Chapter 307: Rebirth in the Nineties: The Tyrant Flower, Chapter 308: Stirring Up Trouble

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Protagonist:

Chai Mi

Chai Mi didn't explain anything to Song Qiushui, because once she finished explaining, Song Qiushui might grab a village loudspeaker and go shout, straining her voice again—that wouldn't be worth it.

"Rest a bit, wash up, then go eat. After eating, you still have work to do."

"Ah... still work?" Song Qiushui made a worried face: "Let me rest. I was busy for over two hours yesterday afternoon, and three or four hours today. I've worked six or seven hours in two days. Even a work-team donkey isn't that tired."

Chai Mi: "......"

"Right, right, right, Chai Mi, you should rest. Song Qiushui's health is poor, don't wear her out." Meng Shi started lying with her eyes wide open. Clearly she hadn't been afraid Song Qiushui would get tired after shouting outside for over an hour just now, but now that there was work to do, she was afraid Song Qiushui would tire: "This work has no end in sight, so rest a bit. Wait until this afternoon, I'll help Qiushui do it."

Meng Shi volunteered herself, and Song Qiushui agreed it was feasible.

Song Qingshan also said: "Chai Mi, Qiushui's health isn't as good as yours. She's always been sickly and has never done any work since she was little. Now that she's just arrived and started working, if she catches a cold from exhaustion, what do we do?"

Chai Mi was extremely helpless: "Just cut some pickled vegetables. It's not tiring."

But Song Qingshan and his wife still felt Song Qiushui was tired, and insisted on acting like parents to help Song Qiushui with the work.

Chai Mi sighed: "What about earning money? All of it is tiring. I know Qiushui is tired, but Qiushui says, with a hundred or eight yuan a day, do you want to earn it or not?"

"Want to."

"Then hurry up and tidy up, go eat. It's almost half past one."

"Fine." Song Qiushui immediately washed up, then changed into a set of clothes.

Earning money, her Song Qiushui didn't particularly like.

But she liked the feeling of having money.

Just having money felt great, having money felt truly great.

If she earned a hundred a day, it was only August now. If she earned ten thousand yuan before the New Year, she could pay off Second Uncle's famine debt...

Then...

Song Qiushui even felt she could ride on the wall and shout: Da Lao Song, you really aren't a decent person. Your niece owes you money, only owed it for over ten years, and you're already making a fuss every day. My mom was the one who introduced your wife to you... Hmph, now I, Song Qiushui, have money. Come on, Second Uncle, let me slap your face... Your little grocery store, I, your mother, will contract it. You and my Second Aunt get lost. Go home and raise pigs...

Although she didn't like moving around, Song Qiushui, for the sake of becoming a rich woman, went with Chai Mi to her house to eat.

Lunch was relatively simple: hot hand-pulled noodles. The noodles were a bit thick, made by Su Wan, with a large pile of vegetable leaves added. The taste was still acceptable.

In the afternoon they still worked. Chai Mi prepared some dumpling filling, and Song Qiushui went to cut pickled vegetable strips. Although tired, both were full of energy.

The next day they set up a stall in the industrial district area. It was rather ordinary, but since they had prepared more, they sold over two hundred portions.

By the third day, Chai Mi and Song Qiushui went to set up a stall near No. 1 Middle School again.

Today they would prepare even more dumpling filling and other things than last time. Anyway, now Chai Mi really had so many goods she wasn't worried about selling them. With such a good reputation, two or three hundred portions was no problem.

But before Chai Mi could set up her stall, Chai Min was already fuming in the classroom, pondering how to pick a good fight with Chai Mi.

Yesterday Chai Min had been staying put, but then her father, mother, maternal grandmother, and maternal grandfather all came to the city, ostensibly to see how hard Chai Min was studying and treat her to a restaurant meal.

In reality, using the restaurant meal as an excuse, they launched into a barrage of scolding at Chai Min.

The scolding was especially harsh. It could be said to be the greatest anger Chai Min had suffered in her life.

Chai Min was so angry... she directly fainted from anger.

Afterward, the matter of criticizing Chai Min fizzled out. Everyone was busy sending Chai Min to the hospital. Fortunately, it wasn't serious—just malnutrition. She ate a piece of candy and was fine...

A sickly person who gets sick recovers quickly too. It could be considered a miracle.

She was hospitalized yesterday afternoon and discharged this morning. Then she went back to class.

After deep thought and careful analysis, Chai Min reached a conclusion: the main reason Song Qiushui wanted to harm her was nothing more than that she herself was weak and easy to bully. As a... cough, cough.

How could she, Chai Min, possibly be bullied like that?!

But Chai Min had a heart for revenge and wiping away shame, yet she wasn't stupid. She knew she couldn't beat Song Qiushui or Chai Mi.

