This clan chief is too scheming, isn’t he? He’s forcing him to do his bidding!
"Hmph, you’d better get going!"
Clan Chief Ya didn’t bother to argue with him anymore. He flicked his sleeve and left.
Ya Tu, left behind, was completely dumbfounded. He thought he could dodge going against the chief, but who knew that Clan Chief Ya could outdo even him in shamelessness!
He let out a heavy sigh.
"What are we going to do about this, dear?" Shen Jiaonan got up and asked.
She heard everything that Clan Chief Ya said earlier. She too didn’t expect that Clan Chief Ya, for the sake of Ya Molian, could put his own reputation at stake and even barge into their house.
"What else can we do?"
Ya Tu retorted her coldly.
"Are we really going to let Clan Chief Ya have his way? Look at his attitude earlier, if Molian really goes to his house, what will be left for us?" Shen Jiaonan reminded him.
"Woman, stay out of men’s business!" Ya Tu glared at Shen Jiaonan, irritated.
Did he look like the type to suffer in silence? Clan Chief Ya threatened him with expulsion from the clan, right? Then he’d let Clan Chief Ya know what shouldn’t be done!
"You cook. I’ll go and check on Molian’s house."
Shen Jiaonan called after him, but he had already left.
"With Molian’s temper, will he listen to you?"
She couldn’t help but murmured. Given Molian’s temperament, who dares to order him around? When he lived with them for all those years, she never really had him do this and that; he only did things voluntarily.
What she wanted to say was, that boy, he’s tough!
After getting upset by Clan Chief Ya, Ya Tu left his house and quickly arrived at Ya Molian’s doorstep.
He lifted his foot and kicked towards the courtyard door of Ya Molian.
"Ya Molian, you little rascal, come out!"
"What on earth happened?"
Ya Enxi had just managed to get his child to sleep at home when Ya Tu’s shout woke up the little one. The child started crying again. Not in a good mood, he glanced outside through the window and harrumphed.
"What else could it be? These people are too free, treating Brother Molian as they please?" Beidou got up irritably and walked towards the courtyard.
Ya Enxi picked up his child and followed. Outside, other neighbours - Ya Yufeng, Nangong Piao’er, Ya Jinghong, and Ban Yilu - had also come out and were standing in front of their own houses watching Ya Tu.
"Uncle Ya Tu, what are you doing? Brother Molian isn’t home." Ya Enxi, who was closest to him, cooed his baby while speaking to Ya Tu.
Ya Tu didn’t believe his lie.
In the past, Ya Molian was clearly at home but he wouldn’t heed Ya Tu who came to ask for money. This time wouldn’t be an exception. That kid must be at home.
"Ya Molian, come out now, do you hear me?"
"Uncle Ya, Brother Molian really isn’t..."
"Ya Enxi, you good-for-nothing, stop talking nonsense with me. Whether Ya Molian is at home or not, do you think I wouldn’t know?" Ya Enxi hadn’t finished speaking when Ya Tu glared at him.
He shrugged, saying nothing more.
Mentally he noted: If Brother Molian were truly at home, would the yard be pitch-black? Obviously, no one was there.