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

Chapter 836: Chapter 832: Second Aunt Took a Fall (First Update)

The dishes had just been prepared, and Mrs. Lin twisted her waist, heading towards the third branch.

She looked at the people of the third branch with hatred, over and over.

In front of Mu Shuangshuang, she entered the third branch’s kitchen.

To be honest, Mu Shuangshuang regretted lending the kitchen to the Old Mu Family. Mrs. Lin had bad cooking habits; every time she finished cooking, she didn’t clean up.

Every time she came, Yu Si Niang had to spend time cleaning up, otherwise the mess left behind would be unbearable for anyone.

Mrs. Lin cooked very slowly and still hadn’t served the meal for a long time.

In the backyard of the Old Mu Family, Cao Miaomiao moved around as if she had ants in her pants.

She asked Mu Qingqing beside her, ”Qingqing, why hasn’t your mom cooked and served the meal yet?”

Cao Miaomiao and Mu Qingqing were about the same age, but the terms ”sister” and ”sibling” had never been used between them.

Especially after Mu Xianxian mentioned Cao Miaomiao’s engagement to Liu Zian, Mu Qingqing regarded Cao Miaomiao as a thorn in her side!

”How would I know? I’m not helping cook. Besides, my mother isn’t a servant. It’s good enough she’s cooking for you; stop whining or I’ll send you home!”

Mu Qingqing’s attitude was far from pleasant.

”Is that how you talk? You country bumpkin, you don’t even have nice clothes. Your parents are so poor, they’ll end up selling their daughters!”

Cao Miaomiao wasn’t one to be trifled with, especially after Mu Xianxian fell out with Mrs. Lin. These days, various tales from the second branch were instilled in Cao Miaomiao.

Every casual remark from her made Mu Qingqing uncomfortable.

”You...” Mu Qingqing rushed forward, trying to slap Cao Miaomiao.

But Cao Miaomiao was stronger, and as soon as Mu Qingqing raised her hand, Cao Miaomiao hit her stomach, making her grimace in pain and fall to the ground.

Cao Miaomiao patted her chest and sneered at Mu Qingqing, ”Where is your mom? Tell me, so I can get her to cook! Dragging on all day; people might think your mom is an idiot, a fool, or a lunatic.”

Like mother, like daughter.

Most of Cao Miaomiao’s words were learned from Mu Xianxian, and she was certainly no novice.

Mu Qingqing gritted her teeth, remembering Mu Shuangshuang was in the third branch.

She told Cao Miaomiao that her mother, Mrs. Lin, was in the third branch.

Dragging her sizable body, Cao Miaomiao walked towards the kitchen in the Old Mu Family’s third branch, just in time to meet Mu Shuangshuang carrying a bowl towards Mu Dashan’s room.

Mu Shuangshuang and Cao Miaomiao had clashed on the street before.

So Cao Miaomiao recognized Mu Shuangshuang immediately.

Seeing Mu Shuangshuang holding a bowl, Cao Miaomiao realized that Mu Shuangshuang’s family was eating alone.

Without thinking, Cao Miaomiao rushed up, wanting to argue with Mu Shuangshuang.

Mu Shuangshuang saw it was Cao Miaomiao, and calmly blocked the door with a wooden plank, clearly not wanting Cao Miaomiao to come in.

Mu Xianxian had been at the Mu Family for a while, refusing to leave until Old Mrs. Mu and Mr. Mu came up with a plan against the third branch.

She stayed at the Old Mu Family all day.

Cao Miaomiao ate a lot too, and after a few days, the Old Mu Family’s grain reserves were noticeably depleted.

Old Mrs. Mu had been in a foul mood for a long time, but couldn’t find a reason to make Mu Xianxian and Cao Miaomiao leave, so she had to comfort herself by thinking she was raising a lazy, gluttonous pig.

”Little brat, come out! My mom and I have been here so long, why haven’t you made something nice for us?” Cao Miaomiao shouted angrily.

Cao Miaomiao’s face was all fleshy, and when she talked, her features were squished together by the fat, resembling a sticky mass; those tiny, bean-sized eyes, even when wide, were smaller than others when squinting.

Despite being young, Cao Miaomiao was extremely vicious, constantly plotting how to crush Mu Shuangshuang underfoot.

”Haven’t you woken up?” Mu Shuangshuang sneered.

”You’re the one who hasn’t! Get out here. Watch me beat you!” Cao Miaomiao shook her chubby arm and yelled at Mu Shuangshuang.

”Where did this country girl come from? Looking like that, and talking to our leader?” Huang Er suddenly jumped up from a long bench, moving towards Cao Miaomiao.

Then came Huang Da, followed by the two men Zhang Yutou and Zhao Gouzi.

The men had just finished working and weren’t wearing much.

It was just enough to let Cao Miaomiao see their solid muscles.

They were all big and burly, and Cao Miaomiao cautiously retreated a few steps, staring at the group that was shouting.

People before weaker individuals become strong, but in front of someone stronger, they slightly restrain themselves.

”You... just wait!” Leaving behind harsh words, Cao Miaomiao backed down and went to trouble Mrs. Lin.

In the kitchen of the third branch, Mrs. Lin was making fire and picking vegetables, busy enough to smoke, unaware of when Cao Miaomiao came in.

”Auntie, what’s with your speed? The vegetables will be cold soon, if you don’t finish the meal, I’ll starve to death!” Cao Miaomiao started scolding with a barrage of criticism.

Mrs. Lin’s expression instantly changed; she looked at her niece, who was as fat as the pig in the third branch’s pen, and couldn’t contain her anger.

”Just eating. All you know is to eat. Look at yourself, as fat as a pig. In the Old Mu Family, who’s as ugly and fat as you? If I were you, I’d rather die, than be such a hindrance.” Mrs. Lin said bluntly.

Among the women in the Old Mu Family, none were fat, as they ate little and did a lot.

Unlike Mu Xianxian’s family in town, selling shoes and making some money.

Sufficient to easily maintain a Cao Miaomiao.

But Cao Miaomiao had grown up accustomed to eating well, and Mu Xianxian always spoke nice things in front of her.

Old Mrs. Cao, although she didn’t like Mu Xianxian as a country daughter-in-law, loved both grandchildren as if they were treasures.

No one ever spoke to Cao Miaomiao like this.

With rage in her little bean eyes, Cao Miaomiao glared, emitting sounds like a pig’s ”wang wang,” a precursor to her anger.

She muttered under her breath, ”Go die...”

Her hard head hit Mrs. Lin’s stomach, knocking her down, followed by a crushing weight.

Mrs. Lin’s cries echoed from the kitchen.

The men eating in the room all heard it, each holding their breath, craning their necks to peer into Mu Shuangshuang’s kitchen, wanting to see what’s happening.

The most anxious among them were Huang Bita and Mu Dalang.

After all, Mrs. Lin was Mu Dalang’s mother; unless Mrs. Lin was troublemaking, anyone bullying her meant Mu Dalang had to help, otherwise he wouldn’t be a fit son.

Mu Shuangshuang naturally noticed; she didn’t want Mrs. Lin to be bullied by Cao Miaomiao either.

After all, Mrs. Lin was an Old Mu Family member; Cao Miaomiao was merely an outsider.

”Everyone continue eating! I’ll go check with Brother Dalang.”