Chapter 311: What the Heck is Dark Cuisine (3)_1
Pei Qin looked up at the sky, her reputation wasn’t good anyway.
"Why bother with them! Who knows who will end up getting poked in the backbone!" Old Scholar Fang said with a stern face.
Grandma Fang was aggrieved and annoyed, wishing she could curse Old Pei’s House to be without descendants, to fall on hard times, to beg for food—that would serve them right!
Lady Yu pulled her, "Mother! Let’s hurry up and cook and eat! If they still care about their face even a little when they see the crowd gathered around, they will naturally leave!"
Sure enough, the people in town all knew that sweet potatoes had been renamed, no longer called "sweet potatoes" but "red potatoes", changed by the Sir Magistrate. Now both the County Magistrate and Sir Magistrate had talked to Pei Qin about the red potatoes, of which there would be no limit in the future. Old Pei’s House drove Lady Fang to her death, kicked out Sister Peiqin and her siblings in the dead of winter, and now they shamelessly came knocking, only wanting to take advantage of her and steal her credit!
Seeing how people pointed and made comments, Pei Zongli felt he couldn’t take it anymore. Outside, calling for Pei Qin, no one answered, and Pei Qian even scolded them for being ill-intentioned, wanting to steal credit, working against them in secret, harming them, unable to bear it, he didn’t wait any longer and left in a hurriedly hitched horse carriage.
"Not a single good seed in their Old Pei family!" Grandma Fang was still filled with resentment.
Others in the Fang family chimed in with a few words of agreement, and after talking they laughed among themselves. You stir-frying, her chopping vegetables, her stewing soup, me tending the stove—it didn’t take long for them to prepare two tables full of dishes.
Grandma Fang, Lady Yu, Lady Ruan, Fang Hui, the Grandma Sun, Zou’s, and others sat at one table with Sister Peiqin and her sisters, while Old Scholar Fang with his sons and grandsons, Chang Yonglin, Pei Wendong, Sun Tiezhu, Feng Shouxing, Feng Chun and others at another table.
Everyone talked and laughed, not bringing up the issue of the hairpin again. Fang Hui, sitting far from Pei Qin, offered her a piece of chicken leg but didn’t receive a warm smile in return, nor did she dare to say much, feeling uneasy, she quickly finished her meal, and immediately went to the Clothing Store in town to pull a couple pieces of fabric and brought them to Pei Qin.