If she went out openly with knives and spears, regardless of whether Chai Min was in the right, she was very likely to get a thorough beating from Song Qiushui, who was also looking for trouble.

The problem was that Song Qiushui was an elder. Although they were similar in age, this elder was a true elder. Chai Min couldn't act rashly.

At the Old Song Family home, Song Qiushui was like a deity descending to earth. Old Man Song's Old Man was still alive, and that Old Man treated Song Qiushui like a real ancestor. As for the others, no need to say more.

So, openly designating someone was out of the question.

Playing dirty? Chai Min was afraid that afterward Chai Mi would play dirty on her.

After all, the fates of the several Chai family members were especially tragic. Whether it was Chai Chunfang, who had struck out on her own to the southeast, or Chai Zhongxiao, who had already been put inside, or even Wang Huirong, whose arm was still broken.

Since neither of these two paths was easy to walk.

Chai Min decided to use a move: killing with a borrowed knife.

Chai Mi's stall was set up. As soon as everyone finished school at noon, a crowd came swooshing in.

Seeing Chai Mi had set up a stall, they actually lined up voluntarily and consciously.

"Boss, why didn't you set up a stall yesterday? I wanted to eat yesterday, but you didn't come."

"Right. Everyone in our dorm says the dumplings you make are damn delicious, making us crave them. We wanted to buy yesterday, but you didn't come."

"Eldest Sister,... do you recognize me? I ordered two days ago. Can I skip the line today?"

Chai Mi and Song Qiushui had already boiled the dumplings for those who ordered two days ago. This could save a lot of time, so they gave them to everyone.

Song Qiushui was collecting money in a fluster. She shouted: "Damn it, everyone calculate your own bill and come pay. Knowing I'm busy, you still make me calculate five plus eight? Do you think I'm illiterate or what? Hurry up, calculate yourselves and pay. There are people lining up behind."

"Sister, I just want to hear you say a word..."

Song Qiushui was stunned, looked at the male student before her, then gave him a white-eye look: "I admit I'm good-looking, but I don't admit you're passable. You hurry up and pay. If you want to hear Sister speak, then another day come to our village. I'll make you two dishes and arrange things for you."

The male student was overjoyed.

Chai Mi, however, shook her head vigorously: Holy shit! Is Song Qiushui trying to murder us for money? Her cooking would kill people.

And that boy... he's just so-so.

In the short time since Chai Mi and Song Qiushui opened, the queue has already stretched out over a hundred people.

People gathered in twos and threes; regardless of whether it tasted good or not, since someone said it was delicious and the boss was pretty, they swarmed to queue up.

It got to the point where the two gate guards of No. 1 Middle School were a bit astonished: Holy shit! It's just a dumpling, yet you're acting like you've never eaten a meal in your entire lives...

But then, neither of the two guards wanted to intervene.

First, that area is the playground; they have no authority to manage it.

Second, their wages aren't high, so they can't be bothered to meddle in extra business.

However, to prevent trouble from the crowd, the two guards still patiently told everyone: Are you fucking blind? Watch the bikes, get yourselves run over and killed, you blind-as-bats things... And that blockhead, what the fuck are you putting on airs for? I didn't even cut in line, yet you have the nerve to kiss ass and cut in? Watch me beat you to death...

And at this moment, a Tianse suddenly squeezed out from the crowd and said to Chai Mi: "Your dumplings are barely passable to eat, but they're already cold. It's autumn now, yet you sell us cold dumplings — what are your intentions? You're trying to trap us, make us all sick, and earn that shameless money by passing off inferior goods as good."

Chai Mi glanced at the steaming pot, then at the Tianse, and her whole mood soured.

This Tianse is sick in the head!

Yesterday Chai Mi and Song Qiushui still saw him appear together with Chai Min; Chai Mi named him Tianse No. 1.

As for his specific name, Chai Mi doesn't remember.

The topic of dumplings being cold is actually a pseudo-proposition.

And Chai Mi just saw Tianse No. 1 a moment ago, even deliberately gave him two extra dumplings. The result? A Tianse is a Tianse.

If he picked some other fault, fine.

Dumplings just out of the fucking pot, and he actually says they're cold?

Even to pick a fight you need a decent excuse.

Even if Tianse No. 1 said the dumplings tasted bad, that would be passable.

After all, tastes differ; if he insists they're bad, Chai Mi has no way to argue.

But this Tianse No. 1 actually says the dumplings dumplings...

Truly not treating people as human!

Not treating himself as human either!

The people queuing nearby froze for a moment...

Song Qiushui was about to flare up but was pulled back by Chai Mi, who said in a low voice: "Making money is what matters, don't get angry with a little Bing San."

