An Jiuyue, now empty-handed, was speechless.
What’s wrong with carrying my child? What did Xiao Lu’er even do to Qian Jiyun?
Every time she carried Lu’er, Qian Jiyun would toss him to either Yan Nuo or Qian Yiyun. Alternatively, he would put him on the bed and let him roll around alone.
“You only know how to compete with children,” she snapped at the man, raising her hand and pushing him away.
With a smile, An Jiuyue looked at Aunt Wang, who was still howling in pain. She walked towards her leisurely before squatting down.
Aunt Wang was still howling when a shadow loomed over her.
She looked up and saw An Jiuyue. She finally remembered how An Jiuyue had thrown her down from the treehouse.
She also recalled the sight of An Jiuyue holding a bloody machete, a dead snake beside her.
She was frightened and did not dare make a sound anymore as she looked at her timidly.
“Aunt Wang, what happened to you? Did you fall because you’re old and can’t walk steadily? That’s awful!” An Jiuyue exclaimed with a cold smile.
Aunt Wang wanted to shout at her. An Jiuyue was the one who kicked her down!
But she was too afraid to say that. An Jiuyue dared to face the men in the village head-on with a machete. She would definitely hit her if she said that out loud.
“What… what do you want?”
“What do I want?” An Jiuyue smiled at Aunt Wang and sized her up.
“I didn’t do anything. It’s just… Aunt Wang, I heard that you’re selling your child?”
Aunt Wang opened her mouth to retort, but her eyes widened in horror.
She wanted to say that she was not selling her child but Zheng’er. It had always been Zheng’er—she and Ministry Councilor He had discussed this.
Didn’t we agree on this yesterday? I’ve brought Ministry Councilor He here now. Why is she not cooperating at this critical moment?
She held her breath. She wanted to say everything.
However, An Jiuyue did not give her a chance. She continued to smile at her.
“I don’t think our villagers are so starved that they’re on the verge of death, right? I heard someone say they won’t sell their children even if they have to eat tree bark.
“Tsk tsk… It seems your family is so poor you can’t make ends meet anymore. You’re actually willing to sell your adorable grandson!
“I didn’t think your family had the heart to do this. To be honest, it’s rather ruthless. I wonder if the other villagers will treat your family differently if they find out about this?”
Aunt Wang was gasping before she even realized it.
Why didn’t I think of this? If the villagers find out, they’ll drown us in their spits!
No one in the An Clan Village was so poor that they had to resort to selling their children. Her family was no exception. They still had wild vegetables and fish to eat, at least.
She looked up at An Jiuyue and then at Ministry Councilor He and the men behind him.