Farm Tough Girl-Chapter 174 - 175 Cant Wait for Someone_1

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Chapter 174: Chapter 175 Can’t Wait for Someone_1

Chapter 174 -175 Can’t Wait for Someone_1

Muniang and Erlang just happened to return home today when Mrs. Du came knocking, rubbing her hands together and exhaling, “Muniang, your house is really warm. How much coal did you burn?”

Muniang ushered Mrs. Du to the heated kang: “I’m naturally afraid of the cold and can’t stand freezing, so I have to keep the house warm.”

Mrs. Du said with a playful smile, “Well, it’s only because your family is well-off. Who isn’t afraid of the cold? At most, people heat up their kangs.”

Muniang just smiled, and Mrs. Du continued, “I’m here about my niece. I told her to come over to my place tomorrow for a visit, so we could arrange a meeting. I haven’t mentioned Chengzi to her—just invited her over to play. She doesn’t know anything.”

Muniang replied with a smile, “That’s good. If both don’t know, it won’t be as awkward. We can just nudge them a bit in secret, and if that simpleton Chengzi takes a liking, we would have done our part. But if neither shows interest, there won’t be any hard feelings since they’ll be none the wiser.”

Mrs. Du slapped her thigh, “That’s exactly what I was thinking!”

With the matter settled, Muniang was up early the next morning, busy in the kitchen. Erlang helped too, and Muniang handed him a chicken, instructing him to pluck, gut, and clean it quickly. Erlang was efficient, finishing the task in no time. After all this time helping Muniang in the kitchen, he could manage a reasonable dish on his own, though it wouldn’t match Muniang’s flavor.

Muniang took the chicken and, without chopping it, threw it directly into the rolling boil on the stove. Erlang, bewildered, said, “My lady, are we just boiling it like this?”

Muniang laughed, “Are you worried it won’t taste good? Just wait—and don’t stuff yourself till you’re bloated.”

At these words, Erlang knew Muniang was going to make something new and became excited, “Whatever my lady makes is delicious! I absolutely trust you!”

Muniang smiled proudly and casually sliced some ginger into the boiling water, mainly to remove any gamey taste. She then specifically took a large bowl and added sesame seeds, peanuts, soy sauce, green onions, cilantro, oil, fine salt, and her homemade chili oil. After stirring the ingredients, she waited for the chicken to cook thoroughly, lifted it out, and poured the seasonings over it, creating her mouth-watering chicken dish.

“There, take it out. No one’s allowed a taste before the guests arrive. If I see even one bite missing, you’ll skip a meal,” Muniang warned Erlang as she finished up.

Erlang, looking at the mouth-watering chicken in his hands, swallowed hard and nodded his head, looking aggrieved.

Muniang had grown immune to his pitiful gestures and turned around to tend to other tasks, leaving Erlang with nothing to do but watch enviously.

As Muniang began preparing the next dish, Qinghe entered the kitchen, her belly sticking out. Muniang jumped in shock, “My goodness, Granny, what are you doing here? Take care not to fall!”

Qinghe laughed, “It’s not so easy to fall over. I just came to see how you’re doing. After all, you’re helping with my brother’s match, and as his sister, I wouldn’t feel right sitting around while you’re bustling about.”

Muniang quickly ushered her out, “You should just focus on resting and ensuring the baby is born safely. Don’t worry about other things. What’s the relationship between our two families? We don’t need to stand on ceremony.”

Qinghe had no choice but to let Muniang lead her out, still, she couldn’t help glancing towards the doorway, “Why hasn’t my brother arrived yet?”

Muniang said irritably, “Don’t even mention it. That man, can’t sit still for even a moment. I specifically told him to have lunch at our house and to come early, but this morning he said the shopkeeper at the town’s trading post wanted to discuss fur business with him, so he ran off, promising to be back by noon.”

Qinghe did indeed know that Li Cheng was in the fur trade. He went hunting in the mountains, and he would sell the pelts of the animals he caught directly to the fur shop. Over time, he became familiar with the shopkeeper. Whenever the shopkeeper was short on stock, he would turn to him.

“Ah, do you think he can make it back in time? Why didn’t he give me a heads-up?”

Muniang reassured her, “Don’t worry. Chengzi promised me time and again that he’d definitely be back by noon. He’s always been punctual. We really don’t need to worry.”

Qinghe nodded, but she still felt uneasy. It had taken so much effort to arrange this “blind date,” and it would be a disaster if things got messed up.

Muniang’s entire table of dishes was ready, and Erliang’s eyes sparkled as he stared at the food on the table. Yet, not a single chopstick could he move, and it was torturing him with hunger.

Qinghe couldn’t help but laugh at Erliang, “If you’re hungry, go ahead and eat a bit. Don’t starve yourself.”

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Erliang thought it over and decided to grab an apple to munch on instead. His wife did say that if he touched one chopstick, he’d miss one meal, and he didn’t dare court that kind of bad luck.

Just as Muniang had brought out the last dish, Mrs. Du and her whole family arrived, and Qingya welcomed them in.

Muniang smiled and said, “You folks have finally arrived, come in and take a seat.” While speaking, her eyes darted around, searching for a while among the crowd for a young girl with an unfamiliar face, but she didn’t manage to find one.

Mrs. Du smiled apologetically, “We were actually waiting for my little niece to arrive before coming over. But it’s well into the afternoon now, and there’s still no sign of her. We didn’t want to keep you waiting forever, so we decided to come first.”

Muniang quickly asked, “Why hasn’t she come yet? I hope nothing happened to her on the road.”

Mrs. Du was also somewhat worried, “By rights they aren’t the kind of people who lack common sense. They said they’d be here by noon, which means they must have left early in the morning, but there’s still no sign of them. It’s strange indeed.”

Mrs. Liu, Mrs. Du’s daughter-in-law, hurried to soothe her, “Mother, don’t overthink it. Maybe they found something interesting on the road, got caught up looking at it, and forgot the time. Dunzi has already gone to meet them. Don’t worry, everything will be fine.”

Mrs. Du finally felt relieved and let Mrs. Liu help her to sit down.

Dunzi was Mrs. Du’s eldest son and Mrs. Liu’s husband. He had gone personally to fetch the guest, and it probably wouldn’t be much longer until they arrived.

Qinghe frowned, “Why hasn’t my brother come back yet? He promised he’d definitely be back by noon. What time is it now? Everyone’s waiting for him.”

Muniang was between a rock and a hard place. It seemed like both of the main characters today weren’t in any hurry!

“Perhaps we should start eating,” Muniang suggested. “We don’t know when they’ll arrive; we can’t just let everyone go hungry,”

Mrs. Du, thinking of Qinghe who was pregnant, didn’t want her to be hungry either, so she agreed, “Alright, let’s start eating. Those two young ones can have what’s left when they get here—no sense of punctuality at all.”