer and left in a hurriedly hitched horse carriage.

"Not a single good seed in their Old Pei family!" Grandma Fang was still filled with resentment.

Others in the Fang family chimed in with a few words of agreement, and after talking they laughed among themselves. You stir-frying, her chopping vegetables, her stewing soup, me tending the stove—it didn’t take long for them to prepare two tables full of dishes.

Grandma Fang, Lady Yu, Lady Ruan, Fang Hui, the Grandma Sun, Zou’s, and others sat at one table with Sister Peiqin and her sisters, while Old Scholar Fang with his sons and grandsons, Chang Yonglin, Pei Wendong, Sun Tiezhu, Feng Shouxing, Feng Chun and others at another table.

Everyone talked and laughed, not bringing up the issue of the hairpin again. Fang Hui, sitting far from Pei Qin, offered her a piece of chicken leg but didn’t receive a warm smile in return, nor did she dare to say much, feeling uneasy, she quickly finished her meal, and immediately went to the Clothing Store in town to pull a couple pieces of fabric and brought them to Pei Qin.

Pei Qin accepted the fabric, thanked her, and had Pei Yuan bring out some prepared pastries to return the favor, seeing off all the guests.

Pei Yuan then quietly asked her, "Big sister! That silver hairpin looks familiar, have we seen it before?" She had a faint suspicion in her heart.

"Wasn’t it the one Feng Bo gave to you, big sister, when he declared his love last time!? Indeed, harboring ill intentions, wanting to sully big sister’s reputation, to marry into their family, to take over our family wealth!" Pei Qian huffed angrily.

Pei Yuan, fuming with a dark expression, said, "She’s still our aunt! And yet she schemes against us like this!"

"What aunt? When we used to not have enough to eat or wear, oppressed, did she even inquire about us? Seeing us making money now, building up the family, she comes over to ingratiate herself, scheming against us! I’ve always said they had no good intentions!" Pei Qian said with a scowl.

Pei Yuan thought back to the Cold Clothes Festival, when Fang Hui had made a special trip over to offer paper money, saying how much her heart ached for them, but the big aunt kept it low-key, personally going to their mother’s grave to burn paper. If they hadn’t gone with their aunt, they would never have known.

"Fine! From now on, those who can be friends with, we’ll befriend; those who can’t, we’ll let them roll away smoothly!" Peiqin had never been one to fuss over making friends. It was probably always others who sought her out, the initiative firmly in her hands.

Pei Yuan frowned tightly, "That’s easy to say but, after all, the Feng family are relatives..."

Pei Qin glanced at the sky, "There’s a way, called ’keeping up appearances’. Everyone knows it and just leaves it unsaid."

Pei Yuan nodded in understanding.

Pei Qian didn’t even want to keep up appearances; the people of the Feng family were all too malicious. What aunt? Nonsense! All they knew was to scheme against them! If it was up to her, she wouldn’t want to have anything to do with them!

"Alright! You guys clean up the leftovers! I’m going to check on the soy sauce!" Pei Qin’s mind was now focused on the soy sauce.