Chapter 143: 143 A Wall Apart from the Filth
Watching Mrs. Li’s retreating figure, Ye Erya wanted to say that she no longer wanted to risk leaving the Ye Family.
Previously, there were endless chores, endless scolding, and poor meals, which was why she had wanted to leave the Ye Family.
But now, after the separation, she and her mother had received two acres of land, Mrs. He would no longer bother them, and they had their own food supply. Their lives would only get better and better.
Leaving the Ye Family, as her mother had said, meant facing an unknown life.
But Mrs. Li did not give Ye Erya a chance to speak and walked away.
Adjacent to the left side of the Ye Family’s house was a small bamboo grove, which, when blown by the cold wind, rustled ominously, adding a sense of dread in the dark night.
Mrs. Li entered the bamboo grove and had only walked a few steps when someone hugged her from behind like a starving wolf.
Feeling the warmth, a look of disgust flickered in Mrs. Li’s eyes.
Turning around to push the person behind her, Mrs. Li spoke, “Tomorrow they will go to town to deliver goods, and given Ye Jiu’s recent temper, she will surely accompany them. You should take action when they return. Getting the recipe from a little girl shouldn’t be difficult for you, right?”
“Are you so sure that the stuff that little fool produces will be valuable?” Pushed away by Mrs. Li, Ye Ning was not angry. Instead, he smiled with a certain roguishness on his wrinkled face.
“What else do you think? The Ye Family was so poor recently that they had to sell their chickens just to buy meat. How could they suddenly get rich in such a short time?” Mrs. Li tempted Ye Ning further, “You don’t know yet. At the time of the division, each son was given twenty taels of silver, and they immediately bought a cow. If it weren’t for this soap making money, would Mrs. Zhao, that selfish creature, be so keen to work every day?”
Ye Ning thought, Mrs. Li’s words made sense, but he still found it hard to believe that Ye Cheng’s family had turned their fortunes around thanks to an idiot.
“Fine, whether it makes money or not, when have I ever refused anything you asked me to do?”
This woman was initially the one he had set his sights on, yet she obstinately married that useless Ye Cheng.
But now it was all for the better. Fortunately, he had not married such a wretched woman; otherwise, he might have ended up like Ye Cheng, unable to remove the cuckold’s hat even at his age.
Ye Cheng would probably never guess that the daughter he raised wasn’t his own, but was the product of his wife begging on her knees for a son.
Mrs. Li became irritated, “Ye Ning, I’m discussing serious matters with you, can you not be so vile?”
“Vile?” Ye Ning couldn’t help but sneer, “Cousin, wasn’t it you who said Ye Cheng was too harsh, never touched you, and blamed you for not bearing him a son, and begged me to give you one?”
Frankly, Mrs. Li was no longer that delicate maiden anymore. The years of being harrowed by Mrs. He had worn her down to less than even the village widows.
But Ye Ning was the older Ye’s cousin, and the two had never gotten along since childhood.
Moreover, especially where he now stood, next to Ye Cheng’s house, with just one wall between him and Ye Cheng’s sleeping quarters, how thrilling it was!