Chapter 44: Chapter 44: Framing is Effortless Chapter 44: Chapter 44: Framing is Effortless Liu Caiyun had thought about building a pigsty in her yard to raise two pigs, but she hadn’t told anyone about it, not even her son, Ji Desheng.
Being called out by Chiang Xiao, she was both shocked and angry.
She was shocked because she really didn’t understand how Chiang Xiao could know, and she was angry that Chiang Xiao had deliberately drawn Chiang Dumu to her.
Chiang Dumu was the nickname of Chiang Baohe.
These past few days, she’d been avoiding Chiang Dumu to the point of feeling sick; in Siyang Village, the man she least wanted any association with was him!
Although Liu Caiyun had been a widow for so many years and was now thirty-five, she was a good catch. She appeared to be only around thirty, and which wife in Siyang Village was prettier than her?
If only her luck hadn’t been so bad, marrying a man who died young…
Chiang Baohe was simply a toad lusting after swan meat!
Naturally, Liu Caiyun looked down on Chiang Baohe!
She felt her second marriage was her second stepping stone, and she should be able to marry even better than her first!
Though she had a son, her son was also excellent.
Firstly, he was handsome, and secondly, he was educated, so any man becoming his stepfather would be getting a bargain. He might even help their family produce a college graduate in the future.
When Desheng graduated from university and had a bright future, he would be supporting the whole family.
Whoever married her would be blessed with ancestral graves smoking green!
Having just seen Chiang Baohe, Liu Caiyun wanted to slip away quietly, unseen, but who knew Chiang Xiao would shout it out, and even mention her plans for the pigsty!
Wasn’t this just giving Chiang Baohe an excuse to hang around her house?
Liu Caiyun became both anxious and furious, not even stopping to scold Chiang Xiao before turning and running away in a hurry.
Chiang Baohe watched her slim waist and full hips; even her running had flair, causing his heart to itch uncontrollably, paying no further heed to Chiang Xiao.
“Caiyun, wait for me, I’ll come help at your house!” he called out, striding rapidly after Liu Caiyun.
“Tsk tsk, has Chiang Dumu taken a fancy to Widow Liu?” The women present began their gossip session.
“It looks like it! Widow Liu has brought this upon herself, always dressing so provocatively and flirting around the village. Now she’s attracted a poisonous bee, hasn’t she?”
“Just don’t let it sting her to death.”
The group of women laughed heartily, but their laughter stalled midway as they saw Chiang Xiao returning, their expressions turning somewhat strange.
After all, Chiang Baohe was one of the Old Chiang Family members, Chiang Xiao’s uncle. Speaking of him …
However, considering how Chiang Baohe had just chased after Chiang Xiao, it could be that the uncle and nephew were at odds with each other.
“Chiang Xiao, what did you do to provoke your uncle?” an aunt shouted.
Chiang Xiao’s expression faltered, and she reflexively replied, “I’m not telling!”
Someone quietly tugged at the aunt, whispering, “Didn’t you hear just now? Maybe Chiang Baohe did something in the sweet potato field, and he made the girl see it, forcing her to keep it a secret.”
“What did Chiang Baohe do in the sweet potato field?”
Chiang Xiao listened to the discussions of these gossipy women, a hint of amusement flashing in her eyes. Now it was just about planting this seed, and when the incident in the sweet potato field came to light, they would naturally connect it to Chiang Baohe.
And that woman, obviously, Liu Caiyun would definitely be regarded as the prime suspect.
As for framing Chiang Baohe and Liu Caiyun, Chiang Xiao felt no guilt whatsoever.
Chiang Baohe had insulted her and beaten her mercilessly, and in her past life, Liu Caiyun had come to harass her grandfather at her house—these two had wronged her.
Chiang Xiao approached Xiang Mingying, glancing at the vegetable garden by the pond with some guilt.
“Sister-in-law Shi Zhuang, I’ll compensate you for the vegetable garden.”