The Wealthy Eldest Sister Rules Supreme

Looking at Mrs. Song, who was timid and afraid of Zhuang Ruman, they didn’t know how to deal with these poached eggs yet.

“Ahhh!” Zhuang Yuanzhong sniffed the fragrance of the poached eggs wafting from the pot, and twitched his nose: “If only we had a way to eat these without daddy seeing…”

“What’s so difficult about that? We eat them first, and by the time dad comes back, we’ll have finished them. He won’t be able to see anything. Would he somehow know we ate the eggs?”

Zhuang Qinghe said nonchalantly.

“What are you talking about? How many eggs are in the basket, your father knows it well.”

Mrs. Song didn’t find Zhuang Qinghe’s plan good. Nowadays, they were making little money and there were many expenses. They wished they could break every coin into two and compare the eggs in the basket, Zhuang Ruman would hate to count twice a day. Not to mention five, even if one was missing, he would notice immediately.

“That’s not hard, we can say a weasel took it at night.”

Zhuang Qinghe shrugged off, “Anyway, the eggs are already in the pot.

Whether we wait for dad to come back and scold us, or we eat now and hide it from him, you decide, mom!”

Mrs. Song gave it thought for a while, finally nodded her head with a firm decision: “Alright, let’s eat first!”

They had suffered a great trauma today, and their spirits had been shaken. It was only eating eggs, what could it hurt?

Mrs. Song realized this, picked up the spoon and started to remove the eggs.

There were five eggs in total. Zhuang Qinghe and Zhuang Yuanzhong got two each, she got one. With a piece of fried pancake, she didn’t bother about it being hot, she started eating with relish.

The eggs were really delicious, soft and smooth, fragrant and sweet…

Zhuang Yuanzhong couldn’t help but squint his eyes in pleasure.

Zhuang Ruman and Zhuang Jingye arrived at Zhuang Qingning’s front gate.

“Qingning.”

The door was open and Zhuang Ruman walked straight into the courtyard, saying, “I came to apologize, just now your aunt…”

“Oh, that woman is really tough. I can’t manage her on a regular basis. She’s been nagging recently to behave properly, but I didn’t expect her to create such a humiliating scene.”

“I’ve scolded her earlier at home, but thinking of the humiliation you’ve suffered, it makes my heart feel uneasy, so I came to visit.”

“These are fresh eggs laid by our hens a couple of days ago. I brought some for you to cook or fry and as a supplement to your diet.”

While speaking, Zhuang Ruman intended to pick some eggs from the bamboo basket.

“You can keep these eggs.” Zhuang Qingning, who just finished washing the dishes, dried her hands with a handkerchief, her face expressionless and tone indifferent.

“Firstly, Qingsui and I don’t need these eggs to supplement our diet. Secondly, I will not accept your so-called apology and I will not forgive this matter.”

“From now on, my family and your family will have no contact, so you don’t need to go to the trouble of trying to repair the relationship. There is also no need to expect any benefits from us.”

Unjustified solicitude often hides ulterior motives.

Being always thoughtful, Zhuang Ruman, who rushed to apologize with a full smiling face, must be up to no good, having ulterior motives.

It was necessary to nip any attempt of his to repair the relationship in the bud.

Having his thoughts exposed all of a sudden, an awkward expression surfaced on Zhuang Ruman’s face, “Qingning, what are you talking about? I really have no ulterior motives. It’s just because of your aunt’s foolish action earlier that I’m bothered, so I came to apologize…”

‘”‘So my uncle is also bothered?”

Zhuang Qingning curled up the corner of her mouth, her face full of mockery, “The incident earlier was so big that almost half the village people came to watch the excitement. Uncle, you couldn’t have not heard it, could you?”

“Failing to stop my aunt earlier, you’re only saying now that you’re bothered, isn’t that hard to believe? Or did you deliberately let my aunt cause trouble for me?”

“Did you feel that if my aunt was desperate enough, she could extract benefits from me for you? If not, your aunt’s actions would only concern her, but not you. After that, you would come to apologize and it would really make you seem understanding and sensible.”

“Asking the village chief to accompany you is thoughtful. You’re eagerly apologizing, and if I were cold to you, the village chief would see me as unreasonable. But if I accepted your eggs, it would mean falling into your trap.” “Am I right?”

Zhuang Ruman’s face turned increasingly unsightly.

That wretched girl, after running a tofu business for a few days, was so sneaky that she saw things so clearly that all his plans were laid bare.

Zhuang Ruman cursed silently. When did Zhuang Qingning become so clever, and he also complained bitterly about Mrs. Song, who caused such a big trouble without consulting him.

If it weren’t for that stupid woman, things wouldn’t have come to this point!

Zhuang Jingye’s expression was also turning a bit ugly.

Previously, he didn’t mind playing the mediator for the sake of Zhuang Yuanren’s face, but now that Zhuang Qingning had pointed it out explicitly, he felt a little like being dictated by Zhuang Ruman.

Though he had a vague feeling about Zhuang Ruman’s intention of bringing him along, after Zhuang Qingning spoke so frankly, Zhuang Jingye found it hard to save face.

“I’ve said it before, this is your family’s matter, I should’ve stayed out of it. All I want is harmony within the village, but since you both have your own thoughts and plans, I can’t play the mediator anymore.”

Zhuang Jingye said this and turned his back and left.

Zhuang Ruman stomped his foot subtly, but he wasn’t willing to give up just yet, “Qingning…”

“Uncle, please go back.” Zhuang Qingning’s face was frigid: “This matter, it’s far from over.”

Not over?

Zhuang Ruman was taken aback.

What did she mean…

Hadn’t Zhuang Qingning, armed with the kitchen knife, chased Mrs. Song down the street for half a block was enough? What else did she want to do?

When Zhuang Ruman met Zhuang Qingning’s icy, murderous gaze, he couldn’t help but shiver.

“Sister.”

As Zhuang Ruman left the courtyard in a daze, Zhuang Qingsui hurriedly bolted the gate, rushed over, and grabbed her sister’s hand, “What did you mean by ‘it’s not over’…”

Could it be that Zhuang Qingning was really going to use the kitchen knife to injure Mrs. Song?

Scaring her was one thing, but ultimately they were residents of the same village and nothing serious would happen. However, if she was to actually hurt someone, wouldn’t she get arrested and penalized?

She had only her sister left as family. If Zhuang Qingning were to do something foolish, what would she do…

“Sister, you mustn’t do anything foolish…” As Zhuang Qingsui said this, tears streamed down her face..