Chapter 25: Salted Radish and Sour Tongues

Everyone knew the two had made a huge scene yesterday, even going so far as to sever ties and swear never to interact again.

Now, sitting on the same oxcart, naturally they had nothing to say to each other.

Zhang Cuihong sneered.

She hadn’t forgotten the half-collapsed wall she had knocked over.

“Oh? You went to that jinx’s place yesterday to buy a chicken, and now you’re going to the county? How much money can you afford to spend like that? I say you should be more frugal. I bet Xiao Hanting took back the gold lock again. Don’t end up broke and having to eat tree roots.”

Lin Qinghuan’s only confidence came from the ten taels of silver she had taken from the Lin family.

When that money was gone, she wouldn’t be so smug anymore.

Old Madam Lin glared at Lin Qinghuan.

That damned girl was spending her money lavishly.

When the money ran out and she wanted to come back to the Lin family, she shouldn’t blame them for turning her away.

The people on the oxcart were enjoying the spectacle, their gazes shifting between her and Old Madam Lin.

“Heh.” Lin Qinghuan let out a light laugh.

Not only had Xiao Hanting not taken back the gold lock, he had given her thirty taels of silver in just the past two days. That was three times the amount from the Lin family.

If she told them, it would probably scare them to death.

After all, in their eyes, Xiao Hanting was a poor scholar with a crippled leg who had nothing. How could he suddenly take out so much money? If they knew he had that much, matchmakers would be trampling his doorstep.

“I have ten taels of silver to spend however I like. Do you? I’m not going to be frugal. Today I’m going to the county to buy two chickens and two ducks, plus some pork. What about it? Jealous? Envious?”

All of Zhang Cuihong’s words seemed stuck in her throat, choking her.

Lin Qinghuan wasn’t playing by the rules. Not only did she admit to spending lavishly, she even mocked Zhang Cuihong for not being able to afford to do the same.

It was infuriating, hitting right where it hurt.

Old Madam Lin started speaking, putting on a pained expression as she questioned Lin Qinghuan.

“When you were at home, how did I teach you? You must be thrifty and manage the household. It’s only your second day married, and you’re already so wasteful. When the money runs out later, even that poor scholar won’t want you!”

Her pained expression wasn’t an act. She genuinely grieved over those ten taels of silver. But that silver had been given to Lin Qinghuan in front of Ma Weiping yesterday. Unless Lin Qinghuan willingly returned it, she didn’t dare ask.

“At home? Which home? Oh, don’t tell me you mean the Lin family? See, old age really makes you forgetful. Let me ask, what relationship do I have with the two of you? You come at me blabbering away like you’re so important.

You talk about being thrifty, but I don’t see your family living all that well. Why don’t you just eat more salted radish and mind your own business?”

Old Madam Lin and Zhang Cuihong’s faces fell instantly.

Their eyes looked like they wanted to devour Lin Qinghuan.

“What do you mean by that?” Zhang Cuihong asked, embarrassed and angry.

A woman on the oxcart timidly answered, clearly understanding Lin Qinghuan’s meaning and “kindly” explaining for Zhang Cuihong.

“Eat some salted radish so you won’t be so meddlesome.”

Having been cursed to her face and accused of worrying needlessly, Old Madam Lin had never suffered such humiliation.

She pointed at Lin Qinghuan with one hand while clutching her chest, looking thoroughly enraged.

Lin Qinghuan was completely unruffled.

She even crossed her legs.

“Don’t try to swindle me. Just now the two of you were badmouthing me so energetically, and I didn’t even put on a show of foaming at the mouth. There are so many witnesses here. I haven’t touched you at all.”

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