Quick Transmigration: The Gossip Master Took the Black Lotus Script - Chapter 27

The next day.

When Shao Jing went out, he deliberately changed into a white shirt and black trousers, even carefully tidied up every strand of hair before stepping out right on time to collect a hoe.

The person in charge of distributing farm tools was the village secretary’s daughter. After finishing middle school, she had returned home. Among her peers in the village—most of whom only finished primary school—she could be considered highly educated.

The “highly educated” Zhang Xiaoguo was racking her brains, thinking of ways to stop her mother from forcing her into blind dates, when Shao Jing appeared.

“Comrade Xiaoguo, help me get a hoe.”

In order to show off his charm, Shao Jing even ran his hand through his hair, thinking smugly: Hah, no way you can resist this.

Zhang Xiaoguo was the woman he had reluctantly picked out after much consideration as someone barely worthy to carry his shoes.

Middle school education, delicate looks, and a father who was the village secretary—once they got together, surely she could secure him an easier job.

As for marriage? He never thought about it. With so many well-off city girls waiting for him, how could he give up the whole forest for a crooked tree?

Of course, he wouldn’t let her suffer either—he’d just leave her some money when the time came.

Shao Jing envisioned everything so perfectly. In his last life, he had done exactly the same—only the target was Duan Jia.

That girl gave him money, food, and care, her heart entirely tied to him. She even let him talk her into living together without a marriage certificate.

But behind her back, this scumbag not only flirted with other village girls but also contacted his old flame.

The old flame asked if he was willing to marry her. If he said yes, she would arrange for him to return to the city.

Shao Jing didn’t hesitate for even a second. He lied that his parents were sick, took all the money Duan Jia had saved, bought a ticket, and left.

When Duan Jia, worried something had happened, went to look for him, the other woman was already visibly pregnant.

If not for that, optimistic Duan Jia would never have chosen to end her own life.

Now, he wanted to use the same trick on another girl.

Unfortunately for him, he had miscalculated. Zhang Xiaoguo wasn’t like the other village girls. She detested pretentious people the most.

And she had a good relationship with Zhang Dahua. In the previous life, she had always been by Dahua’s side, reminding her constantly, so that even though Dahua was heartbroken, at least she hadn’t lost her innocence.

Now, she only held back from beating him up for her father’s sake—any talk of “favorable impressions” didn’t exist at all.

“Sign your name. Take it yourself!”

She tossed out the words coldly, then lowered her head again, thinking about how to outsmart her mother later.

Her reaction left Shao Jing stunned. After a few seconds in a daze, he slowly signed his name, grabbed a shabby hoe, and left for the fields, glancing back with every step.

Even when he started working, he still didn’t understand what went wrong. Just changing places, and suddenly he went from being everyone’s crush to everyone’s eyesore?

That didn’t make sense!

As he was lost in thought, he didn’t notice and brought the hoe down on his own right foot. A sharp cry of pain rang out, startling everyone in the field to look up—then shake their heads simultaneously.

White shirt, black trousers, black leather shoes… anyone who didn’t know better would think he was headed to a commune meeting. No wonder he ended up hurting himself.

Clutching his foot, Shao Jing could only hear the murmurs around him, his face burning red.

At that moment, Luo An came running quickly, carrying a child. “Where’s Da Niu’s family? This child fell!”

The moment everyone heard that Da Niu was hurt, they immediately forgot about Shao Jing’s embarrassment. Those with quicker legs had already dashed off to other fields to fetch his family.

Soon several people came running, an elderly woman crying as she ran. “Da Niu, my dear grandson, are you alright?”

The boy wasn’t really badly hurt—just frightened. After resting a bit, he came to his senses.

Especially when he saw his family arrive, the kid immediately burst into tears. “Grandma, Grandma, you almost lost your grandson!”

Hearing his loud and vigorous wailing, Luo An nearly laughed out loud.

His grandmother was a tough one. Hearing her grandson cursing like that, she smacked his plump bottom. “How dare you spout nonsense! How dare you spout nonsense!”

“It’s true! I wanted to catch a rabbit to bring home for you, but it was too fast—it ran right over the hill. I couldn’t stop and went headfirst into the ditch. If I had fallen in, how could I still be alive?”

The old lady caressed his head and face again and again, full of distress. “Blessed life, blessed life!”

But Da Niu brushed her hands away. “Blessed life, what? If Luo-jiejie hadn’t saved me, I’d already be with Grandpa now!”

Da Niu was clever. He described the scene so vividly and dangerously that the surrounding villagers all gasped in shock.

“Luo-jiejie, do you know martial arts? You were so cool! When I grow up, can I marry you?”

The onlookers laughed heartily. Da Niu’s grandmother smacked his arm. “Look at yourself! How dare you dream of marrying a beautiful girl like Luo Zhiqing!”

Da Niu pouted. “Grandma, Dad said I look just like you. If I’m ugly, what does that make you?”

Grandma Da Niu: …This child can’t be kept.

What started as a tragedy turned into comedy, and Luo An became the family’s savior.

When the commotion ended and everyone returned to work, they saw Shao Jing still squatting there clutching his foot, and they all sneered.

A man? Compared to Luo Zhiqing, he’s nothing.

Two appearance-obsessed girls, who had previously thought their mothers were being unfair when criticizing Shao Zhiqing, now realized the old women were right after all.

Men really couldn’t be judged by looks alone.

Shao Jing endured the pain in his toes, glanced with heartache at his scuffed shoes, and heard the mix of contempt toward him and praise for Luo An. He felt she was his nemesis!

That woman… must be removed.

Remembering something, a sinister smile crept onto his lips. Limping, he asked for leave and returned to the educated youth courtyard to write a long letter.

An hour later, using his injury as an excuse, he went to the commune.

“Host, that little rookie went to the commune. He wants to harm you.”

At this moment, Luo An was busy watching a farce, not paying attention to Shao Jing’s schemes. “Later, later—we’ll talk about it later.”

001 was speechless. It had never met a host like this. The enemy was already making moves, and she still had the mood to watch a show.

The quarrel was between a mother-in-law and daughter-in-law—everyone in the village knew about their bad bl00d.

The cause was simple: the mother-in-law was a troublemaker. On the wedding day itself, she found fault with everything. Later, she kept insisting her son “assert his authority as a husband,” demanding three meals a day be served to him. One would think the young bride had murdered her parents the way she begrudged her any happiness.

Fortunately, her son was sensible. No matter how his mother ranted, he never wronged his wife.

But good times didn’t last. When the young wife got pregnant, the husband went to a neighboring village for short-term work to earn money for extra nutrition. The mother-in-law took advantage of his absence to stir up trouble, causing the child to be born prematurely.

The baby survived, but was much weaker than other village children.

A woman may be weak, but a mother is strong. From then on, the young wife turned fierce. Whenever the old woman made trouble, she dared to fight back with her own hands.

The quarrels happened a few times every month. Everyone was tired of them, but better to have a show than none at all.

Especially for Luo An, who hadn’t seen much of the world—she didn’t just watch, she even directed the fight.