CHAPTER 206: CHAPTER 206: REVENGE

Seeing the two kids all pumped up to go fight, Lin Qiu Ping and Qi Zhiyuan each pulled a child back.

"Hold off on fighting for a moment, let’s talk about what’s going on first."

Then, Lin Yuanchu started chatting away.

After understanding what happened, Lin Qiu Ping paused for two seconds before asking, "Do you guys often get into fights with Miao Li?"

"No, we just can’t stand Miao Li not playing together with him."

"Why’s that?"

It’s surprising that kids can form cliques like this, it’s not good for unity.

"He likes to bully people, snatch things from others, and also likes to hit people with a slingshot. He even hit Zhouzhou’s head and made it bleed before."

Hearing this, Lin Qiu Ping and the others’ expressions turned serious.

Zhouzhou is a small child, just learning to walk, not able to speak clearly. Even though he chatters nonstop all day, few people can understand him.

Just a few days ago, while Zhouzhou’s mother went inside to drink some water, Zhouzhou suddenly cried. Coming out to check, they found the child on the ground, his forehead broken, blood flowing profusely.

How it happened was unclear; he couldn’t explain it.

Zhouzhou’s mother didn’t see anyone when she came out.

"Are you sure it was Miao Li who broke Zhouzhou’s head with a slingshot?"

"He said so himself."

This needs to be discussed further.

"Let’s go to Zhouzhou’s house."

"Take Zhouzhou and get revenge?"

Lin Yuanchu and Qi Jia’s eyes brightened; it’s no wonder they get along so well, their thoughts are perfectly in sync.

They have common language.

Lin Qiu Ping and the others were speechless, "We’ll talk about it when we get there."

Children think about revenge all day long; adults have more mature ways of resolving issues.

The two kids made a sound of agreement and were carried out of the courtyard by their fathers.

After walking quite a distance, little Lin Yuanchu belatedly remembered he hadn’t said thanks.

He immediately twisted his head under his father’s arm to shout at Yi Chichi, "Auntie, thank you, you’re the prettiest!"

While asking Wen Shi if he wanted to join in the fun, Yi Chichi burst out laughing and waved at him, "Listen to your dad."

Don’t open your mouth for revenge or say you’re going to beat him up.

"Okay~~~"

The elongated tone gradually faded away, and Yi Chichi watched the group slowly disappear from view. She asked Wen Shi, "They’re not going to fight, are they?"

"No."

They have discipline; they can’t just resolve things by fighting like kids do.

They would be criticized.

No one would make such a foolish mistake.

"Let’s leave, let them handle it on their own."

He pulled Yi Chichi back into the house, first checking her embroidery frame. Seeing that quite a bit of the kingfisher’s feathers had been embroidered, he looked displeased.

"Have you been embroidering all afternoon?"

"... A few hours."

It’s not totally wrong to say it was all afternoon. She stopped only after hearing Yuanchu’s cries; otherwise, she might not have even noticed when Wen Shi came back.

The man sneered, knowing full well her words carried some guilt.

"It’s not that you can’t embroider, but you should take a break when needed. Otherwise, it will be bad for your eyes and neck over time."

This is the truth, also showing concern.

Yi Chichi didn’t feel lectured, only warmed, and she didn’t think of talking back.

"Got it, I’ll be careful next time."

Actually, she exercises her eyes and neck every day. If you don’t take care in this profession, it’s easy to develop occupational diseases.

Seeing that she listened to reason, Wen Shi smiled, "What do you want for dinner?"

"Mixed noodles."

Looking for a change of taste.

"With lots of toppings."

"Teach me."

"Sure."

Then, the couple went to the kitchen. With Yi Chichi’s guidance, Wen Shi made two servings of mixed noodles.

The portions were large, and the taste wasn’t bad.

Wen Shi even fried her a soft-boiled egg, which made Yi Chichi not only satisfied but also filled her stomach.

"A bit too full."

She watched him bustle about, speaking slowly.

Wen Shi immediately understood; she meant it was time to go for a walk.

"I’ll do the dishes, then we’ll go out for a stroll."

"I want to visit the nearby village."

Oh?

Want to go to the village?

"What for?"

"To buy seafood and dried fruits to send back."

When the kingfisher is finished, it’ll be almost time to head back, so some things need to be prepared in advance.

They brought a ton of luggage coming here, but on the way back she doesn’t want to carry so much, preferring to travel light.

Wen Shi pondered for a moment, nodded, "Okay, I’ll go to the village with you."

The village they’re heading to is one he’s familiar with, a gathering place for ethnic minorities, with a clan chief.

Clan culture has no place in the North, but it’s different in the South.

The South is where clan culture is passed down intact, traditional culture and customs are also well preserved.

But that’s the future; for now, everyone’s pretty much poor.

There’s little difference between the clan chief and the clan members.

Wen Shi handled the negotiations because Yi Chichi didn’t speak the language.

She sat in a chair, watching Wen Shi converse fluently in the dialect with the old clan chief, feeling like she was listening to a foreign language.

Not sure what the two were specifically saying, a middle-aged man from the old clan chief’s house came out, and in less than half an hour, he returned carrying two sacks of goods on the ground, saying something to Wen Shi.

Wen Shi called Yi Chichi over, "Wife, come pick."

"Okay."

As soon as the sacks were opened, Yi Chichi’s eyes lit up.

So much seafood.

There’s dried abalone, dried squid, scallops, fish maw, palm-sized black tiger prawns, mantis shrimp, sea cucumber, and more.

The quality was all very good, many could be eaten directly.

She tried one of the prawns, nodding in satisfaction; it tasted great.

"Can we take it all?"

Wen Shi’s eyes widened in shock, "??? Take it all?"

These two sacks are quite a lot.

"Yes, take it all."

She nodded, looking up at him like a kitten, "We’re married, shouldn’t we give some to Uncle Captain and them to thank them for taking care of Mom and me?"

What she said made perfect sense.

Social reciprocation is just like that.

If it weren’t for Uncle Captain and them taking care of the old lady all these years, he wouldn’t have dared to confidently pursue his dreams and career.

"Buy!"

Yi Chichi beamed at him, her smile as bright as a sunflower.

Wen Shi felt a bit dizzy, but for such a smile from his wife, it was all worth it.

What followed was straightforward: negotiate the price and make the payment.

Then he was about to leave, carrying a sack in each hand, when Yi Chichi stopped him.

"Don’t rush off; ask the clan chief if they have any bird’s nests."

The island is one of the habitats for edible-nest swiftlets; if they didn’t come, it’d be fine, but since they’re here, she can’t leave without buying some to take back.

If she remembers correctly, bird’s nests aren’t expensive in this era.

The key issue now is whether they have any here.

Turns out they do.

Upon learning Wen Shi wanted to buy bird’s nests, the old clan chief talked a lot, and Yi Chichi, judging by his expression, guessed he was advising against buying.

But Wen Shi was determined, so the old clan chief had no choice but to instruct a young man to bring a bag of bird’s nests from inside.

They were also of good quality, the feathers had been cleaned thoroughly.

There were over four pounds in total, and Yi Chichi bought them all.

The price was indeed cheap, three dollars and two industrial vouchers.

On their way back, Yi Chichi asked and found out that currently, no one collects bird’s nests, and anyone who wants them can pick them from Yan Cave themselves.