The little girl watched her sisters finish their homework haphazardly, smacked her lips, and seemed to want to say something but remained silent.

She felt that, given Long'er's handwriting, it was lucky she wouldn't get a beating tonight; all that was missing was spilling ink on the paper and rubbing it a couple of times.

It's too late to rewrite it now, so let it be, let it be destroyed.

Unlike Hou Xiangxiang's worries, the little dumpling was actually quite happy.

"Shall we go to your house to play after we finish eating?"

Huo Xiaolong discovered that the little girl was quite skilled at assembling tanks. She recently had Lu Feigong make her a small wooden car, the kind where all the parts can be disassembled and used as weapons. It was so cool, and the little dumpling was very fond of it.

"Come if you can!"

Hou Xiangxiang felt she was going to get beaten up if she spoke too definitively.

The little girl's hunch was right; just after dinner, chaos erupted at the Huo family's house.

The little dumpling had never seen anything like this in either of her two lives. She had already finished her homework, so why was she being scolded? In her previous life, she had never felt this anxious.

He Yi chased her all over the yard with a feather duster.

"Huo Xiaolong! You stand right there! Look at what you've written! It's just wasting paper. If I don't teach you a lesson today, I'll change my surname to yours!"

This was the first time Huo Shuwen and Huo Xiaocheng had ever seen their wife/mother so angry, and neither of them dared to go forward and try to persuade her.

Erhei wanted to break up the fight, but didn't know where to start.

"Mom! I've finished writing! Why are you hitting me?"

"Look at what you've written! Is that even writing? It's just a black dot!"

Hou Xiangxiang was still by the wall. This time, she was cunning and climbed up a ladder. Watching her sisters being beaten, the little girl couldn't help but laugh.

"Xiangxiang"

A woman's deep voice came from behind. The little girl slowly turned around, and when she saw who it was, she leaped down the wall and ran straight to the main house without looking back!

"Grandma! Grandpa! My mom wants to hit me again!"

Good sisters are meant to be beaten together. Before three incense sticks had even burned, the sound of children crying came from the Marquis's mansion.

Why beat your child when you're full and have nothing better to do?

———Mo Family Mini-Theater

"Tell me! How are we going to get our son married if we don't have enough money! Haven't you saved any money of your own all these years?" Lu Wangji's mother said to her husband, looking at the scattered silver notes on the table.

"I don't have any secret savings! You've swindled all the money I have away with..."

"So what do we do now?! Your son has finally blossomed like an iron tree!"

"Let's wait for my junior brother to lend it to us; didn't he go to the farmhouse?"

Honestly, if it weren't for the fact that she had been with him for so many years, Madam Lu would have slapped him twice over.

Where did they get such a big face? A sect as big as this has to borrow money to get a wife!