After Transmigrating Into An Idiot - Chapter 12

Qiu Liang fumed inwardly. This woman probably had no intention of letting her leave.

If her earlier guess was correct, Song Jianshuang had approached her with another motive.

Now, whatever Song Jianshuang wanted from her had yet to reveal itself. How could she possibly let Qiu Liang leave so easily?

Qiu Liang held it in for a long while before finally calming herself down. “In that case, return that one-hundred-tael banknote to me first.” For now, she could only take things slowly.

Song Jianshuang let out a soft laugh and said unhurriedly, “Miss Qiu has pretended to be stupid for too long. Perhaps your brain still hasn’t caught up yet, so I’ll kindly remind you. You have already sold yourself into slavery. I am your master. In other words, you and everything you own belong to me. Of course, you may still have silver on you, such as silver I reward you with when I’m in a good mood.”

“Song Jianshuang, don’t go too far!”

Qiu Liang gritted her teeth. Were those even human words?

Did this woman think she was a lump of mud she could knead however she liked?

Song Jianshuang, however, ignored Qiu Liang completely. She got up, blew out the candle, and went straight to bed.

After that round of coaxing and intimidation just now, she did not believe Qiu Liang could still disregard everything and leave.

Even if she wanted to leave, she would need silver. And now the silver was back in Song Jianshuang’s hands.

Qiu Liang indeed no longer intended to flee rashly. After all, that enormous sum of one hundred taels had been scammed back. A miscalculation. How had she believed this woman’s nonsense?

Beautiful and kind-hearted? More like beautiful and black-hearted.

“Hey, where am I sleeping?”

“My name is not ‘hey.’ You should call me Master,” Song Jianshuang said from the bed, finally in a better mood.

Qiu Liang could not help pinching her own philtrum. She was truly afraid this woman would anger her into fainting.

She was a modern person, yet she had fallen so low as to be bullied by an ancient woman. How could that be acceptable?

Fine. If you’re heartless, don’t blame me for being unrighteous. Her heart hardened, and in a few quick steps, she rushed onto the bed, lay down, squeezed in, and reached out to pull the blanket over herself.

Song Jianshuang, who had suddenly been squeezed to the inside and lost her blanket: !!!

Was this fool trying to rebel?

“Qiu Liang, do you need me to remind you again? I am the master, and you are the servant. Who gave you the courage to climb into bed and even steal your master’s blanket?”

Qiu Liang silently rolled her eyes and said nothing. If she did not sleep on the bed, where was she supposed to sleep?

Song Jianshuang was furious and threatened, “Do you believe I’ll have the guards hidden in the shadows come out and deal with you? If you know what’s good for you, get down from there.”

Qiu Liang rolled herself around in the blanket and opened her mouth. “Ah-ba, ah-ba, ah-ba…”

She had decided. From today onward, she would be a real fool.

Song Jianshuang: “…”

Was biting someone to death illegal?

Of course biting someone to death was illegal, and Song Jianshuang had no way to deal with Qiu Liang when she was determined to play stupid. She took several deep breaths, got out of bed, and brought another blanket back.

When she returned to the bed, she saw that her pillow had also been occupied by Qiu Liang.

Song Jianshuang’s reason completely abandoned her. She forgot all about proper conduct and the bearing of a young lady from a great family.

“Qiu Liang! Give me back my pillow.”

Qiu Liang wrapped herself tightly in the blanket with one hand and grabbed the pillow with the other, closing her eyes as she babbled nonsense. “Ah-ba, ah-ba-ba…”

Not listening, not listening. She was a fool. If this woman did not return the silver to her, she would play stupid to the end.

Song Jianshuang nearly failed to catch her breath and was almost stunned senseless with anger on the spot.

This fool was going to anger her to death.

While their side was in chaos, on the other side, Qiu the Lame returned home.

Before he could sit down, Qiu Ming hurriedly scrambled up and asked, “Father, did Miss Song lend you silver? Why didn’t Third Sister come back with you?”

Qiu the Lame let out a long breath and nodded. “She gave forty taels. From now on, you had better strive a little. Your old man still wants to live a few more years.”

Qiu Ming’s eyes immediately lit up. That Miss Song really did have silver.

No one knew a son better than his father. Seeing Qiu Ming like this, Qiu the Lame knew his son was having crooked thoughts again.

“Stop making your petty calculations. Although the Song clan appears to ignore Miss Song, in truth, they don’t dare let anything happen to her. In the end, she is still a young lady from an official family. We can’t afford to provoke her.”

“Father, what are you saying? How would I dare set my sights on Miss Song? From now on, I’ll definitely turn over a new leaf and properly show filial respect to you and Mother.” Qiu Ming’s mouth was full of pleasant words, and he lowered his head to hide the schemes in his eyes.

What if the Song clan did not know he was the one who did it? Or what if they had no evidence to accuse him?

