"Master, my mother was almost beaten to death not long ago, and it’s only been a few days," Yang Ruxin sneered. "What unforgivable sin have we committed to deserve such punishment? Even the lord in the Governor’s Office needs a crime to carry out a punishment, so why can we be beaten and scolded at will? Is it that you can’t sleep unless you kill everyone from the main house?"
"Isn’t it because you all stole food?" Feng Caie jumped up. "We haven’t even separated our households yet, and you sneaked buns to eat, showing no respect for your elders. You deserve to be beaten..."
"Yes, I’m not even dead yet, and you’re hiding food; that’s disrespectful. Heaven strike you with thunder..." Yang Anshi also jumped up. "You all deserve to be beaten to death..."
"So, you’re saying everyone who hides food should be beaten to death?" As Yang Ruxin said this, she stood up, letting go of her grip, but stepped on Yang Ruban lying beneath her feet, coldly staring at Yang Anshi.
Yang Ruban had been beaten to within an inch of his life and was scared half to death, so now he only had enough energy left to gasp for breath.
"Of course..." Yang Anshi glared. "Anyone who hides food is disrespectful and deserves death..."
"Fine," Yang Ruxin smiled faintly, "Did you ever beat the second uncle when he hid liquor in his room? And also..." she said, pressing her foot down hard, then turned around and kicked open the door to Yang Ruyu’s room. Soon Yang Ruxin’s shouts could be heard from inside.
After such a big commotion, Yang Ruyu had been hiding in her room all this time.
Yang Ruxin entered and flipped open her chest, grabbing the snacks inside and walking out. She threw them into the courtyard: "Grandparents, Sister Yutang has hidden so many snacks in her room, have you beaten her?"
"This is my snack, you lowlife." At that moment, a little figure pounced forward, grabbed the snacks in his arms, then turned his head and spat at Yang Ruxin, "You’re just a loss-making property; don’t touch my snacks... be careful or you might be sold..." It was the second house’s youngest son, the just five-year-old Yang Ruohuai.
Yang Ruxin smiled faintly: "Master, is this the family etiquette of the Yang Family? Does it all come down to only the main house being restrained while the rest go unpunished?"
Yang Anshi’s face immediately turned sour, and she swept a cold glance over Feng Caie’s family.
Feng Caie shivered.
Yang Peili’s eyebrows were furrowed enough to kill a fly, but he still tried to keep the peace: "Dani, he’s still young..."
"Young? What about Xiaofeng?" Yang Ruxin went over and pulled Yang Rufeng to her, pointing at his head. "Isn’t Xiaofeng your grandson? Xiaofeng is even one year younger than him..."
"This..." Yang Peili felt his face burning.
Yang Ruyu hid behind Feng Caie, too scared to speak.
After handing Yang Rufeng over to Erni and stepping hard on Yang Ruban, Yang Ruxin turned and walked toward the fourth house.
"Dani, there’s nothing in my room..." Yang Baifu, who had been enjoying the show until now, quickly waved his hands.
Yang Dongshi also nodded vigorously.
"Then why are you so nervous, fourth uncle?" Yang Ruxin spoke and pushed him aside, just as easily kicking the door to his room open.
"I beg you." Suddenly, Yang Dongshi ran over, kneeling down to Yang Ruxin, "There’s really nothing in my room..."
"Alright, since fourth aunt is so insistent, I won’t go in," Yang Ruxin said, sidestepping the attempt at kneeling, "But as long as everyone knows what they’ve done, that’s enough..."