From Folly to Fortune：I Rewrite My Life After Rebirth!

Chapter 381: Chapter 379: Came Back to Life (Part 1)

Mu Shuangshuang, tired from hitting, simply used her feet to stomp.

The villagers who came to watch the commotion were all stunned. In the past, Mu Shuangshuang was polite and enthusiastic towards others, never a violent person, but now she was like a madwoman seeing red.

With kicks and stomps, by the time the Old Wang Family came, Wang Fugui was already beaten black and blue, his face unrecognizable even to his mother.

After learning the whole story from the villagers, Wang Dashuan not only didn’t hold Mu Shuangshuang accountable, but sent someone to ask Zhang Huai Shu to help Yu Liulang with his injuries.

”Father, have you lost it? This wretched girl beat me like this, I want her to see the magistrate and rot in jail.” Wang Fugui covered his face, crying and making a scene.

”You beast, we indulged your liberties in town, thinking you’d restrain yourself, yet you dared to cause trouble here in the village, utterly disgracing the Old Wang Family. Today, you’re going to apologize.” Wang Dashuan said angrily.

”Father, what do you mean? I was the one beaten, I’m the one wronged, and you’re not only not helping me, but you want me to apologize. I have no father like you.”

After shouting, Wang Fugui ran off in front of Wang Dashuan.

This made Wang Dashuan cough in anger.

Mu Shuangshuang was still agitated, and Lu Yuanfeng was helping her sort out the mess.

”Uncle Wang, please don’t be angry. In this matter, Shuangshuang admits she was also at fault, you don’t need to cover the medical expenses.” Lu Yuanfeng said politely to Wang Dashuan.

Wang Dashuan already had a good relationship with Lu Yuanfeng. In the past, when Lu Yuanfeng hunted, Wang Dashuan would be the first in the village to reserve his game.

”Fengzi, this is our family’s Fugui’s fault. The one who should apologize, owe compensation, and pay, is me. Tell Shuang, I’ll visit personally one of these days.”

”Okay, sure.”

After talking with Wang Dashuan, Lu Yuanfeng went to assist Mu Shuangshuang, while Feng Xiaohua clung to Yu Liulang, crying incessantly.

Feng Xiaohua kept muttering, ”You fool, why did you push me away... it’s all my fault, causing you to get hurt like this.”

Yu Liulang’s face was a patchwork of bruises, after all, with a few men involved, things couldn’t end up well.

But he still placed a hand on Feng Xiaohua’s face. ”It’s not your fault, I’m a man, I can’t let my woman get hurt. Xiao Hua, no matter what, always remember to protect yourself first, only then can I be at ease.”

”Uncle and Aunt have a really good relationship.” Mu Shuangshuang, pale, forced a smile.

This smile tugged at her stomach, and Mu Shuangshuang grimaced in pain.

Seeing the pain etched on her face, Lu Yuanfeng felt a deep sorrow. He wanted to carry her back, but with the villagers still around, if seen being overly familiar, Shuangshuang’s reputation might be harmed.

As Lu Yuanfeng hesitated, Mu Shuangshuang spoke up.

”Fengzi, please carry me back, I can’t endure the stomach pain anymore.”

Mu Shuangshuang wasn’t one to be pretentious. Her stomach was already aching, and after exerting all energies on Wang Fugui, she couldn’t push any further without collapsing.

Lu Yuanfeng bent down and carried Shuangshuang back.

Mu Shuangshuang rested the entire afternoon, and when she woke, it was already dusk.

Opening her eyes, she saw Yu Si Niang’s worried face.

”Shuangshuang, you finally woke up, I was worried to death.”

”Mother, it’s just because my period came, I’m okay. After a sleep, I’ll feel fine again. By the way, where’s Fengzi?”

Mu Shuangshuang looked around but didn’t see him.

”He went back, Old Lady Lu sent someone to call him home, saying they had guests or something, but he had Yuanbao bring over some red dates, and I’ve cooked them up for you, they’re ready to eat.”

Hearing Lu Yuanfeng sent something for her, Mu Shuangshuang felt a warmth in her heart. Reflecting on her and Fengzi’s plight, they just confirmed their feelings for each other and hadn’t even exchanged a few words before being caught up in a heap of trouble.

This incident gave Mu Shuangshuang time to think.

After all, there was no rush; they had plenty of time to nurture this relationship.

The romance among the ancients was different from modern times, and she had a lot to discuss with Lu Yuanfeng.

Luckily, both of them had siblings, so even when they got married, they wouldn’t be labeled as burdens.

Thinking of marriage brought a blush to Mu Shuangshuang’s face, and the warmth flowed again below.

”Mother, I’ll eat later.” Mu Shuangshuang struggled to get up, realizing that her menstrual cloth needed changing.

”Hey, why are you getting up, let me bring you food, and then continue to rest.”

”Mother, don’t bother, I need to visit the latrine, I’ll do it myself when I get back.”

Yu Si Niang paused, then nodded, picking up several menstrual cloths from the table and handing them to Shuangshuang.

”I made these for you a few days ago, knowing you were due your period soon, and they’re just in time.”

Yu Si Niang gave ten menstrual cloths to Mu Shuangshuang, who touched one and was instantly stunned.

”Mother, is this filled with cotton?”

The menstrual cloth in her hands was soft, confirming it was indeed cotton.

”Yes, I traded some silver for cotton at Aunt Xiao Yun’s, next year we’ll plant our own, so there’ll be no need to trade for it.”

Yu Si Niang lived a rugged life, but Shuangshuang was her daughter, after all.

She was so young, so mature, and had earned so much money for the family, Yu Si Niang couldn’t bear for her daughter to suffer.

Mu Shuangshuang had heard that the daughters of wealthy families in town used cotton, and she had thought about it herself, for she truly found using wood ash unsettling.

But they had no cotton, and she hadn’t considered spending money to buy it.

Now that Yu Si Niang had prepared it for her, how could she not be moved?

”Mother, thank you... Shuangshuang is very touched.”

Yu Si Niang patted Mu Shuangshuang’s shoulder, shaking her head, ”Silly child, what are you talking about, it’s all the silver you earned, what’s wrong with spending it on you? Besides, you’re my daughter and I love you.”

Mu Shuangshuang laughed along.

After a trip to the latrine and changing the menstrual cloth, Mu Shuangshuang felt alive again.

In the courtyard, Yu Liulang and Feng Xiaohua were drying gold and silver flower. Feng Xiaohua loved its scent, and in the afternoon they had picked plenty from the mountains.

The morning’s events had become a distant memory for them.

”Shuangshuang, are you feeling better?” Feng Xiaohua looked up at Mu Shuangshuang with concern.

”Better, thanks for your concern, Auntie. I’ll get some food first, tomorrow I’ll take you and Uncle to a great place for picking gold and silver flowers, it’s a sea of such flowers there.”