Chapter 57: Chapter 57 Heart-to-Heart Conversation (1)_1 Chapter 57: Chapter 57 Heart-to-Heart Conversation (1)_1 Ma Dalang was choked up, furious internally but his face was still grinning, as if he didn’t mind at all, “Old man, you know she has a sharp tongue, don’t let it get to you. I will certainly give her good scolding.”
Mrs. Yan, standing nearby, was so suffocated that she wanted to retort, but held her tongue after receiving a look from her son.
“Zhicai wishes that younger sister Zige could find a better husband in the future.” Seeing that there were many villagers present, Ma Zhicai immediately wanted to showcase his magnanimity.
But the old man didn’t even want to give him that chance, “Lou Zheng, we’ve exchanged the silver, so we’ll be leaving now.”
“Okay.” Lou Zheng nodded.
Without casting another glance at the Lin Family, Lin Changshu and the old man left directly.
With the excitement over, many villagers reveled in Ma Family’s predicament, pointing and gossiping right in front of them, talking about Ma Zhicai and Mrs. Yan.
Ma Dalang and Ma Zhicai were filled with regret, but knew better than to argue with the majority. If they made a scene now, they might end up antagonizing the entire village.
“Since you’re all here, why don’t you come in and have a cup of tea?” Ma Dalang invited everyone.
“Tea? Better not! We’re afraid that after drinking a cup of plain water, your Ma Family might want to charge us silver – an amount we can’t afford to pay!” a villager joked slyly.
The crowd erupted in laughter, then went on their ways in small groups, their laughter echoing in the air.
Ma Zhicai was both ashamed and angered, silently blaming Mrs. Yan in his heart.
“Thanks to your big mouth, now look,” Ma Dalang scolded Mrs. Yan while glaring at her.
Mrs. Yan felt wronged, after all, she was just trying to do what was best for her son.
But she didn’t dare to argue back when scolded by Ma Dalang, so she held her breath and went inside the house.
“Are we really going to make new products?” In Lin Family’s house, Guo Huiniang saw Lin Ziyin’s busy figure and felt apprehensive. To her, having tofu and pig entrails to sell was already very good. If they tried to sell new products, she would always feel a bit anxious.
This was the typical mindset of small farmers, which Lin Ziyin could read plainly on Guo Huiniang’s and Lin Zige’s faces.
Lin Ziyin didn’t worry about these concerns too much; the transition from small farming to big business needed time and action spoke louder than words.
“Grandpa, is everything sorted out?” Lin Ziyin asked as the old man and Lin Changshu entered the house.
Guo Huiniang and Lin Zige also looked over.
“Everything is sorted out, and we’ve made it clear, from now on, our two families have nothing to do with each other,” the old man replied.
Lin Ziyin looked at Lin Zige who was sat down with the two children picking beans, and only let out a sigh of relief when she saw no sadness on her face.
“Here’s some money, go to the small shop and buy some sweets to eat.” Lin Ziyin took out five copper coins and handed them to Lin Changting.
“No need.” Lin Changting shook his head.
Lin Ziyin smiled and asked, “Why?”
“Save it for home.” Lin Changting answered while lowering his head.
Lin Yanzhi, who was originally happy about the offer of sweets, was a good kid. Seeing Lin Changting refuse, he reluctantly gave up as well.
“We won’t lack for this bit of money at home, your sister will earn more for you in the future,” Lin Ziyin said, stuffing the five copper coins into his hand. “Take good care of Yanzhi. From tomorrow, we’ll have guests coming to pick up tofu. We won’t lack silver in the future.”
“Okay.” Knowing that his elder sister was resourceful, Lin Changting agreed. He then hesitantly nodded and left with Yanzhi.