Chapter 30: Fighting Fire with Fire

Worried she might miss something, Lin Qinghuan picked up every stone left on the stall and sensed them again.

Absolutely no reaction from the space.

Only the blue stone in her hand was worth anything.

“Miss, if you buy more, I can give you a discount. Forty coins each, what do you say?”

The stall owner saw her interest and tried to sell more. He had dozens left and didn’t know when he’d sell them all.

But Lin Qinghuan just waved her hand. Stones that were useless to her space were just worthless rocks.

Old Madam Lin caught up, nearly having a heart attack when she saw Lin Qinghuan spend fifty coins on a worthless rock.

“You wasteful thing! Buying such trash with money, are you trying to kill me?”

“My money, my choice. Even if I wanted to throw it away, it’s none of your business.”

Interesting. They had already cut ties, yet spending her own money seemed like a crime to the old lady.

“Lin Qinghuan, I’ll give you one last chance. If you come home now with the money, I’ll let bygones be bygones and you won’t have to marry Master Liu.”

Old Madam Lin believed Lin Qinghuan’s rebellion was about avoiding the marriage. She had already arranged for another daughter to marry Master Liu instead, so there should be no more reason to fight.

“I’ll give you one last chance too. Get out of my sight now, or don’t blame me for hitting an old person!”

They were strangers now. If pushed too far, she really might hit her.

“You unfilial wretch! I should have strangled you at birth!”

Old Madam Lin had said this countless times over the years. She never tired of it, but Lin Qinghuan was sick of hearing it.

“Now you want to strangle me? That’s terrifying. My life is threatened. Let’s go to the magistrate and argue it out. If anything happens to me, you’ll be the murderer!”

Lin Qinghuan was already tired from carrying meat, and listening to the old lady’s nonsense was the last straw. She decided to fight fire with fire.

The mention of Magistrate Ma Weiping’s authority made Old Madam Lin’s face turn pale with panic.

“I said when you were born, not now. Don’t slander me.”

“Now? What do you have to do with me now? Who do you think you are?”

Lin Qinghuan shot her a glare and strode away, not caring how furious the old lady was. Old people were prone to anger. She’d calm down eventually.

Back at the oxcart, half the people were already waiting. When they saw Lin Qinghuan with a full basket on her back and more in her hands, surprise turned to envy.

What kind of family could buy like this? They themselves wouldn’t dare spend so much even during holidays, pinching every penny.

Lin Qinghuan seemed to treat money like dirt. The items in her hands and basket must have cost at least three or four taels of silver.

Zhang Cuihong sneered sarcastically, “Oh, what a wealthy woman. But after you’ve spent all the money you took from the Lin family, what then? Xiao Hanting is a cripple. You can’t expect to work and support him, can you?”

“Your family has no cripples, and how are you doing?”

Lin Qinghuan attacked indiscriminately. She had just been annoyed by Old Madam Lin, and Zhang Cuihong was asking for it. Of course she’d oblige.

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