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...
“That’s right,” Jiang Nuan continued, “Do you think they’ll sincerely apologize and correct their mistakes if we don’t let this go today? You’re dreaming. Even your grandma said this happens all the time, which means that none of them think it’s a big deal, and they don’t think they’re wrong. No matter how sincere their apology is now, it’s just a temporary bow of their heads.”
"Mother, you knew this would happen, so why did you still make him apologize?" Huang Xiaosi was confused. "He's not sincere and he won't change his ways, so it's completely meaningless."
“How can it be meaningless?” Grandma Jiang shook her head. “No matter what, we have to make a gesture, otherwise others will think we are easy to bully.”
“What your grandmother said may be blunt, but it makes sense,” Jiang Nuan said slowly. “Sometimes, sincerity or pretense is not that important. As long as they realize that they will have to pay the price for doing this, they will definitely restrain themselves in the future.”
“Exactly,” Grandma Jiang nodded. “The village chief’s family spoils their child rotten. He’s like a little tyrant. Even if he gives in today, nothing will change tomorrow. We took away their dog, which they’ve had for three or four years, today. At least they’ll have some peace and quiet for a couple of days.”
Even if we ask someone else for another one, it will take another month or so to raise it properly, and then the village can finally have some peace and quiet.
Upon hearing this, Jiang Nuan smiled and remained silent.
However, it is true that it is easier to change mountains and rivers than to change one's nature. Rather than racking one's brains to persuade people to do good, it is better to directly use actions to deter people from doing evil.
Ultimately, achieving the goal is what matters; the process isn't that important.
Besides, she didn't just take away a dog; she wanted to...
Two hours later.
"Mother," Huang Xiaosi said, feeling a bit overwhelmed when he saw the pack of dogs behind the oxcart, "Why did you bring so many dogs home? To eat them?"
This was the same pack of dogs that chased him this morning, and they're still chasing him now. Even with so many more people around, it still makes him uneasy.
“These skinny dogs are all skin and bones, what meat can they eat?” Xie shook her head. “Feed them well for a few days to fatten them up first.”
As she spoke, she turned to Jiang Nuan, "Mother, a dozen dogs is too many. What are we going to do with them?"
"Let me think about it."
When you want to take revenge, only think about making these accomplices pay the price, and stop them from acting as accomplices to evil as before.
Now, however, things are in a difficult position.
Kill them for meat? No way, there won't be much meat even if we kill all these dogs.
Keep them? There's too many dogs in the house.
Release them? A pack of domesticated dogs with no wild instincts—it's hard to say how many would survive if released into the deep mountains and forests.
Headache!
"Let's keep him for now and let Xiao Liu get some training."
Her sixth child is incredibly skilled at training animals. Whether they have two legs or four hooves, they all become obedient and well-behaved in her hands.
Under Xiao Liu's special care, Da Hua has laid more eggs than before.
Who knows, maybe they could become a dog guard team or something in the future, Jiang Nuan thought wildly.
"Finally home!" Huang Xiaosi felt a sense of relief the moment he stepped through the door.
Although Jiangjia Village was exciting, he still felt that home was the best.
“Yes,” Jiang Nuan said with a half-smile, “I’m finally home.”
"Mother," Huang Xiaosi suddenly felt a chill, "Why are you looking at me like that?"
It always gave him the impression that he had ill intentions.
But is that even possible?
Today, I'm going to stand up for them in a big way. I'm so protective of my kids, how could I possibly lay a hand on my own son?
Even though he tried to comfort himself with these thoughts, Huang Xiaosi still felt a little uneasy.
He recalled his elder brother's tragic fate.