What's it like to stand at the top of the food chain overnight? Even if... this food chain is poor and pitiful. Even if... you become a scourge that everyone avoids. Even if... there are all so...
"Little San, why are you walking so fast?" Huang Lao Er asked, puzzled. "We haven't said hello to the master yet."
"Mom is waiting at home. She's made lots of delicious food. Don't you want to go back soon?"
"Yes!" Huang Lao Er's attention was immediately diverted. "What did Mother make? Is there meat? I really want to eat meat today."
Yes, we have both chicken and fish.
After dealing with Huang Lao Er, Huang Xiao San started to struggle with his own thoughts.
Why did he run away without even saying goodbye?
It's out of precaution!
They subconsciously doubted the grandfather's goodwill towards their brothers.
However, Huang Xiaosan felt that he couldn't be entirely blamed.
Since my father passed away, my grandfather has looked at them as if they were a burden, and his words are full of dissatisfaction and accusation. All the affection he once had for them has been worn away over the years.
Over the years, the distance between him and these elders has grown deeper and deeper, until now...
Huang Lao Er was unaware of his younger brother's ulterior motives. Knowing that there was meat, he kept urging Xiao Liu to hurry home.
As soon as the two men and the ox reached their doorstep, they smelled an enticing aroma, accompanied by Xiao Wu's giggling laughter.
"Mom, this braid is prettier than the bun."
"If you like it, that's fine," Jiang Nuan said, nodding in satisfaction after looking her daughter over.
This is one of the few skills she can be proud of; cooking skills don't count, they're just basic survival skills.
When she first entered university, all she knew was how to tie her hair in a ponytail, and her roommates forced her to learn various hairstyles.
By this point, modern hairstyles no longer suit me, but it's not a waste of my skills to braid them for children.
Today's six-pointed star braided hairstyle makes Xiao Wu, who has just grown chubby, look especially cute, energetic, beautiful and adorable.
Outside the door, the two brothers exchanged a helpless glance. They had knocked three times but no one answered. They really didn't know what everyone was doing.
Finally, Huang Lao Er couldn't help but speak up, "Mother, open the door, we're back."
He was starving to death.
"Oh!" Madam Xie raised her eyes in surprise, "My husband is back."
"I'll go get the food. We can eat in the yard; it's spacious and convenient," Jin said, and hurriedly left.
Tonight's dinner was indeed exceptionally lavish, just as Huang Xiaosan had said. There was not only chicken and fish, but also sweet and sour pork ribs, a favorite of the children. The whole family ate to their hearts' content.
After the meal, everyone drank tea to aid digestion.
"Mother, are we going to the clan chief's house?" Huang Xiaosan asked.
Upon hearing this, Jiang Nuan, who had been cheerful, frowned.
She really didn't want to get involved in this matter at all.
The victim was Lai Zi, and the two parties involved were Clan Chief Huang and Liao Chunhua.
Strictly speaking, it has nothing to do with her.
However, their family's indifference to such a major event that concerns the entire village seems somewhat out of place!
"Go, go later. Let them tear it apart for a while first."
"Tear it apart?" Huang Xiaosan clicked his tongue. "Mom, this will turn into a very ugly mess?"
"It's more than just ugly," Xie said, shaking her head with a smirk. "It could very well become a permanent feud."
“It’s not that it can’t be done well, but it will definitely create enmity,” Jiang Nuan said slowly. “This matter concerning Chief Huang has already angered the people. The clansmen will not let it go until an explanation is given.”
Who would trust a clan leader who schemes against an innocent child?
If someone can scheme against a child, they are no different from scheming against themselves.
If a clan leader lacks even the most basic kindness, what right does he have to be the leader of the people?
“Mother,” Huang Lao Er scratched his head and then said in a simple and honest voice, “I think everyone is at fault in this matter.”