Ms. Hua Junior was hit by the smelly shoe on her leg, and she couldn’t help but swallow her saliva when she saw the dishes on the stove of the third branch of the family. However, she swallowed her anger and said with a smile, "Xiaxia, this is where you’re wrong. Although your third branch is separated, you should still respect the elders. How can the younger generation enjoy good food behind closed doors without offering a bite to the elders? If this gets out, it is your third branch’s fault."
Yang Chuxia rolled her eyes, "Shut your stinking mouth. Which eye of yours saw our third branch sneaking food? Didn’t you see my grandpa sitting inside?"
Ms. Hua Junior looked closely and indeed saw Old Yang and Land Officer Yang chatting casually.
So she shifted her gaze and said, "But your grandma is still at home, why didn’t I see you invite her?"
Yang Chuxia pretended to be scared, "My grandma at home? Did you see her?" She shouted loudly, "Oh my god, Ms. Hua Junior has gone crazy, she can see ghosts now! Grandpa, Grandpa, this woman, my step-grandma’s niece, said she saw my grandma. My grandma is dead, so she must have seen her ghost!"
Ms. Hua Junior was choked by her words, and even Old Lady Hua clenched her fists inside the house. This little wretch knew she was referring to her, but she purposely twisted it like that.
"I’m talking about your step-grandma, my Aunt!" Ms. Hua Junior was so angry she just yelled it out.
Yang Chuxia looked at her coldly, "Oh," and then said, "Our third branch is separated now, and we only need to provide food once a year. It’s out of kindness if we invite her, and it’s our duty if we don’t. Why are you offended? And who are you to interfere with my family’s business?"
"Oh, and what did you just say? You want Brother An to go back to your house to recover from his injuries? Did a donkey kick your head or did you break your brain while sleeping? Brother An was kicked out of the Ye Family by you, so he has nothing to do with you now. You’d better take back your little plan. And don’t forget your son wrote a guarantee letter. If you don’t want him to be accused of theft in the future, just stop plotting, understand?"
After hearing Yang Chuxia’s words, Ms. Hua Junior suddenly felt a chill in her heart. How could she forget that matter? Yes, she could use her identity to coerce that wretch, but the wretch also held her son’s weak spot.
She had not said anything, but had already been threatened by this little devil. She began to regret listening to her aunt’s words and should not have spoken so rashly.
But that’s not right either; this little devil is not that wretch. So why should she be afraid? She didn’t forget that before his death, Ye Bosheng had entrusted her to ensure Zi’an’s success in the civil service exams. This was his dying wish, and Zi’an would have to endure her because of it, right?
With that in mind, Ms. Hua Junior straightened her back and snorted, "You’re just a little girl who pokes her nose into everything. I’m talking about Brother An, and who said I was talking about you? Could it be that you really have eyes for my Brother An? Too bad, even if you do, I, your future mother-in-law, would never agree."
Yang Chuxia rolled her eyes again, even if she had eyes for Brother An, and even if she really wanted to marry him, would her stepmother be able to control her?
"Ms. Hua Junior, get lost! Stop spouting nonsense; if you don’t find it disgusting, I do." Yang Chuxia hadn’t even spoken when Ms. Wang couldn’t help but speak up. Her daughter, only eleven years old, was being slandered like that for no reason.