My Beloved Super Fierce Wife-Chapter 251 Mosquito Repellent

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Chapter 251: 251 Mosquito Repellent

"I won’t keep you, Auntie Yang, my mom is waiting for me, so I’m heading off," she said.

With a spring in her step, she headed towards where the Lin Family was gathered.

Yang Chunfang felt like she was about to explode with rage, beyond the help of even two ventilators.

Miao Cuicui couldn’t help but feel amused hearing that the outrageous mother-in-law had been silenced by Lin Tang’s retort.

Ever since the family split, she and her dreadful mother-in-law hadn’t even bothered with surface politeness.

Miao Cuicui lightly covered her son’s ears and injected a pointed remark.

"What Lin Tang said isn’t wrong; the Lin Family has long been out of the Liu Family’s league.

Some people just can’t see that and still think it’s like the old days."

Back then, Liu Guohui was the only one in the entire brigade with a secure iron rice bowl, and the Liu Family was arrogant about it.

Now that he’s lost his job and even landed in jail, what’s there to be so proud of? Isn’t living a good life more desirable?

Having said her piece, Miao Cuicui walked away with her husband.

Not letting the man of the house get entangled in the nonsense.

The Lin Family’s momentum was strong—only a fool would take them on!

Seeing her daughter-in-law not siding with her, Yang Chunfang’s eyes welled with tears, nearly spilling over.

Everyone was against her!!

Lin Tang reached her family’s side.

She picked up the mosquito repellent and sprayed her parents, brother and sister-in-law, and the little ones.

Niuniu, smelling the pleasant scent, brightened up and cocked her head, "Little auntie, it smells nice!"

Her gaze was fixed on the spray bottle that Lin Tang held, looking quite thoughtful.

Goudan was also curious about the little gadget in his little aunt’s hand.

Consequently, four pairs of innocent eyes were all eagerly looking at Lin Tang.

Who could resist those curious looks?

Lin Tang’s heart softened, and she passed the spray bottle to Goudan, "If you want it, it’s yours. Just don’t spray it in someone’s eyes."

The little ones were thrilled, thanked their little aunt, and ran off to play with their friends.

Time slipped by silently.

It was soon past nine o’clock.

The men, unable to contain their impatience, started to pace back and forth.

"Wasn’t the electricity supposed to be on by nine? It’s past nine. Why isn’t it on yet?"

They hadn’t forgotten, had they?

"Is turning on the electricity that difficult? It’s not going to fail today, is it?" another villager asked nervously, fidgeting with his hands.

Lin Fu was also waiting in the threshing ground and furrowed his brow slightly, reassuringly saying, "Just wait a bit longer."

Li Jiancai laughed, "They shouldn’t stand us up; that comrade seemed pretty reliable. He might have been held up..."

Before he could finish, the lights came on.

The threshing ground, which had seemed dim under the kerosene lamp, suddenly became as bright as daylight.

Everyone was stunned for a moment.

The scene immediately erupted with excitement.

"The electricity is on!!" a woman shouted excitedly.

The children lost interest in their games and all rushed over, their eyes shining as they looked at the streetlights.

"So this is what city lights are like, how wonderful!"

"Goudan, are the city lights this bright?" a half-grown kid asked.

Goudan earnestly began to share his knowledge.

"The brightness of a light isn’t about the village or the city, it’s about the wattage. High-wattage lights are bright, and low-wattage ones are dimmer..."

Xiaohua looked up in admiration, "Wow, Goudan, you’re so amazing, you know so much."

Goudan’s ears turned red from the praise, and he feigned nonchalance with a wave of his hand.

"Just average, my little aunt knows much more." The little fellow was very serious, "I’m going to learn well from my little aunt."

Yidan, Yihu, and Niuniu nodded emphatically, "Mm-hmm, we will too."

A gaggle of children was chattering away nearby.

Under the bright streetlight, the bruises on Chen Jiefang and Widow Hua were plainly visible.

One had a mouth so red and swollen it was like a sausage.

There was a sticky mess on top of the head.

It all looked rather creepy.

Lao Guo stared at the goo on Chen Jiefang’s head for a long while, curiously asking, "Jiefang, what happened to your head?"

It’s like someone hit you with something...

Chen Jiefang’s complexion changed abruptly, touching the sticky substance in his hair with a guilty conscience.

Yet, his face still bore the honest and quiet look as usual.

In the rush of time, he just managed to apply some pot-bottom ash on his wound, but didn’t have time to clean his hair.

"...I fell," Chen Jiefang explained.

A few steps away—

Liu Dajie, looking at the usually flamboyant widow Honghua who was covering her mouth today and not speaking, said with a meddlesome glee, "Widow Honghua, why are you covering your mouth all night? Are you afraid of stinking us out with your bad breath?"

Widow Honghua’s reputation in the brigade wasn’t good; she was willing to do anything for a bite to eat.

She was always looked down upon.

Originally one of the brigade’s own, a few years ago her husband died, and her in-laws couldn’t tolerate her, so she returned to Shuangshan Brigade with her two children.

Seeing her pitiable state, the villagers let her stay.

But who knew that this compassion would breed resentment, as her presence tainted the village’s atmosphere.

However, although Widow Honghua’s morals had strayed, she did respect the principle of mutual consent.

If the men in the village had no interest in her, she didn’t bother them.

Widow Honghua rolled her eyes and retorted fiercely, "You’re the one with bad breath, your whole family has bad breath. What I do is none of your damn business!"

Afterwards, she twisted her hips and walked away.

She didn’t start conflicts with the village women.

Though she had a few lovers and was sweet and chatty in bed, in public, those men likely ran faster than anyone else.

She was clear-headed.

Men sought excitement, she wanted grain and money—it was simply a transaction.

Whoever involved emotions, their head was surely full of holes.

Ever since over two decades ago, when Chen Jiefang, under pressure from his mother, gave up on his childhood sweetheart and married Zhao Honghua, she had lost faith in men.

A man’s mouth, a lying ghost.

Liu Dajie choked, "If you’re not feeling guilty, why run away?"

It was all so weird.

Lin Tang’s expression deepened as she heard this conversation.

Honghua Auntie’s marriage to Chen Jiefang was such a waste.

Ziqiang, on the other hand, was dutiful and capable.

Things should be okay for her in the future.

She decided not to interfere.

Everything is predestined.

Li Xiuli found that the mosquito repellent Lin Tang had sprayed on her was indeed effective, and she said with comfortable laughter, "Tangtang, this medicine is really amazing, it stopped the itching right away."

Ning Xinrou had known this long ago.

She worked in the factory, sitting all day long, and would accidentally get bitten all over.

That mosquito repellent was made by Tangtang for her.

"Mom, Tangtang’s medicine-making skills are really amazing! This mosquito repellent is even more effective than the expensive ones sold in the state-run stores," Ning Xinrou praised.

Zhou Mei rubbed her hands with glee and moved closer.

"Tangtang, the bottle you gave to Niuniu and the others looks really nice, can I... hehe..."

She wanted that good-looking bottle.

Afraid of her mother-in-law hitting her with a shoe sole, she quickly said, "I’ve made another jar of pickles, I’ll give you some when I go back!"

Currently without a salary, her pockets were even tidier than her face; she couldn’t get anything else even if she wanted to.

She could only wait until she worked at the Sauce Factory and had a salary, then she could repay her little sister-in-law’s kindness.

Lin Tang’s spirits rose at her words, "That’s great, thank you so much, Second Sister-in-law."

"I’ll give you the bottle when I get back; it’s the one with mosquito repellent in it. If it runs out, I’ll refill it for you, guaranteed to keep the mosquitoes away this summer."