Liu Caiyun heard about him injuring Chiang Songhai around noon and couldn’t help feeling a bit scared of him. When Chiang Baohe came to her door, she didn’t dare drive him away but indirectly hinted that she was busy cooking.
"Brother Baohe, I was thinking about inviting you to eat with us, but you see, there’s nothing in my house, just some fried greens without a trace of meat flavor, so I can’t keep you here for dinner..."
She meant to shoo him away with her words, but Chiang Baohe, now simply fired up at the hint of a woman’s scent, was oblivious to her actual intent.
He thought, if there were really some meat, he would get some rice wine from Old Lee, and they could eat meat, drink wine, and chat together. The closer they got in conversation, the better it would be.
Of course, if the wine went to her head and Liu Caiyun allowed him to get close, to truly taste the flavor of a woman, there could be nothing better.
As he thought about it, an itch burned in his heart. He promptly stood up and said, "Caiyun, wait for me, I’m going to get wine and meat!"
But where could he get meat at this time?
Naturally, it was his Second Uncle’s house!
Chiang Baohe remembered crystal-clear how the commotion started yesterday.
It was his sister-in-law who said his Second Uncle made some money at the fair and bought a few pounds of meat! If only Second Uncle hadn’t blocked that blow for Chiang Xiao yesterday, it would’ve landed on her, and Baohe wouldn’t be scared now.
But that was Second Uncle’s own choice to block; he couldn’t blame him for that.
Chiang Xiao’s mother was to blame for him being unmarried at his age, and it wasn’t wrong to settle that score on Chiang Xiao’s head. He really liked that girl back then; her smile, her figure, remained etched in his mind. But Chiang Qingzhu had tarnished the Chiang Family’s reputation, and kneeling for so long at the girl’s doorstep didn’t change her family’s decision.
Otherwise, perhaps his son would be as old as Chiang Xiao by now!
Thinking of this made Chiang Baohe’s resentment boil over again. He forcefully pushed open the slightly ajar yard gate and entered the Chiang Family’s doorstep.
Originally, he wanted to call out Chiang Xiao to vent his anger on her, but as he looked up, he saw a large piece of pork hanging under the eaves. His fury subsided, and he finally remembered the purpose of his visit.
Why think about a girl he missed out on in the past?
Of course, the attractive widow waiting for him at home mattered more now!
With the thought of the attractive widow waiting, where could Chiang Baohe care to greet his Second Uncle and Aunt? He took a step, grabbed a nearby stool, stepped onto it, reached out, and took down the piece of meat.
"Baohe, what are you doing?" Ge Liutao, who was boiling water, ran out when she heard the noise and caught Chiang Baohe trying to take a knife to the pork and leave hurriedly. In a panic, she immediately grabbed onto him.
Their family was still in debt, and Chiang Songhai needed to eat more to recover. With only these three pounds of meat, what would they do if it was taken away?
"Second Aunt, you have the nerve to ask?" Chiang Baohe glared fiercely with his one eye, "What virtues do you and Second Uncle have? Hoarding food behind closed doors! Aren’t you afraid of choking to death? I’m taking this meat!"
With that, he shook off her hand with a jerk of his arm and dashed out the door.
His strength was naturally great and Ge Liutao was frail; when he shook her off just now, she couldn’t keep her balance, fell with a smack onto the ground, and struggled to get up.
By that time, Chiang Baohe had already run out of sight.
Song Xiyun, who was next door and had been watching from the yard, saw the commotion and scurried back to her room. She approached Ho Laidi and reported, "Mother, Baohe went to Second Uncle’s house to take some meat!"
"What?" Ho Laidi slapped her thigh and stood up, but then sat back down after a second thought, "He’s bound to bring it home. Tonight, I’ll cut more slices and give them to Dongdong to eat."