Transmigrated as A Farm Girl Making Her Family Rich-Chapter 158 - 157 Laxatives
Chapter 158: Chapter 157 Laxatives
Meng Zhaojun, upon hearing the maid’s words, glared at her in anger and said to the maid:
“Can this Lady not even afford these ordinary fruits now? I told you to smash them to bits, why haven’t you gone?”
Meng Zhaojun’s side maid, Mei Jing, lowered her head and moved her lips, too scared to speak again after being scolded.
Liang Chen, however, said with a smile, “Lady, why not eat when it’s free? Fruits aren’t poisonous, and if you won’t eat the free fruits, you could give them to us instead! After all, we have always been at odds with those people.”
Meng Zhaojun looked steadily at the two maids who had always been her close aides, helping her with various tasks over the past year, even managing the carpentry imitation task she had given them.
Just as Liang Chen had said, they had always been at odds with the Ye family, so what if they ate her fruits? The things sent by Tang Shunyan were not to be wasted.
After thinking like this, Meng Zhaojun ordered the maids to cut the watermelon and distribute it among everyone in the courtyard, including herself, to have a share.
While eating the watermelon, she indeed found it very delicious; the market was currently stocked with watermelons, lychees and other fruits.
In this Southern county, there were lots of fruits available, such as pomegranates, pomelos, kumquats, pineapples, persimmons, longans, wampi, mangoes, peach fruits, and plums.
The watermelon she ate today was indeed much tastier than those sold in the market. Last year, it was said that the Ye family hadn’t been able to grow watermelons, and the ones they bought from the market were not as sweet or tasty.
Meng Zhaojun took a bite of watermelon and silently wondered, could this be Ye Shiqi’s “Golden Finger”?
Did she have a space or a Spiritual Spring, too?
Meng Zhaojun felt annoyed; despite being a transmigrator herself, she only had memories from her previous life and none of the “Golden Fingers.”
Luckily, she had been reborn into a relatively affluent family; otherwise, being reborn as a farmer girl, ah, it would have been too bitter and exhausting.
Meng Zhaojun shared the watermelon with everyone in the courtyard; having access to large and sweet watermelons made everyone around the Lady very happy.
The laughter from the courtyard could be heard, a testament to human nature, a bit of kindness from the master’s family can make a servant willingly give their all.
A single cent can confound a hero; a single cent can also make ghosts grind the mill.
Meng Zhaojun, listening to the laughter from the courtyard, ridiculed these ancient people in her heart; devoid of dignity and weak-willed, it was their destiny to be servants.
Meng Zhaojun took a lychee and peeled it open. Thin skin, thick and large flesh, small pit—was this the renowned New County Lychee?
No wonder there was a legend about a certain Emperor who came to a place, and while cooling himself, he hung his noble clothes on a lychee tree to taste its delicious flavor.
Then, the story goes that the robe lost a green dragon, and the lychee tree became a small shade of green.
It was just a legend, which Meng Zhaojun had never witnessed, and she didn’t believe that a high and mighty Emperor would mingle with common folks.
Legends after all are just legends, but the lychees she tasted today were indeed delicious, and despite her resentment towards her romantic rival, she had to admit that their family’s lychees were particularly tasty.
“Liang Chen, turn the remaining lychees into pastries, add some goat milk, and deliver them to Xinghe Academy tomorrow.”
“Lady, isn’t the young Master of the Tang Family having his assessment tomorrow? Can your pastries be brought in?”
“Hmph, he must eat during the assessment, right? And he will be leaving for the academy from home tomorrow morning; I refuse to believe his family won’t send him with something.”
“Alright, Lady, I will have it arranged.” Liang Chen went out to make the arrangements.
However, Meng Zhaojun stopped her and said, “After eating so many lychees today, Tang Shunyan must be constipated. Prepare something for him to ensure he can relieve himself tomorrow.”
“Yes, Lady…” Liang Chen understood that Meng Zhaojun was irritated with the young Master of the Tang Family, Tang Shunyan, and wanted to embarrass him during the assessment. This deadliest of womanly tactics was a clear message; offend anyone but not our own Lady.
Liang Chen exited the room.
The more honest Mei Jing expressed her worries:
“Lady, isn’t this inappropriate? What if the Tang Family’s young Master blames us afterwards, what will we do? The Tang Family is not so easily fooled!”
“What’s there to be afraid of? I’ll take the blame for anything that happens. After all, I used the lychees he brought back yesterday, and the lychees were given to me by him to eat. We can blame the lychees, saying he got diarrhea from eating too many lychees, or maybe the lychees were spoiled from being left out for two days or were inherently ‘fire toxic.’
Meng Zhaojun let out a sarcastic laugh, and the words she spoke made Mei Jing shiver beside her. This Lady was no easy touch.
Once Meng Zhaojun had suggested this plan to the Maid, Liang Chen came back to report that the preparation had been done and that someone would be sent to Xinghe Academy first thing in the morning.
After hearing Liang Chen’s report, Meng Zhaojun was in high spirits all night long, angry that Tang Shunyan had gone to the Ye family.
A bit of payback to let Tang Shunyan know that always going to the Ye family would surely have its consequences.
Meng Zhaojun had a good dream that night; she dreamed of Tang Shunyan suddenly farting during an exam, not writing a single word on his test paper and clutching his belly to inform the teacher he needed the lavatory.
Then, he went to the toilet over and over again, ending up with wobbly legs, lying on the ground, returning home after two days with a big fat zero from the exams.
Meng Zhaojun even saw in her dream that the big fat zero Tang Shunyan held was actually a real duck egg.
And when he held this duck egg, a little duckling would magically appear on it.
In such a joyful scene, Meng Zhaojun woke up laughing heartily in her dream.
Meng Zhaojun woke from her dreams with laughter and opened her eyes, feeling it was already dawn. She looked out the window and indeed saw a hint of sunlight.
“Liang Chen…”
“Lady, you’re awake?” Mei Jing came in with a basin of hot water to help the Lady wash her face.
“Where is Liang Chen?” Meng Zhaojun asked, concerned about the pastry matter.
“Liang Chen left early in the morning; he should be almost back by now.”
“He’s gone out?”
“Yes, Liang Chen said he wanted to see to the task you gave him personally.”
“Oh…”
Meng Zhaojun washed her face and brushed her teeth on her own, and after she was done, Mei Jing took everything out.
At that moment, someone else entered the room, and it was Liang Chen, carrying a tray with breakfast food on it.
“Lady, you’re awake?”
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“Hmm, how did it go?”
“Rest assured, Lady, I personally delivered it to Xinghe Academy, arriving before the Tang family’s carriage. At the gates of the academy, I handed over the food to his Attendant Student.”
“If you handed it to his Attendant Student, what if he doesn’t eat it?”
“Then there’s nothing we can do. We don’t have anyone at Xinghe Academy.”
“Hmm, that’s a bit shortsighted. I know a few of Tang Shunyan’s friends too. How could I have overlooked them?”
“Lady, I did see them at the Xinghe Academy, but they were quite a few of them, and the Tang family’s young Master was alone! We could manage him a bit easier, but I didn’t dare challenge all four of them.”
“So just let it be then? If Tang Shunyan didn’t eat my breakfast, it means he’s being cautious of me. Leave it to fate after doing our best!”
Meng Zhaojun was quite annoyed yesterday which prompted her to order the Maid to do such a thing, but now she felt a bit relieved if Tang Shunyan hadn’t eaten. After all, eating food that would give him diarrhea was a painful thought; he was her future husband, after all.
