Rebirth: Back To 1990s novel Chapter 59

"Celia is smart. If she had been at school, she would have been admitted by the University."

Hardy's face turned red. He had never said such words to any girl. Although Celia didn't go to high school, he thought that the word "smart" was made for her.

"This is the first time that Hardy said someone was smart. Celia, what are you doing here? Are you looking for Horace?"

The village head's family members were nice to Celia. Celia was of the same age as Hardy, but she had already earned a living by herself, so Hardy's wife felt sorry for her.

"No, aunt. I'm here for you."

Celia said.

"Looking for me? What can I do for you?"

"Well, here is the thing. I've been buying eggs recently, and from today on I'll also buy chickens. 10 dollars per chicken, and the chicken should weigh above 2.5 kilo. Do you want to sell them?"

Celia came straight to the point. After all, it was not a shameful thing. If she wanted to sell it, Celia was happy. If not, Celia wouldn't force her.

"10 dollars?"

The village head's wife, Cora, was immediately attracted by her words.

"That's right. But you can keep them if you want to have eggs."

"I'll sell one!"

Cora didn't think much about it. She went to the yard and found a medium-sized chicken, which seemed to be about 2.5 kilograms.

"See, Celia? It is 2.8 kilo."

Cora put the scale highly in front of Celia.

"Aunt, you don't have to show it to me. I trust you!"

She didn't expect that Cora was so kind that she sold a chicken for her immediately.

"Aunt, I didn't bring any money with me. I will give you money after I take the chicken back, okay?"

She went out in a hurry, so she didn't have any money with her now. Moreover, she didn't plan to buy the chicken in the first place. She just wanted to check on Sharon. But she hadn't seen him by now.

"Okay, no problem."

"Mom, I'll walk Celia home. I'll take the money back as well."

It was rare for Hardy to be so active.

"Good idea. You can bring chicken for Celia."

It was rare for his son to be so active. He was different since he met a beautiful girl like Celia. Looking at her son's change, Cora was so happy.

"Thank you, Hardy!"

Celia thanked Hardy. She planned to refuse him, but thinking that she would need his help when she took part in the college entrance examination. She had to ask him questions at that time. So she couldn't turn him down.

"You're welcome."

Hardy smiled with a blushing face. He had heard from the Tang family that Sue did not like Celia and even beat her. He did not expect that after only a few years, the little girl grew up and was busy dealing with business by herself, which was better than many men who only knew to bury themselves in farmlands. He looked at Celia with admiration. She was beautiful and tough.

"Aunt, may I ask you one more question? Hasn't Mr. Sharon come back yet?"

Celia couldn't help asking before leaving.

"I don't know. I didn't see him this morning. Something wrong?"

"Nothing. I just want to ask him a question. See you later, aunt."

Celia's eyes were filled with disappointment. She did not expect that Sharon was so stubborn. Would he really leave the village like this? If Horace knew that, she would be really afraid that she would be driven out of the village.

"Celia, Mr. Sharon is your friend?"

As dull as Hardy was, he could tell that Celia had felt disappointed when she heard Cora's answer.

"No. He saved me once, so he is just a casual acquaintance."

Celia didn't think much about it.

"It's said all the girls in our village want to marry him."

It sounded that Hardy wanted to fish out something from Celia.

"Really? I'm so busy that I don't have time to pay attention to the gossip in the village."

Besides, Sharon was a college student and rich, so he was indeed the man of their dreams.

"Celia, I'm not a gossip like anyone else. I just think that any girl would like such an excellent man like Mr. Sharon."

Hardy hastened to explain himself. He was afraid that Celia would misunderstand him of a gossiping man.

"I know you, Hardy. But I'm a little different from the other girls. I don't have the time to think about these right now. If I don't take my time to make money, my mother and I will be starving in the next meal."

Some girls would like to find a good man in their whole life, but she was different. She wanted to find the best version of herself and then looked for her Mr. Right.

"Oh, it was my fault. I shouldn't have asked you this question."

Hardy carried the eggs and followed Celia. They kept silent for a while. When they approached Celia's house, they saw the onlookers standing at the door. Celia had a bad feeling. 'Did something happen to Wendy?'

"Mom, mom..."

Celia broke through the crowd and saw Wendy fall on the ground. There was blood on her forehead. And Lucy was inside the room with a livid face.

"Mom, are you okay?"

Celia felt sorry for her mother. She just left her house for a short while, but her mother was bullied.

"I, I'm fine."

Wendy covered her wound and didn't want her daughter to see that.

"You are bleeding! How can you be okay?"

Lucy was so arrogant that she bullied a her mother in broad daylight.

"Did you do that?"

Celia glared at Lucy with hatred.

"Not me. She hit herself."

Lucy didn't feel sorry at all. Instead, she said confidently.

"Are you kidding me? How could my mother hurt herself like that?"

Anger flooded through Celia, and she was no longer hold it back this time. It was just a waste of time to talk to this kind of person. Although she was a civilized person from the 21st century, facing such bully, she could only resort to violence.

She took a willow branch behind the door and slapped it on Lucy's face without hesitation.

"Ah!"

It was much more painful than hitting by the whips. Everyone on the street heard her screech.

The people standing at the door were totally shocked to see this scene. At this moment, Celia was not like a girl at all. She was like a lion that had just woken up. She looked somewhat ferocious and terrifying, making people dare not approach her.

"You don't have to work? Why do you surround here?"

Horace appeared at the firewood room. At the same time, Hardy was sweating with a chicken in his hand.

"Mr. Horace, you must seek justice for me. That bitch, she offended me first. She not only disrespected me, but also beat me with that branch. Look at my face!"

Lucy screeched, as if she was the victim.