Chapter 727 - 723: Punching Bag (First Update) - From Folly to Fortune:I Rewrite My Life After Rebirth! - NovelsTime

From Folly to Fortune:I Rewrite My Life After Rebirth!

Chapter 727 - 723: Punching Bag (First Update)

Author: Lu Chengfeng
updatedAt: 2026-01-24

CHAPTER 727: CHAPTER 723: PUNCHING BAG (FIRST UPDATE)

"That’s only natural!" Luo Xiu’er glanced at Wang Dali.

Wang Dali looked dirtier today than he did a few days ago.

A worn and shabby outfit, emitting a pungent smell, accompanied by hair on his head that looked slick with grease.

Luo Xiu’er felt disgusted just looking at him.

However, the more disgusted she felt, the more pleased she became, because it was all prepared for Feng Xiaohua.

Wasn’t Yu Liulang saying that Feng Xiaohua was pure? She wanted to turn Feng Xiaohua into a woman who everyone would scorn.

"I really like your straightforwardness, you’re ruthless! Luo Xiu’er, you’re definitely going to accomplish big things," Wang Dali said.

Luo Xiu’er lightly curled the corner of her lips, her eyes suddenly filled with a fierce look.

Wang Dali, feeling bored, had no idea when Feng Xiaohua would come into the room, so he simply didn’t bother taking off his shoes and lay down on Luo Xiu’er’s kang to sleep.

Luo Xiu’er glared fiercely at Wang Dali.

"What are you doing? This is my kang."

"What’s yours or mine, aren’t you going to have me and Feng Xiaohua do something later? You wouldn’t let me do it on the floor, would you?

You might want to, but I don’t, Feng Xiaohua’s skin is soft and tender, what if she gets bruised? This kang is so comfortable, let me and Feng Xiaohua use it, you won’t lose anything.

Besides, if you have nothing to do, then get out; remember to bring me a big bowl of rice later, I need to eat to have strength, or else..."

Wang Dali was indirectly threatening Luo Xiu’er.

Luo Xiu’er squinted her eyes, thinking: Go ahead, be arrogant, be smug, after tonight, Wang Dali will have to die.

"Brother Wang, I’m just joking with you, why are you so agitated?" Luo Xiu’er lowered her voice, looking pitifully at Wang Dali.

"I have a bad temper, you’d better not joke with me, get out quickly if you have nothing to do! Stop being a nuisance here."

Wang Dali showed not the slightest hint of compassion.

But precisely because of this, Luo Xiu’er felt at ease.

This Wang Dali was not interested in her, so he certainly wouldn’t be soft with Feng Xiaohua.

Everything was going according to Luo Xiu’er’s plan.

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Feng Xiaohua had gone early to the Luo family’s kitchen to help Luo Xiu’er with dinner.

She also wanted to see if Luo Xiu’er would tamper with the food, as Shuangshuang had said, Luo Xiu’er had a history of this, and the likelihood of her using drugs was very high.

Fortunately, Feng Xiaohua found no issues, so dinner could proceed as usual.

As dusk fell, dinner was ready!

From the Old Yu family, not as Luo Xiu’er said, the whole family didn’t come; the second branch just sent Mrs. Li, along with Yu Liulang’s family, Mu Dashan, Yu Si Niang, and Mu Shuangshuang.

The rest were having dinner at their own homes.

Yu Si Niang couldn’t sit still; as soon as she arrived at the Old Luo family, she eagerly helped set the table and arrange the dishes.

As for Mrs. Li, since the dishes came out, her eyes had been glued to the food on the table.

If not for so many people being present, her mouth would have started watering.

Mu Shuangshuang, being the quietest person in the room, didn’t say a word.

But even so, Luo Xiu’er still noticed the silent Mu Shuangshuang by the side.

At the moment she saw Mu Shuangshuang, Luo Xiu’er subtly frowned.

She really disliked Mu Shuangshuang; from the first time she met Mu Shuangshuang, she didn’t like her.

Always felt that Mu Shuangshuang’s presence would ruin her plans.

