Su’s mother was trembling with rage, pointing a shaky finger at Guo Yan, "You... You..."
"What about me? Comrade Su, this is the compound, not our old rural homes. Here, the older comrades can’t bully others with age. We look the other way, out of respect."
Guo Yan showed no signs of backing down, continuing, "If my Zhonghua were involved, I would have beaten him myself, just like you did to Su Ping yesterday. But Xibao is not my child, his father is stationed at the toughest and most harsh border region. His grandfather sold off all he had to support the national construction, his mother, heavily pregnant, came to the Capital to teach first aid... his complete family striving for the national cause. If I let you beat him today, I would not have the face to meet his parents. I’d rather go hang myself in your home! Not only as a token of apology for your child getting beaten up but also to theirs!"
At these words, everyone gasped in shock.
General Wang’s daughter-in-law and Wang Zilong’s mother, Yuan Baozhu, hastily interjected, "Why are we talking about apologizing with death? It’s just a child getting beaten up. Xibao is only two and a half. How hard could he have hit? Zhonghua was beaten yesterday too, wasn’t he fine? Su Ping is four or five years older than Xibao. Why is it suddenly such a big deal when he gets hit?"
"Exactly, kids fighting is just a trivial thing!"
"Comrade Su, what are you trying to assert? If we really want to nitpick these small matters, fine, let’s start with last month when your grandchild hit our child. We didn’t say anything then. Why is it when it happens to your family, Guo Yan is supposedly pushed to apologize with death? It seems it only hurts when the hit lands on your own child."
A few adults were unimpressed by the behavior of Su Mother, the criticism clear between their words.
Lao Yi, Wang Zilong, and Xiu Shengli wiped their mouth from the cake, stood in front of Guo Yan and faced Su’s mother.
"Ms. Su, we each only got one piece of cake. Why should Su Ping get to grab Xibao’s?"
"Exactly, Xibao shared his cake with us, why should Su Ping get to eat more than us?"
"Su Ping is just terrible."
The trifecta chimed in, mincing no words.
Xibao suddenly turned around, stammering: "Huahua, the cake... Let them have some...or they’ll hit me." Speaking in sobbing fragments, he then burst into tears.
Everyone turns and noticed that Wang Zhonghua had only taken one bite of his cake.
Even though Su Ping had been hit, Su An didn’t care. His eyes were glued to Wang Zhonghua’s cake.
Wang Zhonghua shrank back and immediately put his cake back in the box. He dashed to Guo Yan’s side, tightly clutching her clothes. "Grandma, I don’t want to eat anymore, let them have it... Please, don’t let them beat my little brother or Xibao."
Tears streamed down his face, making his small, pitiful figure look even more helpless.
Lao Yi, who had inherited his father’s temper, ran over angrily, snatched the cake from Su An’s hand, quickly returned, and shoved it into Xiu Shengli’s mouth. "Shengli, you eat it. We won’t let Su An have any! They’re too mean, bullying the weak!"
Xiu Shengli almost choked to death from Lao Yi’s abrupt move, his neck stretching a mile just to swallow the cake.
"Brother Lao Yi, you need to give a heads up next time," Xiu Shengli complained.
...It is the tenth Chapter, let’s see whether there will be more in the evening or night, depending on the votes, recommendations, grinningly.