Chapter 491: 491 Dashan’s wife has a great figure

Qian Zhangshi looked around the kitchen and saw not even half a jin of meat, “Your family only buys bones, can’t you even afford one jin of meat?”

When Su Qingyue bought offal, she had hidden the two jin of meat she bought in the stove cabinet without taking it out, “Is it any of your business?”

Qian Zhangshi hadn’t managed to scrounge any meat to eat, so her tone worsened, “You’re so poor, yet you still show your face. Your family gathered so many ferns, the recipe money must be all used up. And you still talk about wealthy families asking you to buy on their behalf. Now you’re not gathering ferns anymore, so why haven’t those wealthy families still taken away the ferns from your house? Why aren’t we seeing any wealthy people from half the town coming into the village? I bet you got tricked and swindled!”

Su Qingyue didn’t answer her question; she just said directly, “When are you returning the piece of cloth I used to wrap my pillows and quilt cover that you took?”

“Wasn’t that a gift from you? I already made it into two pillowcases. What’s there to return?” Qian Zhangshi hurriedly walked out as she complained, “With no fields and no land, you’re just poor, can’t even afford to eat meat…”

“Woof woof!” The little bastard chased after Qian Zhangshi, barking furiously, scaring her into rolling and crawling out of the Xiao Family’s courtyard, shouting, “Mad dog!”

“Woof woof woof! Woof woof woof!” The little bastard only chased her out of the yard; when he saw Qian Zhangshi rolling away in the distance, he proudly lifted his little wolf head and came back.

Su Qingyue rewarded him with another cooked pig bone.

He showed a grateful look in his eyes again, happily lying down in the corner and holding the previously cooled pig bone between his two paws to gnaw on it.

Su Qingyue thought that he was indeed an obedient and intelligent little wolf cub because whenever she gave him food, he would always gratefully look at her before eating.

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Xiao Yishan was carrying a large wooden bucket, fetching water by the village well when he met Zhang Shun on the road.

Zhang Shun said, “Dashan, can you get down from the bed and walk around now?”

“Yeah.”

“You’re so lucky. Your wife is so capable, and her figure just keeps getting better and better. Look at her skin, so white and snow-like…”

Xiao Yishan was initially pleased to hear someone praising his wife, but when he heard the excessive details, his expression turned stern, “Why are you staring at my wife like that?”

“Oh? Jealous?” Zhang Shun laughed; “Don’t assume everyone envies you. My wife’s skin is just about as white as your wife’s. Furthermore, my wife is much prettier than yours. What’s the use of just having a good figure? Your wife is ugly…”

“Are you asking for a beating!” Xiao Yishan couldn’t stand others talking badly about his wife.

“You can’t even accept the truth…” Zhang Shun shook his head and walked off, “I’m just telling you the truth; with your wife’s looks, even if her scabs are gone, she won’t turn into a beautiful woman…”

“You still dare to speak!” Xiao Yishan raised his crutch, ready to hit someone.

Wang Qigu was taking a rest by the roadside; she’d had a grudge with Chuan and hoped for the Xiao Family’s embarrassment, “Dashan, Zhang Shun is a good person. He’s just telling you the honest truth; even if your wife’s scabs are gone, she might still be hard to look at. Looks are inborn; what’s the point of blaming Zhang Shun?”

Xiao Yishan shot a sharp glare at Wang Qigu.

She was scared and shut up.

By the time he got to the village well, there was still more than an hour left until evening, so there weren’t many people fetching water at this time.

With his crutch under his left arm, Xiao Yishan threw the bucket into the well and began to crank the winch once it was full to draw it up.

Ding Er also came with an empty wooden bucket, “Dashan, are you getting better soon?”

He nodded slightly.

“Dashan, although your wife’s face is a little ugly, her figure is truly amazing, protruding at the front and curving at the back, with a waist as slender as a willow twig…”