Good people are often taken advantage of. If in her past life she had been brave and daring, even without mastering these pressure point techniques, even without the Space, if she had the courage to fight Ho Laidi to the death, she wouldn’t have been so humiliated.
Now, she could even toy with her .
Chiang Caijiao glanced at her own father and then at Chiang Xiao, speaking in a fine voice, "Sister Xiao, you can’t hit grandma in the future. After all, she’s elderly and is your elder. If you hit her, isn’t it like slapping my father’s face?"
Chiang Xiao smiled at her, "Caijiao, are you trying to incite your dad to discipline me? However, I think Uncle probably isn’t that kind of violent person, right, Uncle?"
He still had a hold on her, now in front of so many people, if he had the guts, let him come at her.
Moreover, even if Chiang Baoguo truly wanted to hit her now, he wouldn’t be able to beat her!
Chiang Xiao smiled, finding the feeling of "bullying the weak" quite pleasant!
Chiang Baoguo’s face darkened, he glared at her but indeed dared not do anything, only asking somewhat weakly, "Chiang Xiao, did you really hit your aunt grandma?"
"I did not, but sometimes the things aunt grandma says are quite unpleasant, I just don’t want to listen, that’s all."
Hearing Chiang Xiao say this, Chiang Baoguo could only silently fume.
He took the walking stick down and handed it to Chiang Caijiao, "Alright, take this in for your Second Uncle to try!"
Seeing that he really didn’t settle the score with Chiang Xiao, not even scolding her, Chiang Caijiao couldn’t help but widen her eyes.
What’s wrong with everyone at home?
In the past, didn’t everyone enjoy hitting and scolding Chiang Xiao? Why now does everyone stop scolding and hitting her?
"You little brat, I told you to take the walking stick in for your Second Uncle, are you deaf?" Ho Laidi, unable to vent her anger on Chiang Xiao, simply took it out on Chiang Caijiao, reaching out to tweak her ear.
Chiang Caijiao cried out again.
Before long, the Old Chiang Family was again filled with a tumult of crying and cursing.
Chiang Xiao, not hearing Chiang Baoguo mention Chiang Yuequn, lost interest in the spectacle and turned to go inside. Upon entering, she saw her grandfather standing in the yard, seemingly having listened for a while.
In this period, Chiang Songhai and Ge Liutao had been avoiding the people of the Old Chiang Family as much as possible. Indeed, if they didn’t see each other, there wouldn’t be so many troublesome matters. With Chiang Xiao around, they wouldn’t dare to rush to cause trouble again. The most violent one had injured his leg and was confined indoors, so they all felt life had become much more relaxed.
"Grandpa, what are you listening to?"
Chiang Songhai said, "Well, I heard Baoguo bring up your little uncle, and I wanted to hear how Yuequn is doing in the provincial city."
"You’re really concerned about him?" Chiang Xiao was surprised.
"Back then, Yuequn was a good kid, remember? When you were little, he often stole things from home to feed you," Chiang Songhai said, seeming a bit nostalgic.
Chiang Xiao searched her memory and finally recalled the fragmented memories of Chiang Yuequn stealing things for her to eat, "Do a few grains of corn picked off into the bowl count?"
"How could that not count? Grains were so precious back then!" Chiang Songhai said.
In her previous life, she didn’t have much impression of Chiang Yuequn, only knowing that he later sent a letter, and then Chiang Songtao came over. The next day, the two brothers went to the provincial city together and only returned after three days. After they returned, Grandpa fell ill for a while; when she asked him what happened, he wouldn’t say.