"You dead girl, treating your uncle and aunt like this, you’re going to be struck by lightning and punished!" Jiang Guixiang shouted, her teeth chattering from the cold.
An Hao stopped in her tracks, slowly turned around, and fixed Jiang Guixiang with a blade-like gaze, speaking slowly, "This ti was just a lesson. Next ti, it won’t just be cold water!"
"You... you..." Jiang Guixiang stamred for a long ti but couldn’t say a complete sentence.
An Hao slamd the door shut and left, her heart still burning with anger.
An Ping was right; she had to deal with this matter.
An unrepentant uncle, a scheming aunt, and a shaless cousin—these three are like locusts that would strip Father clean to the bone.
She had to co up with a plan.
For dinner, An Hao predictably didn’t cook.
She sat in the north room with her legs crossed, watching this new aunt act all virtuous in front of her father.
The al was served, and everyone took their seats.
Only then did An Ping return from outside, her eyes red, clearly having cried.
"Co on, let’s eat! An Ping, An Hao, co to the table!" An Shuchao was caught between his brother’s family and his children, feeling particularly conflicted. He didn’t want to abandon his brother, but he also didn’t want to upset his children, so he tried his best to diate, "Today was Dad’s fault. We’re a family, we shouldn’t be fighting."
An Ping sat down and, without a word, picked up her chopsticks and started eating.
An Hao remained silent.
"Brother, if An Hao doesn’t eat, it ans she’s not hungry, so don’t worry about it! But I’m very hungry, and Huizi and Guixiang haven’t had a decent al for ages, they’re starving, let them eat more." An Baoguo kept talking while eating, moving a plate full of cooked at to his own wife and kids.
The chicken on the table was instantly torn to pieces, leaving just a pile of bones.
An Baoguo pushed aside the chicken bones and revealed a Wild Ginseng that he had purposely taken from the things Jiang Guixiang received today from An Hao.
"This is a treasure! For soone with cancer like , it’s the best for replenishing blood and energy." An Baoguo snatched it up with his chopsticks.
Seeing this, An Ping exploded, "That Wild Ginseng was my sister’s gift to my father!"
It’s expensive, not sothing ordinary people can afford.
Lin Qiushu had given two, one was left for Father by An Hao, and the other... well, it’s the current situation.
"Brother... look at this..." An Baoguo said apologetically to An Shuchao, "I didn’t an to; I didn’t know..."
"Forget it, forget it." An Shuchao waved his hand wearily, "Eat, just eat!"
"Stop eating. I have so things to say clearly." An Hao walked up to the table full of people and said, "Debts must be repaid. But not like this."
Her words were light, lacking in weight.
Everyone continued eating and drinking, not taking her words seriously at all.
"Are you all deaf?" An Ping was on the verge of losing her temper in front of these people.
An Hao was unhurried and calm.
She got up, went to the kitchen, grabbed a cleaver, and threw it towards the table. The knife embedded itself in the wood with a dull thud.
"Whoa! Sis, are you trying to scare us to death?" An Hui, frightened, dropped his chopsticks, cold sweat dripping down his forehead.
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