Thinking that if she could achieve her goal, she would definitely be able to live such a life, she took several deep breaths before speaking again.
"Xiaxia, your Fourth Aunt wants to discuss something with you, what do you think?"
Yang Chuxia glanced at her casually, took a sip of the osmanthus tea that Li’s mother had brewed for her, and then leisurely said, "What’s the matter?"
"Hehe, it’s ." Ms. Luo saw that Yang Chuxia’s expression didn’t seem very happy, but she still spoke up, "I have a child now, and he is your brother. As you know, boys require a lot of money. When they are young, they need to eat well, drink well, and dress well. When they grow up, they need to go to school and pursue fame. Which of these items, such as ink, paper, inkstone, and tuition fees, doesn’t cost money? Besides, when he grows up, we have to build a new house for your brother and find him a wife. Getting a wife requires a betrothal gift, right?"
"Get to the point!" Yang Chuxia became impatient, "State your purpose, what do you want to do? Or what do you want me to help you do?"
Ms. Luo was interrupted and saw that Yang Chuxia’s expression was very impatient. She hesitated, should she continue speaking or not?
Her eyes swept across the osmanthus tea cup in front of Yang Chuxia, which was very beautiful and transparent. Of course, Ms. Luo didn’t know it was made of glass, but she knew it must be expensive. Thinking about the wealthy lifestyle she wanted, she said directly, "I saw that your family harvested a lot of sugarcane this year, and I wanted to ask if you can let my family plant with you next year!"
Seeing that Yang Chuxia didn’t respond, she hurriedly spoke up again, "Xiaxia, we are family, and we’re related. Don’t worry, I’ll pay for the sugarcane seeds; I won’t ask you to provide them for free."
"You want to plant sugarcane?"
"Yes, of course. Hehe, I’m sure we’ll make money planting sugarcane with Xiaxia."
Upon hearing this, Yang Chuxia fell silent.
Ms. Luo thought her silence meant disagreement, so she became anxious.
"Xiaxia, you’ve planted sweet potatoes and beans with everyone else before, so why can’t you do the same with sugarcane? We’re not asking for your land or for you to provide the seeds for free. Your family is already so rich; you can’t just watch us all stay poor and unable to eat meat, right?"
Seeing that Yang Chuxia still didn’t respond, Ms. Luo continued, "Xiaxia, isn’t it reasonable to let us have some soup if you’re eating meat? We’re all from the same village; you can’t be so heartless, right?"
Yang Chuxia slammed her cup down on the table with a "bang," startling the chatty Ms. Luo.
Yang Chuxia looked at her sharply, coldly saying, "Whether you can eat meat or not has nothing to do with me. Why should I provide you with soup? So, from now on, whatever I plant, I have to bring everyone with me? If I don’t, I’m heartless? Are you mistaken? Your poverty and wealth have nothing to do with me. I have no obligation to help you get rich. If I want to bring everyone along, it’s because I’m in a good mood. If I don’t want to, no one can criticize me. I’m not a Land Officer or a parent official; I have no such responsibility or obligation."
"Xiu’er, get her out of here and don’t let her come to our house again. She really has no shame."
"You... Yang Chuxia..." Ms. Luo was furious, having not achieved her goal and being scolded by Yang Chuxia. But when she thought of the taste of sugarcane, she knew it must be a good thing not to be missed.
But Yang Chuxia didn’t want to listen to her now, so what could she do? In desperation, she touched her stomach and cried out, "My stomach hurts, my stomach hurts."