Qiu the Lame was tired after all this trouble and waved his hand. “As long as you know what’s good for you. Go rest. Who knows when your mother and the others will come back.”

His old wife should be able to entangle a few taels of silver from the in-laws. Although the Qiu family’s reputation would sound rather bad afterward, as long as the silver was in their hands, that was what mattered. They could talk about the future later.

Having a few more taels of silver saved at home was never a bad thing.

Qiu the Lame did not care at all about what the in-laws thought. Since they had married their daughter into the Qiu family, Eldest Son was their son-in-law. As the old saying went, a son-in-law was half a son. When their daughter’s husband’s family encountered trouble, how could the in-laws stay out of it?

It was not until the latter half of the night that Madam Bai finally returned with her eldest son, Qiu Guang.

Hearing the movement, Qiu the Lame saw that his eldest daughter-in-law, Madam Liu, and his granddaughter, Little Bean, had not returned. He could not help frowning.

“Why did only you and Eldest Son come back?” Could it be that his old wife had made too ugly a scene and fallen out with the in-laws?

Madam Bai cursed as she said, “That jinx who eats inside and crawls outside only listens to her mother. She said she’ll only come back when we return the money. Those heaven-cursed things only took out two taels of silver.”

In any case, her grandson Little Stone was at their house. She refused to believe her eldest daughter-in-law could harden her heart and abandon her son.

As for her granddaughter, that money-losing brat could stay away forever. Let the in-laws help raise her.

Qiu the Lame’s head hurt from the noise. He threw the forty taels of silver to Madam Bai. “Stop shouting nonsense. Hurry and sleep.”

Madam Bai took the silver and immediately leaned close to the oil lamp, weighing it again and again.

“His father, where did you get this silver?” Her voice paused, then she seemed to think of something and instantly shouted, “Well, well, Qiu the Lame! You dared to hide private money from me behind my back! This old woman works herself half to death serving this whole family, and you—”

“Shut up. This is the money from selling Liang girl. Where would I get so much silver to hide from you?” Qiu the Lame roared. One after another—could these people not let him have a moment of peace?

Sooner or later, this stupid old woman would anger him to death.

Madam Bai was startled into hiccupping by his roar. She stopped putting on an act and shouting, sniffled, and asked, “Who did you sell her to?” That fool could be worth this much silver?

Qiu the Lame snapped irritably, “Who else? Miss Song.”

“You sold Liang girl for only forty taels? Miss Song isn’t short on money. No, this old woman is going to talk sense with her.”

Madam Bai bit each piece of silver in her hand, then got up and wanted to go next door. If it were someone else, perhaps it would not work, but Song Jianshuang was a young lady from the capital. Her skin had to be thin. If Madam Bai made a bigger fuss, maybe she could squeeze out more silver.

Qiu the Lame pressed his forehead and shouted, “If you want to be driven out of this village by the Song clan, then go ahead and make trouble.”

Madam Bai’s steps stopped, but she still argued, “It’s not as serious as you say. That young lady from the capital can still lower herself to argue with a married woman like me?”

Even if she argued, so what? Could she outcurse Madam Bai?

Qiu the Lame fell silent for a moment. No one knew what he thought of, but his tone softened. “Settle Second Son’s matter first. We’ll talk tomorrow. Hurry and sleep.”

His old wife was right too. Even if Liang girl had been sold, in name, she was still his daughter. Since she now lived next door, if the family had no rice for the pot, could she as a daughter refuse to help?

Liang girl was a fool and did not understand these customs, but Miss Song was not stupid. Surely she could not be completely unconcerned about reputation and face.

As for the Song clan, if they really came to their door, he would beat his old wife as a show. That was about the only use a married woman had.

Only then did Madam Bai quiet down. She spat into her palm and continued weighing the forty taels of silver again and again.

“One, two, three, four—aiyo, biting them made my teeth hurt. I need to get a scale.”

Qiu the Lame’s heart clogged. This stupid woman. He pulled the quilt over his head and pretended he could not hear anything.

By the time the rain stopped, the sky had also begun to brighten faintly.

Qiu Liang was sleeping soundly when someone kicked her.

She clutched her waist in confusion and opened her eyes. The memories of last night surfaced in her mind.

The next second, she abruptly sat up.

“Song Jianshuang, you kicked me!”

Song Jianshuang stood before the bed. “What, not pretending to be stupid anymore? Since you’re awake, hurry and make breakfast. You don’t look like a maid at all.”

Qiu Liang closed her eyes and repeated her old trick. “Ah-ba, ah-ba…”

…Song Jianshuang took a deep breath. “Make breakfast. One tael of silver a day.”

Qiu Liang ground her teeth. This hateful woman!

She was using silver to tempt her again!

Of course, she would not make things difficult for silver!

Qiu Liang obediently went to the kitchen. Song Jianshuang sat down at the table and thought to herself that as long as this fool had silver in her eyes, things would be fine.