Chapter 432 - 366 Now her fierce reputation has spread for thousands of miles
"You guys misunderstood, but I didn’t misunderstand anything! Because I heard you all plotting against me with my own ears. What’s the matter, is a simple apology too much for you to muster?" Qin Mei said with a sneer.
Rong Yan scoffed, "Well, fine! I’ve remembered every one of you. Someday, I’ll spread rumors too, like you... I’ll say you abuse your daughter-in-law... your son beats his wife..."
The peacemaker woman was truly infuriated by her words.
"Why are you staring at me like that? Are you especially angry right now? I’m only one person talking about you, and you’re this angry. Can’t you be a little more magnanimous?"
The peacemaker woman: ...
And once again, those present witnessed how Rong Yan was not to be trifled with.
This girl was the complete opposite of how she looked.
It just proved the old saying, the prettier they are, the blacker their hearts.
Some didn’t want to provoke Rong Yan, especially when her gaze flitted over them lightly, fearing they would be named next, so some simply stood up.
"Miss Rong, I’m really sorry, I shouldn’t have gossiped."
"You really shouldn’t have, considering you blabbed about things without proper verification... what if someone were more sensitive and felt so bad they thought about suicide? If someone actually did that, that’d be a life lost... would you be able to live with that on your conscience? You’d probably never have peace for the rest of your life..."
Then, she changed tack, "At least I’m strong and reasonable. Since you’ve apologized... I’ll forgive you."
The crowd: ...
They were speechless.
With her combative stance—she was reasonable? What kind of logic was that?
It was just a small matter, and she took it to the level of a human life.
Everyone was at a loss for words, but one thing they knew for sure was that it was wiser not to provoke her anymore.
They couldn’t beat her physically or verbally... they were just no match for her.
With one person apologizing, others felt less burdened to follow suit.
So they apologized one by one... after all, it was just a sorry.
No big deal.
A stream of apologies comforted Madam Rong’s heart more than before.
In the end, only two people were left, Mother Li and Mrs. Sun.
The two of them had grudges against Rong Yan, and now asking them to apologize felt as uncomfortable as eating shit.
But letting Rong Yan let them off the hook was out of the question.
She tapped the bamboo handle of the broom in her palm, and with her somewhat dangerous gaze... well, it was intimidating.
Neither Mother Li nor Mrs. Sun doubted that the broom could land on them.
Mother Li gave in first; she had no choice as the broom was closest to her, and she couldn’t escape.
"Sorry!"
When Mrs. Sun heard her apologize, she inwardly cursed Mother Li for being spineless.
Now, she was the only one left, and she had to apologize unwillingly, "Sorry..."
Rong Yan stared at her for a moment, and just when Mrs. Sun couldn’t bear her intense gaze any longer, Rong Yan averted her stern look.
She turned to the gossipy women.
"From now on, if you have anything to say about me... you can come to my house and talk to me in person, but..." her voice suddenly took on a harsher edge at these words, "if anyone talks behind my back again, don’t blame me for not being polite."
"Exactly, speak to us directly if you have something to say, stop spreading nonsense behind our backs," Madam Rong was particularly annoyed by the situation.
The crowd: ...
No more words were said.
With a girl so fierce, once was enough; they’d be dead before they’d gossip about Miss Rong again.
"Alright, let’s go home," Rong Yan took Qin Mei’s hand.
Madam Rong walked a few steps, then remembered the things she had bought and hurriedly searched for them.
Song Pingping pointed to the items, "Auntie, they’re here! I kept an eye on them, they’re not crushed."
She was small, unable to join the fight, so she could only help by watching the items.
Madam Rong was pleased; she thought everything had been ruined, but the girl had been guarding them and pulled out an apple to offer her, "Here, this apple is for you."
Song Pingping hesitated to accept such a precious gift, shaking her head quickly.
"Auntie, I really don’t need this..."
Madam Rong pushed the apple into her hand, then handed another one to Sun Xiaoyu beside her.
"You are both good kids, enjoy! The apples are quite sweet."
She rewarded them for helping her.
After all, she wasn’t short of two apples.
Then she carried her purchases and went home...
Song Pingping and Sun Xiaoyu each held an apple, looking down at them fondly because they were so big and red, exuding a wonderful scent.
They didn’t eat them immediately; they wanted to take such big apples home and share them with their families.
Others envied the two young girls for having apples to eat, as such things were rarely bought in their homes.
And if bought, they were the small and slightly rotten ones; good ones were too expensive, not worth the money for them.
Clearly, the Rong Family was wealthy!
Meanwhile, Rong Yan and her group had returned home.
Madam Rong glared at her daughter, "Why did you go there with a broom?"
A fine young lady had turned into a tough girl in an instant.
"To intimidate them, of course. Did you see? I quieted them all at once," Rong Yan smiled, "It’s so hot out, why waste time arguing with them and getting all thirsty? What’s the point of fighting with them?"
"Mom, you should learn, it’s called tactics... swift and decisive victory."
Madam Rong rolled her eyes at her daughter’s words.
You wish! You’re just a little brute.
Not bothering to argue further.
"Meimei, wash these apples and eat them."
Qin Mei nodded immediately, "Alright, Auntie."
She took the apples and went to wash them.
The first apple she washed was for Rong Yan.
"Eldest sister-in-law, have an apple."
Rong Yan took a bite and said, "This is really good. Later, let’s plant the seeds in the soil."
Madam Rong was incredulous, "You seriously think you can grow anything!"
If anything, you should buy a young apple tree to transplant, not plant the seeds directly.
Rong Yan gave her mother a mysterious smile, "Mom, you don’t understand. Our black soil can grow anything."
Madam Rong gave her another eye roll in response.