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Starting from the moment they left, Old Zhou mentioned the duck that was served, and both Shi Tian and Li Ziyu's appetites were instantly whetted, leading them to devour two more bowls of rice.
What about Aunt Huang? As she took a bite of eggplant, Shi Tian casually shifted the conversation to her. Old Zhou was quite the coward! He had stolen someone else's widow's duck to entertain them, engaging in such unscrupulous behavior while dragging them along—what a disgrace!
Aunt Huang was quite pitiful; she had married not long before her husband went off to work. He had been gone for years without a word. Some said he had started a family elsewhere, while others claimed he had met with an accident on the construction site. Over the years, Aunt Huang had searched several times but found no clues.
When Shi Tian brought this up, Li Ziyu jumped in to answer. Li Ziyu certainly had a curious mind; she knew all about Cha Dong and its secrets! A year ago, her husband returned, but only to divorce her. That scoundrel had found someone else and had a three-year-old son who needed to be registered for school. That was why he came back to divorce Aunt Huang. Shaking his head with a sigh, Old Zhou added that he felt utterly deflated.
Now Old Zhou regretted stealing Aunt Huang's duck; it was nothing short of bullying! He should have gone after Sun Laotou's duck instead; he had plenty of ducks at home, and besides, Sun Laotou had once thrown stones at his ducks. Stealing from him would have been a form of revenge for the duck that Sun Laotou had injured!
"Let's go; if we want to untie the knot, we must find the one who tied it," he suggested. They should go apologize to Aunt Huang! Now there was only soup left in the pot; the duck would never return. They needed to make amends and accept their punishment.
Bian Cheng's Cui Cui had waited for years, only to return with her son, making reality even more tragic than Shen Lao's stories. Poor Cui Cui had been raising ducks in this cold little town, only for her duck to be stolen again, deepening her tragedy.
Shi Tian stood up, and Li Ziyu immediately ran ahead to lead the way, even shooting Old Zhou a fierce glare. This was her chance to discover the real-life version of Cui Cui in Cha Dong. She yearned for a happy ending and had prepared herself for the conclusion in the book, but this outcome was beyond her expectations.
Even worse was that Old Zhou had stolen Aunt Huang's duck, adding a layer of irony to this ending. Why did all this misfortune have to concentrate on her? They said Bian Cheng people were simple and kind-hearted; why not pool their money together to help Cui Cui buy a boat?
Pushing open Aunt Huang's door, they found a group of ducks huddled together in one corner of the yard, trembling in their pen. Outside the pen, Aunt Huang was sharpening a cleaver. Old Zhou was so frightened that he turned to flee but was pushed back by Shi Tian.
In this large yard, Aunt Huang lived alone. The entire place was simple and unadorned but tidy; even the firewood stacked outside the kitchen was neatly arranged.
"Aunt Huang!" Li Ziyu called out. Aunt Huang paused with her cleaver in hand as Shi Tian quickly stepped forward before Li Ziyu could speak.
"Aunt Huang," Old Zhou began nervously, "I just caught a duck to entertain me and Xiao Yu, but after killing it, I realized I caught the wrong one. We came here to apologize!"
To prevent Li Ziyu from feeling hurt again over Cui Cui's situation, Shi Tian felt compelled to embellish their story slightly.
Upon hearing Shi Tian's words, Aunt Huang swung her cleaver with great force, striking it down onto a nearby wooden post with such intensity that it embedded deeply into the wood—removing it later would surely require some effort.
Slowly raising her head, Shi Tian could clearly see the tear stains on Aunt Huang's cheeks. Those tears, without a doubt, were a sign of her grievances.
Xiao Yu had returned again. "Come inside, I'll make you some tea," she said, standing up and taking Li Ziyu's hand as they walked into the room. She glanced back at Shi Tian, noting that Aunt Huang had no intention of letting her enter.
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