"Sis, what kind of business are you going to do?"
A roomful of people, even Yang Dayong also looked at her.
"I’ll keep it a secret for now. I’ve made an appointment with your shopkeeper. We will have a detailed discussion in five days. I will tell everyone after everything is settled."
Seeing her mysterious and confident appearance, Yang Dayong laughed and said to Yang Dachuan, "Third cousin, your little girl is quite something."
Hehe." Seeing someone praising his daughter, Yang Dachuan chuckled.
"By the way, I forgot to mention something earlier." Yang Chuxia paused, "Yang Qingwen and his son have already been arrested."
Hearing this news, Yang Dachuan was silent and didn’t ask any further questions.
Yang Dayong, however, was indignant, "A little brat dares to slash someone with a knife, what will he become when he grows up? He deserves to be caught and taught a lesson! And that Yang Xiao’an, he’s really despicable. It’s absolutely disgusting for a family to try and kill a child. Xiaxia, you did the right thing by reporting them to the authorities! Let’s see if that Cultivated Talent can still keep his title after he’s been thrown into jail. He’s been strutting around like a crab every day, looking at him is just painful to my eyes."
Hehe, don’t worry, Uncle. We will definitely not let them go this time." She then looked at Ye Zi’an and said, "The town’s bailiff said that the trial is scheduled for the day after tomorrow. Since you’re injured, I asked them to change the date. They have gone to the county government office to speak to the steward. Just in case they can’t change it, I’m afraid we’ll have to find a plank to carry you to the court."
Ye Zi’an nodded, "The day after tomorrow it is, then. Anyway, I don’t have to walk. We can just have the ox-cart drive a bit slower when we return."
"Alright, let’s wait for the bailiffs’ news first."
After spending a short while in the clinic and feeding Ye Zi’an the black fish soup, Yang Chuxia went back to Yangshu Village with Yang Qingrui and Yang Dayong.
When they just entered the village, Auntie Li saw her and hurriedly said, "Spicy girl, hurry back home and take a look. I heard that your second uncle and your cousin have been arrested. Now your second aunt is making a scene with your mother."
Hearing this, Yang Chuxia quickly thanked Auntie Li, jumped off the ox-cart, and rushed home.
She knew there would be another commotion in the old Yang Family, so she had come back early from the town. She wasn’t disappointed by their actions at all.
Hopefully, my mother can withstand it!
When she reached the door of her house, she heard the sound of a child crying from the yard. It sounded like her little sister Yang Xiayun’s voice.
Her heart skipped a beat, and she kicked open the door, only to see Yang Xiayun rubbing her eyes and crying loudly. Ms.Wang was holding a kitchen knife, and Ms.Ye was standing tremblingly aside, while Old Lady Hua and Ms.Ye’s daughter, Yang Lichun, looked at her with disappointment.
"Mother, why is Xia Yun crying?" During the questioning, Yang Chuxia’s eyes swept over Ms.Wang and she noticed there were no obvious injuries. Then she looked at Yang Qingtong, who had a footprint on his body, and Yang Xiayun, who had a slap mark on her face.
"Who hit you?" Her voice suddenly became loud and fierce, scaring Yang Lichun to shrink her neck immediately.
"Sis, she hit me and Xia Yun!" Hearing Yang Chuxia’s question, Yang Qingtong pointed at Yang Lichun and said, "Second Aunt asked our mother to drop the charges and let Second Uncle and Qingwen go, but she refused. Then Second Aunt cried and made a scene, and Cousin Lichun took advantage of it to kick me and slap Xia Yun. Mother was about to hit her back when grandmother and First Aunt interfered, ready to fight. I handed Mother a knife."