TREASURE HUNT IN THE MOUNTAINS
Ni Yang walked along a mountain trail with a small bamboo basket slung on her back.
She encountered quite a few villagers along the way. She politely greeted each one of them.
She addressed the slightly older ones as uncles and aunts, and the elders as grandpas and grandmas.
Who doesn't love a sweet-talking young girl? Especially, one who is as pretty as Ni Yang.
As soon as Ni Yang was out of sight, the villagers immediately began to gossip.
"Don't be fooled by her youthful appearance. She's quite capable. I heard she saved Meifeng's child when a ghost took possession."
"What ghost? I heard it was epilepsy."
"If Zhenzhen was half as sensible as her, I'd be content."
An angular-faced, short-haired woman with a sarcastic manner chimed in: "Of course, she's capable. Otherwise, how could she afford a Phoenix-brand bicycle?"
Upon hearing this, everyone else's expression immediately changed.
Yes.
It was indeed suspicious that a family headed by a widow and her orphan, which didn't even have a labor force, could afford a bicycle.
After all, even those of them who had toiled in the fields all year round couldn't afford one!
A middle-aged woman with long hair furrowed her brows a little, saying, "Wang Jinfang, you can't just make assumptions. Perhaps they earned the money. I heard that young girl wakes up early every morning to sell breakfast in the city."
"Sell breakfast?" Wang Jinfang hinted, "Who's to say she's selling breakfast and nothing else."
Wang Jinfang was a notorious gossip in the village, and a typical example of one who wants others to be poorer than oneself.
If she saw someone living a better life than herself, she would become discontent and immediately resort to sarcasm and curses, wishing ill luck on them.
The long-haired woman, who was more reasonable, immediately retorted,"Wang Jinfang, we're in front of everyone here, and we should ensure we have evidence before we speak."
Ni Yang was too young to have her reputation ruined by Wang Jinfang's, how would she hold her head high in the village in the future?
Looking at the long-haired woman, Wang Jinfang spitefully shot back, "So, you witnessed her selling breakfast in the city? Or are you her business partner?" Her last sentence was especially pointed.
"You!" The long-haired woman's face turned red in anger. She coughed and retorted, "You're just babbling nonsense! You're just stirring up trouble for no reason!"
"I'm stirring up trouble? I think it's you, Zhou Qingshang, who is feeling guilty." Wang Jinfang widened her eyes, looking very fierce.
Zhou Qingshang didn't even know Ni Yang, she must have seen her buying the bicycle and wanted to ingratiate herself, so she stood up for her! Otherwise, why would she be so kind-hearted?
Hypocritical! Shameless!
"Ahem, I'm feeling guilty? Ahem... Wang Jinfang! You tell me now, for what reason should I feel guilty?"
Seeing that the argument was escalating, someone immediately stepped in to mediate, "Enough is enough already, let's not quibble over an outsider."
Since Zhou Qingshang, who was educated and also felt a bit under the weather, was coughing all the time, she didn't want to argue further with Wang Jinfang. She picked up her hoe and headed towards the field.
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Rebirth of a Village Girl
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