Li Qingyun threw away the hoe and hurriedly followed. Li Debao entered the kitchen and began to search. Except for the seasonings, all other food in the kitchen was locked up and he couldn't open it.

However, he turned over a few white flour buns. These were the ones that Li Qingyun had taken out and placed on the chopping board when she was heating up the buns in the morning, but she forgot to put them back into the space.

"Oh, big sister, you're living a good life. You're eating white flour buns. Our parents haven't eaten them yet. I'll take these away."

After saying that, he took out a piece of cloth and was about to put it in his arms.

Li Qingyun was so angry that her lungs were about to explode.

He picked up the kitchen knife from the chopping board and swung it at Li Debao.

"Li Debao, if you dare to touch my steamed buns today, I will chop off your hands!"

It was only two seconds. If Li Debao had not dodged quickly, the knife would have really landed on the back of his hand. He looked at his sister in shock.

"Li Zhaodi, you're crazy! I just want a few steamed buns, but you actually want to chop off my hand? I'll go back and tell my parents, and they'll beat you to death!"

"Li Debao, stop threatening me. Ever since the day your family tried to sell me for 300 yuan, I'm no longer a member of your family.

I'm married to a man named Gu, so I'm a member of the Gu family. If you, the Li family, try to touch me, my husband is a soldier. I wonder if the commune leaders will protect me, a military wife, or you, the troublemakers.

Go back here right now and raise the money. I want to see 250 yuan within three days, or I'll report you to the commune for embezzling military property and have you all arrested and sent to labor reform."

"You dare? Just wait, I'll go back and ask my parents to come and deal with you, humph!"

Li Debao reluctantly put down the big steamed bun in his hand, said something harsh in a bluffing manner and ran out.

Seeing that he was still stubborn, Li Qingyun chased after him with a kitchen knife, hoping to scare him.

The shiny new kitchen knife taken out from the space did look a bit scary.

"Murder! Li Zhaodi is going to kill someone!" Li Debao shouted as he ran, and his shoes almost fell off when he crossed the threshold.

"Li Debao, I can't kill you today, you bastard!"

They chased him all the way to the door and were both dumbfounded.