TFWYH – Chapter 107 Suffering the consequences

“Fine!”

Li Dashan stopped in his tracks.

Seeing that he knew his place, Widow Hong leaned in close and whispered to Tang Wan: “Earlier this morning, that wretched girl Zhang Tao came to me, asking to buy that kind of incense.”

Tang Wan couldn’t help but think—being the kind of girl who instantly understood hidden meanings was really exhausting.

She didn’t want to understand, but she just did.

That kind of incense?

An aphrodisiac incense, of course!

“…And then?”

Widow Hong said, “So I sold it to her! Easy money—why turn it down? But after she left, the more I thought about it, the fishier it seemed. Since that girl has a crush on Young Master Yu, I rushed over to tell him. And guess what—he had me and Ling Chen carry him into Madam Jiang’s room, then told Ling Chen to lure Old Man Ling over.”

Tang Wan: “…And then?”

Widow Hong: “Then your Young Master Yu showed just how devious he is—he had Ling Chen serve Old Man Ling a bowl of water, and the old man promptly fell asleep. Not long after, Zhang Tao came. She lit the incense in his room, then went in herself. And the rest… well, you’ve seen the result.”

Tang Wan: …

Damn, my husband’s incredible!

A black sesame dumpling indeed!

He even manipulated little Ling Chen into helping, all while keeping himself out of sight!

What a beast.

I love it!

She wondered if Ling Chen would grow up with psychological trauma from all this.

“If I’d known, I never would have sold her the incense—but at the time, I just didn’t realize,” Widow Hong said, clearly regretful, though her eyes gleamed with schadenfreude.

Tang Wan gave her a speechless look, about to say something, when Lady Liu’s voice shrieked from inside the courtyard again.

But this time she wasn’t cursing Zhang Tao—she was accusing Madam Jiang, calling her shameless for pimping out her own father-in-law.

“Hold this for me!” Tang Wan quickly shoved the bucket of milk into Widow Hong’s hands and strode inside.

Only then did Widow Hong realize what was in the bucket. Catching the strong smell, she gagged in disgust.

“Wan-niang’s back,” a villager called out upon spotting Tang Wan.

The courtyard instantly went silent.

Tang Wan’s gaze swept coldly over Lady Liu as she wordlessly positioned herself in front of Madam Jiang.

Lady Liu shrank back nervously, but soon puffed up again, trying to sound justified: “What are you staring at? Your whole Second Branch is rotten to the core—pimping out the old man—and you dare glare at me?”

Expressionless, Tang Wan flicked her eyes toward Old Man Ling before replying, “Oh? Was I the one who pinned him down onto Zhang Tao?”

“You… you…”

“You two were fornicating in my home—what, treating it like a brothel? And now you dare flip the blame onto me? Think I’m easy to bully?”

With that, Tang Wan stepped forward, flexing her wrist, looking ready for a fight.

Terrified, Lady Liu stumbled back several steps and hid behind the village head, poking her head out to shout: “It was your Ling Chen who called my husband over!”

“Oh.” Tang Wan nodded, then beckoned to little Ling Chen.

He trotted over, looking bewildered.

Tang Wan asked him, “Did you call your grandpa here?”

“Mm-hm.” Ling Chen nodded earnestly. “Big Brother wanted to make a crutch. Grandpa used to be a carpenter, so he wanted his help.”

Hearing this, Tang Wan turned to Old Man Ling. “Grandpa, is that true?”

The old man gave a stiff nod, his wrinkled face flushed with shame. “When I came, Yu-er wasn’t there. Chen had me wait in the room. Later, I got tired and fell asleep. In a daze, I thought I smelled some kind of fragrance, and when I woke up…”

Here, he glanced at Zhang Tao, curling his lips. “I’m not the kind of man to mess around—I don’t know what kind of filthy trick this girl used!”