"Oh, Xiaxia, are you about to eat? Where are you off to?" Ms.Lv asked noticing Yang Chuxiaâs haste.
"No, Ms. Lu, please donât call me Xiaxia. Weâre not close. Itâs easier if you call me Miss Yang, thank you!" Yang Chuxia waved her hands the moment she heard Ms. Luâs words.
"Xiaxia, youâre wrong. After all, arenât I your second maternal aunt?" Ms. Ye shamelessly commented.
"Oh dear, mom, why are you arguing with her? Letâs quickly go home." Yang Lichun jeered impatiently, tugging at her motherâs clothes.
"Going home? Which home are you going back to?" Yang Chuxia raised her brows, asking curiously.
At this, Yang Lichun chokes, "You, itâs none of your business!"
"Hmph, if you were returning to your maternal grandmotherâs house, itâs none of my concern, but if youâre heading back to Yangshu Village, then it certainly is my business."
"Little minx, donât push us too far. We mother and daughter have not been banished from Yangshu Village, so why canât we return?" Yang Lichun roared.
Hearing this, Yang Chuxia was taken aback, she realized that made sense. She couldnât really stop them from doing so unless they intended to return to their old residence in Yang Familyâs compound.
Seeing the mother and daughterâs wretched plight, she guessed they must be struggling in the town. They probably thought of returning after Ms.Yeâs family declined to support them.
And indeed, the situation was just as Yang Chuxia thought.
In the town, they barely managed to make ends meet by doing laundry and helping in rich households. But ever since Yang Lichun was released from jail, she had been spending all the money they earned either on handkerchiefs or on food. Unable to pay even this monthâs rent, they resolved to return to the countryside.
Ms.Ye originally planned to plead with Old Yang, hoping they could return to the Yang Family, but encountering Yang Chuxia seemed to have thwarted that idea.
Ms.Ye couldnât help but blame her daughter. If not for her, they wouldnât be in this dismal situation.
"Want to come back to Yangshu Village? Sure, you indeed could. But donât even think about returning to the old Yang Family house. Itâs better if I donât catch you in the vicinity of that old house or approaching my grandfather. Otherwise, Iâll only have a good smack for you both."
With that, she left them with a brazen, cold shadow and walked away.
The mother and daughter exchanged a glance. Ms.Yeâs eyes filled with helplessness, while Yang Lichun maintained her arrogant demeanor, completely disregarding Yang Chuxiaâs warning. In fact, sheâd spent so long in town she forgot how dangerously fierce Yang Chuxia could be.
Meanwhile, Yang Chuxia quickly reached the fields to see Yang Dachuan in a dispute with someone.
Yang Chuxia hurried to the scene, "Father, whatâs happening?" At that moment, a man was about to punch Yang Dachuanâs face.
Yang Chuxia quickly picked up a stone from the ground and threw it at the manâs waist, slowing his punch just long enough for Yang Dachuan to dodge it.
"Daughter, this man is trying to steal our beans." Yang Dachuan panted heavily. Exactly that, a theft. Spotting him here, the man would go on to pick beans. He shouted at the man. But it didnât deter him. He continued collecting beans.
"Which village are you from? Donât you know that these beans belong to my family?" Yang Chuxia glared at the man. The man brazenly replied, "I only picked a few of your beans. No need to be so stingy. Thereâs so much of it, what harm is there in picking a few?"
"Whatâs the harm? Are you saying stealing someone elseâs beans is reasonable? This is our property. Have you no decency? No one can take our things without permission. If they do, they get beaten!" Yang Chuxiaâs eyes widened; whoever this audacious creature was, roaming around stealing peopleâs beans and doing it so boldly?