Mu Shuangshuang also knew that Luo Xiu’er wouldn’t like her, but she wasn’t anxious; she wasn’t there to see Luo Xiu’er today, she was there to get back at her and seek revenge.

"Brother Liu Lang, why didn’t the boy who came with Shuangshuang come?" Luo Xiu’er asked with a smile.

Yu Liulang was taken aback; he didn’t expect Luo Xiu’er to ask about Lu Yuanfeng.

After pondering for a moment, Yu Liulang spoke, "Fengzi is at his own home, Shuangshuang came to pick up my brother-in-law and Fourth Sister; they’ll be heading back to Er Gui Village tomorrow."

Luo Xiu’er nodded. "I saw that Shuangshuang seemed to have a good relationship with that boy; I thought he would come too."

"Not at all," Yu Liulang shook his head.

"Everyone, please take your seats; my parents should be coming out to eat soon," Luo Xiu’er said.

Mrs. Li, looking at Luo Xiu’er talking with Yu Liulang, remembered the bracelet Luo Xiu’er had given her; she had not helped Luo Xiu’er yet, so Mrs. Li decided she must help Luo Xiu’er tonight.

It’s best to make Yu Liulang uncomfortable and make Feng Xiaohua heartache.

"Xiuxiu, why are you so dim-witted, wanting to go outside? Life outside isn’t easy, I heard you plan to wash laundry for people; I’m telling you, it’s not a good job.

Just look at your second sister-in-law’s hands, how rough they are, all from washing clothes; look at your soft and tender hands, after a few days, they’ll turn into old tree bark."

Mrs. Li held Luo Xiu’er’s hand, stroking it back and forth.

While stroking, she praised Luo Xiu’er.

Beside her, Feng Xiaohua touched her own rough hands and felt defeated by Luo Xiu’er in this aspect alone.

Women are always like this, unable to resist comparing themselves to other women, even knowing this person has no relation with her man.

They just can’t help it.

But Yu Liulang genuinely liked Feng Xiaohua, and these trivial matters were nothing to him.

He held Feng Xiaohua’s hand and said softly, "Xiao Hua, we’re doing just fine now, not worse than anyone."

Yu Liulang’s words instantly calmed Feng Xiaohua’s heart.

This, however, turned Luo Xiu’er’s expression sour; yet, she had to force a smile and take care of everyone.

"Xiuxiu, don’t listen to Lao Liu, that crude person’s words; we women should be beautiful and clean, not dealing with those chickens and ducks all day; it’s dirty and smelly, what a sight."

Mrs. Li said with a mocking expression.

Her target of mockery was Feng Xiaohua.

Feng Xiaohua’s father was crippled, working the fields, farming, it wasn’t as quick as a normal person’s hands and feet.

The Feng family relied on Feng Xiaohua’s chicken and duck rearing to make money.

The whole village, the best at raising chickens and ducks was Feng Xiaohua.

Even after Feng Xiaohua married into the Old Yu family, the family’s chicken coop and duck pen were managed by Feng Xiaohua.

However, this also became a reason for Mrs. Li to attack Feng Xiaohua.

Feng Xiaohua, with a pale face, did not rebut Mrs. Li’s words.

Standing by, Mu Shuangshuang sighed inwardly; her Sixth Aunt was just like her mother, bullied in her in-laws’ house.

How can this be?

One has to be tougher than the wicked, clear on love and hate, to live a carefree life.

"Second Sister-in-law, what do you mean by this? What’s wrong with raising chickens and ducks? Is it worse or more pitiful than anything else?

Shuangshuang always says that no work is beneath anyone, as long as you can support yourself and don’t trouble others, it’s enough," Yu Liulang refuted.

Mu Shuangshuang nodded with satisfaction.

Her Sixth Uncle was still more straightforward than her father; whoever dared attack his wife would be put in her place in a moment.

"You..." Mrs. Li’s face turned red.

She glared fiercely at Yu Liulang, then continued, "Who says work isn’t beneath anyone? Are those beggars on the street noble? Are the ’courtesans’ in the brothel noble?"

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