The Eldest Daughter of a Rural Family
Chapter 365 Pei Qin, I Will Marry You (7)_1

Chapter 365: Chapter 365 Pei Qin, I Will Marry You (7)_1

Shen Songming watched her secure the silver note and hesitated before moving closer to ask, "Pei Laoda! What do you need so much silver for?" Surely she wasn’t planning to provide for that blind Mo Heng, or secretly creating some weapons, right!? He would rather not give it to her and invest it all into the crystal mine instead! That way he could earn even more dividends!

"I’m making something!" Pei Qin casually responded.

Shen Songming felt like he was being scratched by a cat inside, "What... what are you planning to make?"

Seeing him look as though she was about to construct a nuclear bomb or cannon, Pei Qin gave him a disdainful glance, "I won’t tell you!"

The more she kept silent, the itchier Shen Songming’s curiosity became; he stood up to ask her, "Don’t hide it from me, what on earth are you planning to make with this money?"

"Who said I’m making anything! I need this money for something else!" After saying that, Pei Qin didn’t pay him any more attention and went straight back to store the silver before taking a bamboo basket out to pick sweet potato leaves.

When he saw her heading out, especially towards the workshop, Shen Songming felt a sudden surge of anxiety.

Pei Qian returned from the noodle shop and saw him following Pei Qin. Her expression soured, and without greeting him, she even huffed softly. They didn’t care for someone who looked down on their family! Let him keep losing fiancées to death, see if anyone else would be willing to marry him!

Her obvious reaction, how could Shen Songming fail to notice? But he really didn’t have the nerve to flirt with Pei Qin. His front teeth were not resilient; he figured they would be gone after a few punches! In ancient times, where could he possibly go to get dental implants?

With the bamboo basket in hand, Pei Qin told Pei Qian she was leaving and then went to the workshop.

Shen Songming thought for a moment. He had to follow and keep an eye on Pei Qin. She had just taken 1600 taels of silver from him and went straight to find Mo Heng, which was highly suspicious! Had they hooked up during the time he was away?

The more he thought about it, the more uncomfortable he felt in his heart. He was supposed to be in cahoots with her, yet she didn’t even think to write to him, but seemed to have gotten involved with that blind Mo Heng!?

Pei Qin picked a bamboo basket full of sweet potato leaves in the field, then went to the workshop to pick some vegetables and milk the goats.

Mo Heng heard her and came out to call her, but seeing Shen Songming there, he didn’t mention anything important.

Pei Qin guessed that Mo Heng had no money in hand. The male prostitue who bought 250 jin of soy sauce last time might give him some silver coins. But from his demeanor, she reckoned he probably didn’t appreciate handouts. He had mentioned leaving after the New Year, so he must be planning to make some money. The Stroke Dictionary project was something she could help with by pulling in sponsors, and once published, it could probably sell for a good amount of money! So she just agreed to him.

Seeing her agreement, Mo Heng turned and went back to his small courtyard.

Shen Songming, with a dark expression, waited until Pei Qin finished milking the goats, took the milk from her hands without saying a word, and walked back with it.

Pei Qin raised an eyebrow; had she offended him by merely milking the goat!? She hadn’t taken long, nor had she refused to share the milk with him!

Shen Songming walked ahead with long strides and Pei Qin followed behind.

They passed by Sun Xiujin’s alley again; Sun Xiujin was at the doorway talking to Sun Tingyu.

This time Shen Songming didn’t even look their way and continued walking briskly forward.

Pei Qin greeted them, reminding their family to turn over the sweet potato vines as they were growing too vigorously.

With a thank-you that was anything but sincere, Sun Xiujin’s expression grew sullen the moment she passed by. Was she deliberately greeting her just to show off? Claiming to be generous and straightforward, but really just a gloating meanie!

Back at home, Pei Qin moved a small stool to sit under the eaves, started to peel the sweet potato leaves to prepare for frying them with the meat for lunch, and planned to steam sweet potato leaves for dinner.

Shen Songming, still holding his breath in frustration, watched her slowly prepare the vegetables and then cook, sitting in the house without leaving, apparently intent on staying for the meal.