An Xian's eyes rolled back in pain, and her screams, like those of a pig being slaughtered, were extremely piercing.
The two adjacent rooms were quiet. Qiao Zhiqin heard the noise and ran over. What she saw was An Xian covering her head, lying on the ground, wailing loudly.
"Waaah... Someone's dead! Murder! Anning, you little bitch—"
Anning was still clutching a large handful of hair in her hand, with a bit of bloody scalp hanging from one end. Anjing was shocked when she saw it.
"Fourth sister, what are you doing? Why are you still—" Anjing stared at the hair in Anning's hand, but didn't finish her sentence.
Qiao Zhiqin swallowed, slightly surprised. "What's going on?"
An Ning glanced at the hair she had pulled out of her hand, then tossed it to the ground, her face full of coldness.
"She took my things and wouldn't give them back. I tried to take them back, but she wouldn't give them back, so I had to resort to violence."
"What if Mother sees this—"
An Ning sneered and interrupted An Jing before she could finish speaking.
"So what if I saw it? She took my things first. Am I just supposed to let her take them? She just takes things from people for no reason and then she thinks she's right?"
An Xian had already gotten up from the ground, crying and covering her head as she ran away.
Qiao Zhiqin frowned, watching An Xian's retreating figure, a hint of disgust appearing in her eyes.
How can there be such a person in this world?
This incident escalated quite a bit. Anxian went to complain, and Anning couldn't escape either; she was summoned.
Upon seeing this, Qiao Zhiqin went to fetch reinforcements.
Now, the only person who can be spoken to in this family is my little cousin Anle.
Moreover, Anle's younger cousin is clearly more powerful than her aunt.
As long as we find the person and explain the situation clearly, my little cousin will definitely not let my cousin Anning suffer any injustice.
Besides, didn't Anning's cousin say before that if it were her younger cousin, she would kick her out? If she calls her younger cousin over, she should be kicked out, right?
In the reception room, Qiao Zhiqin sat on one side, not saying a word, but simply called Anle over.
This is a family matter, and she has no right to interfere, so she can only sit on the sidelines and wait to see how it goes.
Logically speaking, she shouldn't show her face when others are dealing with family matters, but since it involves her cousin Anning, she can't just not come and check on things.
After all, Anning had witnessed firsthand how awful her cousin's older sister was.
If this matter truly wrongs Anning, she will speak up for her if necessary, and it might be of some use.
Anle glanced at Anxian, who was crying and whining and accusing others first, and a hint of displeasure appeared in her eyes.
She was busy with the demolition of Jincheng when her cousin Zhiqin pulled her over, saying that Anning and Anxian had a little conflict.
She had heard a bit about what had happened from her cousin Zhiqin, and now, hearing Anxian so confidently distorting the truth with her mother, she couldn't help but laugh in anger.
"...Auntie, look at my scalp, a piece of it has been torn off. How am I supposed to face people now?"
All I did was touch her red hairpin.
"I just thought it looked nice and wanted to take a look, right? Anning is so stingy! Can't I even look at it? She actually attacked me."
An Ning was so angry that she was trembling all over, and she pointed at An Xian's nose, quite furious.
"Say it again? Are you going to keep talking nonsense here? You clearly want to take my hairpin, you said it yourself."
"If I were just looking, why would I lay a hand on you, why would I try to snatch the hairpin?" As he spoke, his gaze turned to Qiao Qiuniang.
"Mother, don't listen to her nonsense. She's lying to you. She was very aggressive when she snatched my things just now."
She said things like, "Why should I have something she doesn't? If she sees something, she wants to take it." She told me this herself, and it really made me furious.
"No matter how angry you are, you can't hit her," Qiao Qiuniang scolded An Ning. She knew her child's temper all too well.
This child has a bit of a temper; he gets angry very easily.
Anxian never tells the truth, and she naturally knows that too.
But regardless of whose side is in the right, the fact remains that someone's head has been broken, and that's undeniable.
Even the most reasonable thing becomes unreasonable once someone's head is broken.
well--
She also didn't want to leave the child at home, knowing that whenever the child got together with her other children, he would always cause some trouble. Before, he caused trouble with Lewa, and now he's become the fourth child.
"Xian'er, your aunt will make you boiled eggs in sweet soup later. Your head will feel better after you eat the eggs."
An Xian pouted with disgust; she had no desire to eat boiled eggs in sweet soup.
Sweet boiled eggs are indeed a delicacy when sold outside, and she would certainly enjoy eating them normally. Even at home, her mother is reluctant to let her eat sweet boiled eggs often, and she only gets to eat them when she is sick.
But the meal she ate at the An family's house today was much tastier than boiled eggs in sugar water.
They have plenty of meat and fish, so they're not lacking in sweet boiled eggs.
Don't try to fool her with a bowl of boiled eggs in sugar water.
“Anning ripped off a patch of my hair. How am I supposed to go out in public now? Auntie, you have to stand up for me today.”
"Either you pluck a lock of hair from Anning's head, or you make Anning give me that red hairpin and apologize properly, then I'll forgive her."
Just as An Ning was about to say something, An Le, who was sitting in a chair to the side, spoke up with a smile.
"Whether it's stealing or touching, if you take someone else's things, do you think you're in the right?"
The person who touched the object has to apologize to the person who moved it. What kind of logic is that?
You know perfectly well why a clump of hair was plucked from your head.
If I hadn't pulled out your hair and you had actually stolen the things, I would have dragged you straight to the government office in Hongcheng and let them deal with you.
Stealing and robbing people, how is that any different from being a robber?
Anxian stubbornly refused to admit it.
"I didn't steal it, I just wanted to touch it."
Anle nodded. "Oh, is that so? You just wanted to touch it? When you went into my fourth sister's room, did she invite you in, or did you go in on your own?"
"Of course I went in by myself."
"Entering uninvited, what's the difference between this and forcibly breaking in? You're a thief."
I wonder what crime the government would charge someone with forcibly breaking into a commoner's house.
"You're supposed to be a guest, yet you barged into someone's house and rummaged through their belongings without their permission. Do you think you're in the right, or my fourth sister is?"
Anle kept bringing up government officials and courts, constantly using the government to intimidate people. Anxian couldn't help but shrink back, and immediately lost her desire to make the coral hairpin.
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