Farmer's Wife Has Magic Skills - Chapter 491
Chapter 491: Too Vengeful
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
In the evening, people were more focused on enjoying themselves rather than conducting business.
The stalls were still set up as usual, but those selling food were particularly busy, especially Li Qingyu’s stall.
After receiving the message, Li Zhangjie quickly arranged for the afternoon’s prepared goods to be delivered to Guangxi Garden.
Before the goods were even fully set up, business started pouring in.
The four elders experienced the feeling of making so much money that their hands grew tired. A sense of joy and excitement that overshadowed their fatigue made them happy to keep busy.
Several teenagers approached the stall…
“Auntie, 1 want two grilled sausages.”
The grilled sausages, cooked separately over charcoal and sprinkled with seasonings, were fragrant and delicious, selling very well.
“Uncle, I’ll have two sandwiches.”
“I want a green bean ice cream bar.”
“I’ll have half an apple pie.”
“I want half a catty of cookies and half a catty of bread.”
Chu Qingzhi had planned to stroll around the garden with Tang Jinghong, but seeing her family’s stall so busy, she decided to help out.
Tang Jinghong helped set up the goods and then said with a bit of longing, “Actually, I think this is nice. In the future, when we’re old, we could run a small stall and live a simple life.”
Chu Qingzhi handed a sandwich to a young girl and put the money in the cash box, “I’d prefer to sit in a chair and bask in the sun.”
Tang Jinghong immediately changed his words, “Then you bask in the sun, and 1’11 run the stall alone.”
Chu Qingzhi smiled, “1 can’t bear to see you work so hard alone.”
Tang Jinghong looked at Chu Qingzhi affectionately, willing to give her everything, “Don’t worry, as long as you’re happy, that’s all that matters.”
Third Master Lu walked over and crossed his arms as he looked at Tang Jinghong, who was living like a commoner. “Tsk tsk, 1 didn’t expect you to let go of your status and say something like that.”
The Tang Jinghong he first knew was silent, serious, and cold. Now, he had changed so much, almost like a different person.
Tang Jinghong glanced at Third Master Lu, “Get to work.”
“Work, work, work…” Third Master Lu joined in the work. If those who knew him saw him now, they wouldn’t believe it was the same person.
Third Master Lu, usually colder than Tang Jinghong, had been like a thousand-year-old iceberg, making the air feel colder wherever he was. Those around him always felt like they were facing a ruthless beast, daring not to breathe too loudly.
Wu Yaqing came over with a sugar figurine for Chu Qingzhi, “This is really tasty.”
Then she handed Chu Qingzhi a piece of brittle candy, “This is also especially delicious.”
Chu Qingzhi put the sugar figurine, shaped like a flower, in her mouth like a lollipop, then walked over to Tang Jinghong and fed him a piece of brittle candy.
Third Master Lu, seeing this scene, awkwardly turned his face away.
Wu Yaqing had given everyone candy, but she ignored Third Master Lu. He didn’t feel good.
She waved to Chu Qingyue and Hong Yujun, “Second sister, Yujun, let’s go and enjoy the garden.”
Chu Qingyue and Hong Yujun had been standing at the entrance, waiting for the merchants to claim their gift for closing a deal. Chu Xujin and Ge Lihua hadn’t returned from dealing with the traffickers.
Chu Qingzhi said, “Go ahead and have fun. We can work tomorrow.”
Hearing Chu Qingzhi’s words, they happily tidied up the table and went off with Wu Yaqing to enjoy the garden.
Third Master Lu watched Wu Yaqing with some frustration, thinking to himself, “Just because 1 gave her a hard time a few times, she’s holding such a grudge!”
Tang Jinghong looked sympathetically at Third Master Lu, understanding that an angry girl is not easily coaxed.
Chu Qingning was helping to treat patients at the free clinic, seizing the opportunity to gain experience.
Initially, the clinic wasn’t very busy, as those feeling unwell wouldn’t have the energy to come here.
However, after Zhou Xiangfu’s heart ailment was treated there, and people saw the imperial physician cure him with just one pill, the clinic’s reputation spread, and more people started coming.
Jiang Zhaoyong, wanting to be with his beloved, also helped out at the clinic, though he really wanted to stroll around the garden with Chu Qingning.
“How much longer will you be here, Qingning?” he asked with anticipation in his voice and eyes.
Chu Qingning looked up at Jiang Zhaoyong, his bright eyes focused on her. Not wanting to disappoint him, she said, “1’11 see this patient, and then we can go for a walk in the garden.”
Jiang Zhaoyong was overjoyed, “Okay.”
Later, they walked towards the lakeside, entering the bustling crowd, quickly becoming engulfed by the throng of people.
Using the cover of night, Jiang Zhaoyong took Chu Qingning’s hand and led her forward.
This was their first time holding hands. Chu Qingning tensed up at first, feeling nervous, but gradually relaxed.
Jiang Zhaoyong’s hand was broad, strong, and calloused, giving a sense of security.
Chu Qingning’s hand, delicate and fair, was completely enveloped in his.
Holding her hand, Jiang Zhaoyong felt immense satisfaction, his smile unconsciously widening.
He thought to himself how soft her hand was, as if it would break with a little pressure.
“Qingning, may I play the guqin for you?” he asked.
“I’d like that.”
Jiang Zhaoyong led Chu Qingning to the stall where he had bought the guqin, “Shopkeeper, may I borrow a guqin to play a piece here?”
The shopkeeper, remembering Jiang Zhaoyong, readily handed him a guqin, “Please.”
Jiang Zhaozong borrowed a stool, sat down, placed the guqin on his lap, and began to play.
He played “Yang Chun Bai Xue,” a melody that was fresh and smooth, with a relaxed and cheerful rhythm. Passersby cast glances, and some even stopped to listen.
It wasn’t that his playing was exceptionally good, but his emotions were full.
Chu Qingning stood by, watching Jiang Zhaoyong with focused attention, her lips curving into a smile. This man truly cared for her; otherwise, why would he play the guqin for her in the street?
Men playing the guqin wasn’t unusual, but the occasion was generally significant and formal. Playing privately for a girl was almost unheard of.
As the piece ended, applause broke out, “Good!”
Jiang Zhaozong looked up at Chu Qingning, who had been watching him. Their eyes met, and in that moment, the surrounding scenery blurred, the noise faded, and their reflections filled each other’s pupils, as if they were the only two in the world.
After an unknown period, the noise returned, the scenery became clear again, and both of them bashfully averted their gazes.
Chu Qingning felt her face burning, hurriedly covering her cheeks to cool down.
She had been too unrestrained just now; thankfully, it was night. She dared not imagine if it had been daytime.
Jiang Zhaoyong returned the guqin to the shopkeeper and, holding Chu Qingning’s hand, rejoined the crowd, his heart bursting with joy..
