"That Lin Caisang is such a fickle woman. Now that she has Ya Molian by her side, how can she still have an eye for Zhou Liang, a mere scholar?" She feigned a sigh as she began to speak.
As expected, upon hearing Liu Yushui’s words, Ya Yuju’s face turned beet red with rage, staring at Liu Yushui with a deadly glare.
"What did you just say? Have the courage to say that again!"
"I said, Lin Caisang is now intimate with Ya Molian and has kicked Zhou Liang to the curb. Poor Brother Liang who used to be so good to Lin Caisang, only to find out that she’s nothing more than a vixen, seducing every man she can."
Liu Yushui added a few more words.
"But it’s alright, at least Brother Liang has seen Lin Caisang’s true colors now and has come to appreciate my worth. You see...I’m carrying Brother Liang’s child..."
"Where is Lin Caisang? Where is she?"
Ya Yuju didn’t care about Liu Yushui’s affair with Zhou Liang. All she knew was that after her brief visit to her grandmother’s house, her beloved Brother Molian had become involved with that fat pig Lin Caisang!
How could that fat pig, despite her poor character, be deserving of her Brother Molian?!
"Oh, she should be at home right now, Ya Molian is probably with her."
"Lin Caisang! You damnable fat pig, dare to steal my Brother Molian, I won’t let you off!" Enraged by Liu Yushui’s words, Ya Yuju dashed towards the Lin family’s home.
From behind, Liu Yushui watched Ya Yuju’s retreating figure, accompanied by a soft chuckle.
"Lin Caisang, I won’t even have to deal with you now. Ya Yuju alone will be more than enough to give you a hard time, I presume?"
Considering Ya Yuju’s fiery temper, and the fact that she’s the granddaughter of the Clan Chief Ya, her status is obvious. Lin Caisang cannot do anything but endure a beating, and moreover, she has to willingly give up Ya Molian, back to Ya Yuju.
Liu Yushui was wrong though, Lin Caisang was indeed at home, but Ya Molian wasn’t there with her.
"Grandma, we should have enough grain for our household this year, right?"
As Third Uncle Lin Baiyi and Lin Changfeng together filled two grain cabinets with grain, Lin Caisang cheerfully asked Lu Qiubo.
"Yes, yes, more than enough."
At this moment, Lu Qiubo was simply too overjoyed to contain his happiness.
"We’ve never seen both grain cabinets filled up before, this is the first time ever."
"Mom, it’s not just the two cabinets, we’ve never even filled one cabinet in the past," Lin Baiyi stated the hard truth.
In terms of growing grain, people in their village would rather plant corn or other crops that yield more.
But from this year onwards, they believed that more than half of the dry land in their village would be converted to paddy fields. Given the actual bountiful harvest from the rice in their area, a few acres of paddy fields would be enough to feed a family for an entire year and still have surplus to sell in town for some extra cash.
Lu Qiubo nodded in agreement.
"Our Sangsang is truly capable. Today, Grandma will grind some new rice. Let’s have rice for dinner tonight, shall we?"
Lin Caisang agreed and turned to Lin Changyi and the others who were gathered around to watch the fun.
"Changyi, Qing’er, go pick some vegetables from the mountain. We will have rice for dinner tonight."
Lin Changyi’s eyes narrowed in happiness. Hearing Lin Caisang’s instructions, he quickly grabbed the vegetable basket and headed out, with Lin Caiqing following him.
However, before they made it out of the yard, as they bent down to pick up the bamboo basket, they heard a ’bam’. Their home’s courtyard door was kicked violently.