Ye Fangxuan looked at her, her eyes filled with fear.

Song Fanxing left her with a great deal of psychological trauma when she was a child, and she is still afraid when she sees Song Fanxing now.

Fang Jie walked over with a dark face and stood in front of Song Darong, looking at her sister whom she hadn't seen for many years.

Fang Min awkwardly looked away from Song Darong.

"Sister, it's been a long time."

Fang Jie: "Why did you suddenly come?"

Fang Min knelt down in front of Fang Jie and hugged Fang Jie's leg.

She cried out, "Sister, my daughter and I are desperate. Please take us in."

Upon seeing this, Ye Fangxuan also knelt down in front of Fang Jie.

"Auntie, we're starving! Please take us in."

Both Song Darong and Song Fanxing frowned.

Fang Jie's heart had long been broken by them; those two were ungrateful wretches.

When he needs her, he humbles himself; when he doesn't, he cuts off all contact with her and curses her behind her back.

She will no longer be soft-hearted towards them.

Fang Jie said expressionlessly, "Get up. Why haven't you changed your habit of kneeling at the drop of a hat?"

Fang Min: "If you don't agree, we won't get up."

"Fine, then you can keep kneeling."

Fang Jie turned around and went inside to cook.

Song Fanxing kept enough food for tonight and tomorrow morning, and put everything else into her spatial storage.

The aroma wafting from inside the house made Ye Fangxuan and her daughter's mouths water.

Once the food was served, the mother and daughter could no longer kneel down and rushed to their feet and into the house.

Song Yaohua entered the house and saw Fang Min and Ye Fangxuan rushing in to grab food.

He rushed over and started hitting them, yelling, "Where did these beggars come from? How dare you come to my house to steal my food! I'll beat you to death!"

Song Yaohua, now tall and strong, lifted Fang Min and Ye Fangxuan in each hand and threw them outside the yard. He then slammed the door shut and locked it.