As soon as the group left, Yang Chuxia jumped out of her chair and asked Brother An, "How was it? Wasn’t I very imposing just now? Very handsome?"
"Handsome?" Ye Zi’an didn’t quite understand this unfamiliar word.
"Like did I have a very cool and domineering feeling?"
"You’re always very domineering!" Ye Zi’an gave her a thumbs up and laughed.
"Hehe, I think so too!" Yang Chuxia laughed by herself.
Ms.Wang scolded her, "You little devil, you almost scared the life out of people with the way you spoke just now. What were you even saying, were you trying to take their lives?"
"It wasn’t that scary. I was just laying down the rules for them." Yang Chuxia turned to old Yang, who was still smoking his pipe looking unhappy, and asked, "Grandpa, what do you think of how I spoke just now?"
"Huh?" Old Yang glanced at her and said, "Good, well spoken. Although we are a farmer’s family, we still need to have the proper rules. What’s the saying? ’Without rules, there’s no harmony.’"
Yang Chuxia spread her hands at Ms.Wang, her expression saying, ’See? I told you.’
Ms.Wang helplessly shook her head, put away the clothes in the basket, and started preparing dinner for the night.
As for Yang Dongxue, who was left in the third branch of the family, she started to cry as she couldn’t find her parents after looking around.
Yang Xiayun, who was only a year older than Yang Dongxue, felt it strange. She should look for her parents at home if she couldn’t find them, why was she crying?
"Sis, why is she crying?" Yang Xiayun ran to Yang Chuxia.
"Didn’t you hear her calling for her mom?"
"But her mom went home, right? She should go home and look for her."
Speaking of this, Yang Chuxia felt frustrated in her heart. Go home? Her parents had already run away, not caring about this little devil at all.
"I want to find my mom, I want to find my mom..." Yang Dongxue heard the two sisters talking and ran outside to go home. But when she got to the door, it was getting dark outside, and she got scared, so she started crying even harder.
Yang Chuxia, seeing this little brat cry, couldn’t figure out what was wrong with her and suddenly said, "Your mom doesn’t want you anymore, neither does your dad; they both ran away."
Hearing this, Yang Dongxue was stunned at first, but when she understood what it meant, her crying was so loud that it might’ve brought the house down.
Ms.Wang, who heard the noise from the kitchen, came out. After figuring out what happened, she scolded Yang Chuxia, "You little devil, have you gone mad, talking nonsense? What are you scaring her for?"
Ms.Wang then went to comfort Yang Dongxue, "Your Sister Xiaxia was lying to you. Your mom went to your grandma’s house, she will come back tomorrow. Tonight you’ll stay at the third aunt’s house, and sleep with your Sister Yunyun, ok?"
"Not ok, not ok! I want to find my mom, I want to find my mom." Apparently, this little brat was too young to understand and had been spoiled by Ms.Luo. After struggling out of Ms.Wang’s grasp, she sat on the ground and cried even harder, slapping the ground and her legs like an adult would.
Yang Xiayun was dumbfounded.
"Sis, this works too?"
Two bursts of laughter came from Ye Zi’an and Yang Chuxia.
Yang Chuxia nudged Yang Xiayun, "Aren’t you her older sister? Go comfort her, tell her to stop crying, or we’ll throw her out."
Pacifying a child wasn’t her strong suit. If she were older, she could slap her, but at this age...ah well.