CHAPTER 445: CHAPTER 442: THEATER DISTURBANCE (SECOND UPDATE)

After all, they’re people who have never truly loved, Mu Shuangshuang and Lu Yuanfeng exchanged a glance and spoke simultaneously.

"Xiao Nan is right! Being with someone you love, the place isn’t the key, and the kind of life you live doesn’t matter."

Xing Beichen seemed to understand, but he still had a question.

"If it’s poverty, would you still be willing? Isn’t there an old saying that poverty dims every aspect of a married couple’s life?"

This question needed Mu Shuangshuang to answer.

"Logically, it shouldn’t matter! But between Fengzi and me, there’s no such pressure! We won’t let ourselves live in poverty, and we certainly won’t let ourselves starve."

"That’s right, with me here, I won’t let Shuangshuang go hungry! Although we’re not wealthy, if we have kids in the future, we can send them to school, and there’s no issue with having enough to eat and wear."

Lu Yuanfeng and Mu Shuangshuang shared similar values; neither had considered being together just to suffer.

Life is short, be able to work and also learn to enjoy.

At this point, Xing Beichen finally understood.

He grinned widely, genuinely admiring Mu Shuangshuang and Lu Yuanfeng from deep inside.

At this moment, the Wang Family’s theater stage had already started, having prepared all day, everyone was heading to watch the play.

The Wang Family was the wealthiest in Er Gui Village, and the quality of the troupe they hired was respectable.

Approaching, you could hear the operatic singing from the stage.

Because it was the Mid-Autumn Festival, the villagers quietly listened to the opera, none of them moved close to sit on the chairs under the stage.

Those were prepared for the ghosts.

By now, presumably, the whole village had arrived. The Old Wang Family’s courtyard walls had been torn down three days ago, just to avoid crowding the villagers.

Mu Shuangshuang was not familiar with opera and hadn’t been influenced by it; she wouldn’t have come if Fu Xiaonan hadn’t asked her directly today.

Fortunately, in the afternoon, she baked a batch of cookies, listening to the opera now, munching on cookies to pass the time.

The Wang Family provided water and sunflower seeds, and the villagers were cracking, cracking sunflower seeds.

Mu Shuangshuang and her group mingled among them, eating cookies and listening to the opera.

"Mom, hurry up, if we miss the front row, I won’t be able to see."

The loud noise came from behind.

Mu Xiangxiang had changed into a peach-colored dress, making herself up like a peach blossom, the makeup on her face extremely thick, bright red rouge visible from far away.

"Xiangxiang, wait for Mom, Mom will take you with her!"

Old Mrs. Mu was chasing after Mu Xiangxiang from behind, but after all, she was elderly, soon panting heavily.

Finally reaching the Wang Family’s courtyard, seeing everyone gathered together, Mu Xiangxiang squeezed forward. She stepped on others’ feet several times without a word of apology and continued pushing ahead.

Mu Xiaohan saw Mu Xiangxiang’s figure and tugged at Mu Shuangshuang’s sleeve. "Sis, that’s our little aunt!"

"Shh, Xiao Han, listen to the opera, don’t talk!"

At times like these, Mu Shuangshuang didn’t want to acknowledge knowing Mu Xiangxiang.

"Oh!" Mu Xiaohan lowered his head, and then Lu Yuanfeng reached out his hand, picked up Mu Xiaohan, and lifted him onto his shoulders.

In this way, he could clearly see the stage.

Lu Yuanfeng was originally standing in a corner spot, with no one behind him, so this move did not obstruct others from watching opera.

The sensation of being lifted made Mu Xiaohan a bit nervous, but being able to see the stage made it not as important.

Mu Xiaohan was not tall, when standing among the crowd, he was completely submerged.

But he was quite well-behaved, even if he couldn’t see, he didn’t make a sound, while Yuanbao and Little Zhi couldn’t see, so they moved to the front.

The two picturesque young children spoke politely, so even when cutting in line, the villagers generously forgave Yuanbao and Little Zhi.

Mu Xiangxiang didn’t have this favor; she rarely appeared in the village, and usually didn’t engage with these villagers, so naturally, she wasn’t liked.

Mu Xiangxiang stood at the front for a while, felt bored, saw the empty rows of chairs ahead, no one sitting, with a sneer inside:

These poor wretches, even with chairs to sit in, don’t know to sit, insisting on standing—what servility!

Thus, Mu Xiangxiang walked up front, chose the most comfortable spot, and sat openly, unashamedly eating from the snacks on the table.

Witnessing this, the villagers were nearly fuming.

On stage, the actor singing momentarily forgot their lines.

With a face full of terror, they stared at Mu Xiangxiang.

"Get off!" the performer mouthed silently to Mu Xiangxiang.

Mu Xiangxiang rolled her eyes, pretending not to see.

The villagers began to gossip.

"Old Mu Family’s youngest daughter is way too much, obviously meant for ghosts to sit, what’s she doing joining in?"

"That’s right, such an important day, everyone doesn’t dare laugh aloud, and here she comes, dressed gaudy, like a temptress."

"After all, isn’t it because the Old Mu Family’s upbringing is poor, treating a young daughter like treasure? The other day, I even saw Old Mrs. Mu bullying the daughter of the third branch for that youngest daughter."

"Ay, what a sin, quickly get her down!"

Old Mrs. Mu was on the outskirts, unable to move inside, asking the villagers to make way, yet they were unwilling, stubbornly holding their place, not giving Old Mrs. Mu any leeway.

After a while, you could hear Mu Xiangxiang wailing from beyond the crowd.

"Mom, save me, murder! They’re committing murder..."

Mu Xiangxiang was held up by two strong men from the village, like a fat pig, one holding her head and the other grabbing her feet, the scene was quite humiliating.

The crowd spontaneously opened a path, allowing the strong men to throw Mu Xiangxiang out.

Just then, Old Mrs. Mu stood at the end, seeing her daughter being carried like livestock, she instantly fumed with anger!

"You, you, what are you doing? Let go of my daughter!"

Old Mrs. Mu charged forward like a mad mother dog, wildly scratching at the two strong men.

The strong men winced in pain, losing their grip, releasing their hold, letting Mu Xiangxiang fall to the ground.

Her rear felt shattered.

Mu Xiangxiang clutched her backside, wailing loudly.

"Wuuu... it hurts... Mom, they’re bullying me!"

By ’they,’ Mu Xiangxiang meant all villagers, whereas Old Mrs. Mu assumed it was just the two strong men in front of her.

"Cao Dafu, Zhang Dahai! How dare you bully the daughter of the Old Mu Family, I, this old lady, will fight you!"

Without asking why, Old Mrs. Mu charged at the two strong men, scratching furiously.

Both men were honest folk, not daring to retaliate, enduring Old Mrs. Mu’s fury, even having a chunk of flesh torn off their arms.

Such a commotion caused everyone to turn around.

"Old Mrs. Mu, what are you up to, why bully those two kids!" the same village’s Granny Zhao questioned.

"What am I up to? Why not ask what these beasts did, bullying our Xiangxiang, these dogs, thinking that with our Old Mu Family’s men absent, we’d fear you all? Dream on, whoever bullies our Xiangxiang, I’ll be ready for a fight!"