Yang Ruxin did not stop her.
When the lid of the basket was lifted, Yang Baihui was immediately stupefied—why was it full of turnips? And a package wrapped in lotus leaf.
Sanni’s eyes also widened in surprise. The lotus leaf contained pig intestines, a stinky purchase made by big sister. However, all the plentiful things bought earlier—where had they gone?
"My God, why did you buy these things? This is just rubbish, truly a waste of money." Yang Baihe stepped back two paces immediately upon opening the lotus leaf, her face full of disdain.
In this era, animal innards were consumed by some, but only by the extremely poor, because such things were truly filthy and not presentable.
The Yang Baihui family’s situation was relatively good, occasionally able to afford a piece of meat, so they had never eaten such offal.
"We’ve just split from the family, we have nothing, and these turnips can last us a long time," Yang Ruxin said with a smile, "As for this, it’s cheap. This whole parcel only costs two wen... Unless, auntie, you could spare us a piece of meat? After all, we are your own nieces..."
Yang Baihui’s eyebrows knitted deeply.
"If my aunt is unwilling, let it be." Yang Ruxin sighed softly, "Let’s go home then. Thank you for carrying it for me." Then she took Sanni by the arm and walked away.
"That Dani..." Yang Baihui hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed Yang Ruxin, "I just remembered, I still need to buy some snacks for your grandma. Why don’t you go ahead..." She finished and turned to run. The idea of carrying a basket of turnips and dung-like intestines home was ludicrous—was she supposed to exhaust or suffocate herself? And here she had thought it might be something good.
"Auntie..." Yang Ruxin called out urgently.
But the other woman ran even faster and soon disappeared from sight.
Yang Ruxin sneered disdainfully. Look, practically everyone from the old house was the same. Luckily, Xun Hui was kind, and her children didn’t inherit the old house’s cruel nature—of course, Uncle Xiaowu was good too. Thankfully, the Yang Peili branch hadn’t been completely wiped out.
In her heart, she believed that even her good-for-nothing late father, Yang Baiyue, was horrible. Just based on his attitude when Yang Baihe treated Xun Hui, he was a scumbag. But now that he was dead, she wouldn’t hold a grudge; otherwise, she would’ve definitely found a way to have Xun Hui divorce him.
"Big sister, where are the things?" Sanni circled the basket twice, almost crying, "All those things, how did they turn into turnips?"
"Don’t worry, everything is here," Yang Ruxin said with a smile, halfway between laughing and crying.
Sanni, suspicious, reached out—not immediately opening the basket but instead gently lifted a crack and peered inside. Suddenly, she exclaimed, then quickly clamped her mouth shut and looked up at Yang Ruxin. "Big sister..." The items were all there, without a turnip in sight.
Yang Ruxin raised her eyebrows slightly, "Assured now?"
"Big sister, this..."
"It’s just Dazzling Law," Yang Ruxin smiled briefly.
"Big sister, how can you perform such magic?" Sanni, looking at Yang Ruxin, was incredulous.
"This is nothing. Your big sister knows even more tricks," Yang Ruxin pinched Sanni’s cheek. "We should head back now, or your second sister and the others will start worrying." She then bent down and hoisted the basket onto her back.