But now the two little girls are eating thick rice porridge, while he can only stand outside smelling the aroma, hungry. He's been wanting to come in and steal the food for a long time.
"If you're not full, ask your grandma for some. Why are you asking me?" Han Luoxue smiled and slammed the door shut.
Han Yuze refused to give up and started banging on the door again, muttering curses under his breath.
"Han Luoxue, you little brat, open the door for me right now, I'm starving."
"If you don't open the door, I'll tell Grandma. She'll beat you to death when she gets here!"
"Han Luoxue, Grandma says you're a little slut. If you don't open the door, Grandma will sell you and give you a new wife."
The boy outside was hurling increasingly vulgar insults. Han Luoxue's face turned cold. She grabbed a broom from the doorway, opened the door with a bang, and before Han Yuze could react, she smashed it over his head.
Han Yuze was so frightened that he turned and ran away, faster than a monkey.
"Xue'er, who's outside?" Yunniang curiously peeked out.
"A heartless ingrate, ignore him."
Han Luoxue said nonchalantly. She took out some millet flour from her spatial storage and handed it to Han Luoyu, instructing, "I might go out for a while. You can hide this grain and use it for cooking this afternoon."
"Xue'er, where are you going again? You're not planning to go into the mountains again, are you?" Yunniang said with a disapproving look. The mountains are not peaceful now.
"No, I still want to go to town to take a look. Mom, don't worry, I'll ask Han Yuchen to come with me this time."
When Yunniang heard that Han Yuchen was with them, she felt relieved.
Han Luoxue carried half a sack of grain to Han Qiang's house. Han Qiang was very happy to see her: "Xue'er, your grain has really solved our village's urgent problem. They are all very grateful to you."
That courtyard is a haunted house; nobody dares to go there normally. Leaving it there is a waste; if no one lives there for a long time, the house will break down and need repairs. Old houses that are uninhabited and neglected for years will deteriorate.
Han Mingyuan didn't mind the yard being empty and even gave them grain, which made the villagers very grateful. However, some people were still sarcastic, saying they didn't know where Han Luoxue got the grain from. Han Qiang gave the gossipy people a good scolding.
However, Han Qiang's trump card was that those who talked too much wouldn't get their share of the grain, since thirty catties of grain was simply not enough. His words delighted those who didn't say anything, while those who did were filled with regret and pleaded for mercy.
Hearing this, Han Luoxue simply smiled and handed the grain in her hand to Han Qiang: "Grandpa Village Head, we were so grateful to you for giving us grain last time so we could get through the crisis. Now I have some surplus grain, so I'm returning this to you."
Han Qiang weighed it in his hand and handed it to Han Luoxue, laughing, "You silly girl, Grandpa said it was a gift for you, why are you giving it back to me?"
“Grandpa Village Head, life is tough for everyone these days. We were already very grateful that you gave us grain back then. Now that we have it, of course we should repay you.”
Han Luoxue didn't intend to take the grain back after delivering it; her grain supply would continue to grow. She also planned to sell the grain in the near future.
"That won't do either. I only gave you so much, and you're giving me back so much. Grandpa can't take advantage of you for nothing."
Li Aidi's eyes lit up when she saw the grain sacks. Seeing them trying to pass the buck, she ran over first, snatched the sacks, and complained:
"Honey, this is a gift from Xue'er to us out of filial piety. Please accept it. If you think it's too much, I'll take it back to my parents' house later. They haven't had any rice to cook for several days."
Seeing the gleam in Li Aidi's eyes, Han Luoxue thought of the modern term "brother-obsessed demon." It seems that whether in ancient or modern times, there are still plenty of people who, even after marriage, still think only of their maternal family.
Han Qiang felt ashamed of Li Aidi's actions. He grabbed the bag and tried to take it back, but Li Aidi refused to let go.
Taking advantage of their argument, Han Luoxue hurriedly slipped away. The grain had already been returned; what they did with it was up to them. However, Li Aidi's actions would eventually sadden the village head.
After leaving the village head's house, Han Luoxue went to find Han Yuchen. Han Yuchen happened to be home, and Uncle Han Ba greeted her warmly. After explaining her purpose, Han Yuchen didn't refuse.
The two could only walk to town, but thankfully they walked quite fast. They ran into Old Lady Han and her group as they approached the market.
When Han Juhua saw her and Han Yuchen running over angrily, she reached out to grab her wrist.
Han Yuchen stepped forward and kicked Han Juhua away as she rushed towards him.
With a thud, Han Juhua fell to the ground, her face changing color.
However, Han Juhua still managed to get up from the ground in one go, her face smeared like a little kitten's, which looked somewhat comical.
"Han Luoxue! Luhua has been given to Butcher Liu. She's only eleven years old. Are you satisfied now?"
Luhua Sister? Han Luoxue thought of that equally introverted little girl. She had to admit, the little girl was quite pretty. It was just that she didn't talk much and wasn't very likable.
Han Luoxue's gaze fell on Old Lady Han and Han Lenghua not far away, each carrying a cloth bag. Presumably, they had traded Han Luhua for grain.
"Sister Chrysanthemum, what you're saying isn't right. What does it matter to me whether Sister Reed Catkins gave it to Butcher Liu or not? Why should I be satisfied?"
Han Luoxue smiled indifferently, her gaze towards Han Juhua filled with disdain and mockery:
"Besides, if you really care about Luhua, why is your face so dirty while theirs is clean?"
Han Juhua's face stiffened. She glanced uneasily at Old Mrs. Han and Leng Hua behind her. All along the way, she had been badmouthing Han Luoxue, saying things like, "It's just thirty catties of grain for a family, why force them into such a desperate situation?" But now that Han Luoxue had said this, what would the two of them think of her?
Sure enough, Old Mrs. Han's gaze was venomous. Han Juhua trembled in fright and hurriedly said:
"If you hadn't kept asking for thirty catties of grain, how could Sister Luhua have been replaced?"
“Sister Chrysanthemum, this grain has nothing to do with me. Yesterday I already told the village head and the whole village that the grain should be handed over and distributed to the villagers. Our three households will not take a single grain of rice.”
"How could you do this?"
Han Juhua was so angry she was about to vomit blood. Han Luoxue was truly infuriating.
They had mistakenly thought the grain was for the third branch of the family, and Old Mrs. Han even said that no matter what, she would get half of it back.
So what if they separated from the family? She is Han Laosan's biological mother, and no one can change that.
Grandma Han's plan was good, and Han Juhua naturally tried her best to please her.
That made them feel a little better, but who would have thought that that brat Han Luoxue would actually say...
She doesn't want this grain; she wants to give it to the villagers?
How can they get the grain back then?
Old Mrs. Han angrily threw down the grain sack, ran over on her bound feet, and raised her hand to hit someone again, but Han Luoxue smiled coldly:
"What? You want to hit me?"
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