The General's Little Peasant Wife

"All the hands of the uncles and aunts have ink because they are innocent, so they grab until the bottom, (14)while because you have a guilty heart, you did not touch until the bottom so how can your hand be tainted by ink?" Ning Meng Yao laughed as she gaze at Madam Luo, as if waiting for her to explain.

Madam Luo's face changed: "That….. You cannot say that it's me. I did not." Madam Luo stammered, did not admitting that she was the one who took.

Ning Meng Yao did not force her, only looking at her: "When you put your hand in, you must have thought that only you did not touch the bottom, then your hand would not have anything on it. But you did not thought that I would put ink on the bottom, did you? If you did not feel guilty, then why didn't you dare to touch?"

Madam Luo gapped and could not say anything. The person beside her could not see this: "That's right. Everybody got tainted hand, why is yours clean? You must've been guilty just like what Meng Yao girl said."

"I……. I………"

"You you you, you what? You daughter also grabbed, why did you not? Madam Luo, I did not think that you are this kind of person, actually stealing a maiden's things. How can you be guiltless?" Madam Yang glared at Madam Luo as she angrily spoke.

Yang Xiu Er looked at her own mother in disbelief. Was it really her mom who stole?

Yesterday morning, mom went out for a while and brought back many white rice, white noodle, even wild fruits. She asked and Madam Luo did not say anything, only telling her to not ask too much. Seeing it now, Madam Luo really did something bad.

"Go to Madam Luo's house." Yang Zhu gritted his teeth.

The villagers went to Madam Luo's house together and in the kitchen cabinet, there were white rice and white noodle, all kinds were half a bag full. There were written on each bag about what kind of rice each bag contained.

On the kitchen hanged a few marinated wild fruits.

Seeing those, the people turned silent. Before, they were only guessing, but now, there were proofs that it was the truth.

The villagers would sell their own white rice and white noodle, not leaving any behind to eat with the exception of wealthy people. What they ate was coa.r.s.e noodle and brown rice. Eating white rice and white noodle was only once in a while and only Ning Meng Yao could eat white rice and noodle daily.

The proof had presented itself before the ma.s.s and people looked at Madam Luo in disgust. Madam Luo did not know what should she do and now knew regret. She should not put the things in the kitchen, she should had hid them well. How could she be so stupid?

"It seems that the dinner your family ate is stolen from Ning Meng Yao's house." The person who wanted to call out Madam Luo's family before stared at them in irony.

Yang (7)Xiu Er stared at her mom, not knowing what to feel. Could she blame her mom?

She could not, so she could only be silent.

Though Yang Xiu Er did not say anything, Madam Luo's husband was angry. He walked forward and slapped Madam Luo's face.

"You said you bought these things. Is this your so called buying?" Yang Hua glared heatedly at Madam Luo. Once this words come out, it was acknowledging that she stole Ning Meng Yao's things.

The crowd (3)pointed at them and spoke among themselves. Yang Xiu Er knew that from now onward, her reputation would not be good, daughter of a thief.

Hehe, this was her mom.

"Girl, I am truly sorry."

Glancing at Yang Hua, Ning Meng Yao's mouth carried satire. Saying sorry now? Why not earlier? How could Yang Hua not know his family's condition? Madam Luo said she bought them and he just believed? What a fool.

Being stared at someone using this kind of gaze made Yang Hua's face dim. Yang Zhu who walked beside them seriously said: "Let's discuss how to solve this matter."

"I will return the things and compensate for the missing portion." Yang Hua immediately said.

Ning Meng Yao smiled instead: "Then what about her?"

They all looked at where Ning Meng Yao was pointing and it was where Madam Luo tripped onto the ground.

"This…… Girl, can you let go of your aunt this once? I will teach her well." Yang Hua awkwardly grabbed his hair and said with embarra.s.sment.

But Ning Meng Yao laughed with ridicule: "Let her go? How big is your face to make me let her go?"

The things stolen from the house was hers and now he wanted to lightly write off this matter. Did he took her as a fool?