Then she turned to Tianse No. 1 and said: "Since the dumplings are cold, I'll refund you. You don't have to eat the dumplings. And I'll refund double."

Saying this, she casually took out ten yuan and handed it to Tianse No. 1.

After all, Tianse No. 1 is relatively poor; he bought the vegetarian ones.

Vegetarian ones are five yuan.

Everyone looked: Holy shit! Refunding double the money...

Immediately someone else claimed their dumplings were cold too.

Chai Mi narrowed her eyes and asked: "Who the fuck is picking a fight now? Want to eat or not? Those who don't, scram. I haven't even sold to you yet, what are you being cold for?"

"Don't be too presumptuous, it's useless."

The crowd froze for a moment, stopped talking, and queued up with peace of mind.

Meanwhile, Tianse No. 2 and Tianse No. 3, squeezed in the crowd, looked at each other in dismay: They indeed hadn't bought any...

"The dumplings you sell aren't tasty!" the two shouted loudly.

Result: before they finished speaking, they were kicked out of the queue by others.

"Fuck your mother! Not tasty and you still occupy a spot queuing!!! Aren't you just asking for a beating?"

"Where did these two big stupid cunts come from? How do I feel they're like the stupid idiots from Class Five?"

"These people are idiots; if it's not tasty, go eat something else. Is it easy for a young girl to set up a stall and earn a little money? They just have to pick a fight! Truly fucking asking for a cleanup!"

The two guards saw trouble here and came over.

They went straight up and gave Tianse No. 2 and Tianse No. 3 each a big slap: "Speak, why did you two get beaten?"

Tianse No. 2 and Tianse No. 3 were completely dumbfounded: "You guards hit me first? How would I know why I was beaten?"

"Nonsense."

"Sheer nonsense."

The two guards righteously said: "We're asking why you two don't get along with the other classmates? Everyone else queues, you two come to pick a fight, what are you thinking?"

The two crowds didn't speak.

Then they were dragged into the guard room by the guards, who gave each another two big slaps: "No. 1 Middle School is a place for learning, fighting is not allowed, understand?"

"No, you two are blind, it was others who kicked us! They kicked us out, we didn't even fight back!" Tianse No. 2 and Tianse No. 3 argued.

Slap slap!

Another big slap each.

"Dare to talk back!"

"Simply not treating us guards as human! We clearly saw you two disputing with other classmates, yet you still argue? Why would they kick you and not me? One look and you're just a bad student, slick-tongued crowd. You academic trash, which class? Who's your class teacher? Call your parents here. Fuck, not studying properly, learned to brawl? First time I've seen you two such obstinate crowds!!! Must report to your leaders, have your leaders call parents..."

Tianse No. 2 and Tianse No. 3 were both dumbfounded: Holy shit! Get beaten and still have to call parents, is there any justice!

But constrained by the guards' authority, they didn't dare act rashly, explaining desperately.

But it was no use.

The two guards quickly called and summoned the Class Five class teacher.

Everyone has lived through the crowd era too.

Big Brother, dorm Big Brother (Big Sister), and the Academic Affairs Office clerks were basically all "kind and approachable."

They didn't care whether you were in the right; they'd beat you up first and ask questions later.

Just like today's matter, the two Big Brothers could tell at a glance that these people had problems and were intentionally finding fault.

The day before yesterday, they had even eaten dumplings made by Chai Mi, dumplings so delicious they made you miss your mother.

As a result...

These worthless wretches said they weren't delicious!

If that isn't finding fault, what is!?

If they weren't delicious, wouldn't the two of them have been thinking in vain of their already deceased mother?

So, they had to be beaten.

Just right to serve as a warning to others!

As a result, Tianse Number Two and Tianse Number Three, upon seeing their leader was going to meet the parents, immediately had no thought of resistance whatsoever.

Before anyone could even ask, they spilled everything they had and hadn't.

The two said: it was because Tianse Number One had given them each five yuan, telling them to go cause trouble at Chai Mi's stall, with Tianse Number One taking the lead and Tianse Number Two and Tianse Number Three cooperating.

To deal a devastating blow to Chai Mi and Song Qiushui's stall.

Of course, Chai Mi suffered no devastating blow at all; instead, Tianse Number Two and Tianse Number Three were given demerits.

Sui Zhe, in no time at all, Tianse Number One was also summoned by them, to get Tianse Number One to confess frankly and be leniently treated.

Tianse Number One was a tough bone, stubbornly admitting nothing and refusing to confess to the death.

Not only did he not give up Chai Min, he even bit back, claiming that Tianse Number Two and Tianse Number Three had framed him.

Afterwards, several people were called for a confrontation, but there was no evidence, and in the end it came to nothing.

Tianse Number One was fine.

Instead, Tianse Number Two and Tianse Number Three were scolded again.