"Okay, I’ll do it right away and have it ready by tomorrow," Xun Hui nodded eagerly. "It’s pretty sad for your Uncle Xiaowu..." She paused and then murmured to herself, "I was bought as a wife. It doesn’t matter if they’re not nice to me, but Baixiang is their own son. How could they also..." She couldn’t finish her sentence.
"What’s there to wonder about?" Sanni curled her lips. "Their hearts are just biased. Whoever is obedient and speaks well, they bully them..."
Xun Hui frowned at Sanni.
"Did I say something wrong?" Sanni glared back. "Those kind of people don’t deserve to be treated well. They ought to be cared for neither in life nor in death..."
"Mengmeng..." Xun Hui scolded in a low voice, "You’re getting more and more outrageous... They are our elders..."
"Mom, Mengmeng is right," Yang Ruxin said lazily, lifting her eyelids slightly. "Those kind of people don’t deserve to be human at all, to hell with being elders. If they dare to come, I’d dare to beat them..." She paused, "Are you about to say that I’d incur divine retribution or something? Don’t worry, even the Lord Buddha is not blind. They know very well who is in the wrong..."
"My attitude towards the old house has always been the same: If I can use my hands, I won’t waste my breath. If that old hag dares to scold me, I dare to beat her, until she can’t scold anymore," Yang Ruxin said, her gaze piercing as she swept over Xun Hui and Erni. "If anyone has any objections, keep it to yourself. I don’t want to hear it."
Erni quickly shrank her neck. She had no objections at all, not one bit, but at this moment, she hurriedly turned and went into the house. It was still more relaxing to make clothes.
Xun Hui was immediately intimidated. She had seen how Yang Ruxin had once swollen Yang Anshi’s face with a whip. Realizing that if she professed disagreement, she might even hit herself, she definitely didn’t want to be smacked by her daughter. With an awkward smile, she chuckled, "I’ll go and make clothes for your Uncle Xiaowu..."
Sanni immediately made a playful face, her eyes shining with little stars as she looked at Yang Ruxin. Her big sister was so domineering; no one dared to contradict her. She needed to keep working hard herself.
By evening time, Yang Baixiang finally woke up. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw several little cubs surrounding him and was a bit bewildered for a moment.
"Uncle Xiaowu," Yang Ruxin walked over, placing a bowl of medicine on the edge of the kang, and then patted the heads of each little cub. "Mimi, Little Baolan, Xiaofeng, all four of you watch Uncle Xiaowu drink the medicine. Not a drop should be left."
"Uncle Xiaowu, the medicine is bitter. I have candy here," Sini hurriedly took off her purse and fished out a piece of ginger candy. "Please drink it all up, okay?"
"I have candy too," Zhou Ying and Erya also quickly took out their purses, each taking out their own treasured candy.
"What’s there to be afraid of about taking medicine? A true man isn’t afraid of bitterness." Xiaofeng didn’t have candy; the little guy always felt that eating candy was a girl’s thing, so his purse only contained the herbal pouches made by Yang Ruxin.
Yang Ruxin chuckled; she loved seeing her little brother with this air of proud childishness. It really could melt one’s heart.
"Mm," Yang Baixiang felt a bit of a sting in his nose but still held back tears. "Uncle Xiaowu is a true man; Uncle Xiaowu isn’t afraid the bitterness. You guys eat the candy," he said, picking up the bowl and gulping the medicine down.
"Aw..." Sini’s eyes instantly widened, and her little mouth puckered up. "Uncle Xiaowu is so amazing..."