Si Jin withdrew her hand. "Then what would it be suitable for?"
"Of course it's suitable for...holding, east, west."
Feng Linyuan chuckled twice, went to the trunk of the car, picked out a stool, and placed it under Si Jin.
After settling the boy in, he turned to Qin Dazhuang and said, "Get up and cook, or we won't accept the medicine here. You know the consequences."
Qin Dazhuang suddenly realized that it was now his turn to beg Si Jin.
Thinking about this, I deeply regretted my impulsive actions just now.
He leaned on the stove, struggling to his feet, his tone much gentler than before: "Jinjin, I'm your father, can't you be a little more accommodating..."
"Make an exception? Hahahaha." Si Jin laughed sarcastically: "I remember when I was fourteen, you were sick and insisted on telling me the story of lying on the ice to catch carp, so I ran to town in the dead of winter to buy you meat buns and wine."
“My shoes were worn out, and I came home with one foot in ice and the other in snow, but you said the wine I bought wasn’t the kind of wine you like.”
"After finishing the wine, he smashed the bottle on my head and yelled at me to go cook for him."
"That time, I had a high fever for five days and five nights. If it weren't for the old Chinese medicine doctor at the east end of the village taking pity on me and giving me some medicine, I probably would have died that year."
Si Jin's voice was gentle, and she spoke without any emotional fluctuations, as if she had long been accustomed to suffering.
Hearing this, Feng Linyuan's heart tightened again.
All he knew was that his vampire father, Qin Dazhuang, wasn't good to Jinjin.
Little did they know how much suffering he had endured.
I really regret not coming here sooner.
If he had known earlier, he could have brought Jinjin home sooner and made her his child bride.
Qin Dazhuang was speechless after being rebuked. Knowing that he was in the wrong, he didn't dare to say anything more. He could only turn around, endure the pain in his feet, and move step by step toward the stove.
But the vegetables being chopped by his hands were already rotten leaves.
Si Jin suggested again, "I don't want to eat this. Didn't you say you made something delicious for me?"
He tilted his head slightly, looked at Qin Dazhuang to the side, and said with a light smile, "I want to eat that ox you use to plow the fields outside. Go and kill it."
Qin Dazhuang was shocked upon hearing this.
Anger surged within him, and he unconsciously increased the force in his hand, splattering as he chopped his own finger with the cleaver.
"Ahhhh—"
He yelled through his bleeding fingers, "Are you crazy? I've raised that cow for over ten years. Our family's livelihood depends on it. You're not even as precious as it! How dare you..."
"Say it again, who's more precious?"
Feng Linyuan's words reminded Qin Dazhuang once again.
Qin Sijin has now hooked up with a rich man; he can't afford to offend her!
Qin Dazhuang gritted his teeth and swallowed his anger.
He wrapped his injured finger with a strip of cloth and went to the cowshed.
He was kicked by a cow and ended up with a bruised and swollen face, with several broken ribs.
Only then did they finally kill the cow, and with great difficulty, dragged themselves to cook.
When the dark soup was served, Si Jin glanced at it with disgust: "It looks awful, the smell makes me want to vomit."
"I'm not eating anymore, I'm leaving."
They tormented him for a whole day and night, leaving him covered in bruises and making him a laughingstock in the village. They even killed the family's only ox for plowing the fields, all for a single sentence from Qin Sijin—
Not eating anymore, leaving?
Isn't this just making a fool of him?!
Qin Dazhuang was so angry he almost vomited blood. He couldn't beat Si Jin and Feng Linyuan, so he kicked over the table and gritted his teeth, plotting how to tell the police about Si Jin's trickery of him, hoping they could at least get justice.
But he didn't know that at the same time, Si Jin was also communicating with Xiao Yao using his divine sense.
My dear son, did you report Qin Dazhuang to the police for abducting teenage girls, abusing children, and raping widows?
"Okay, okay, it's all ready this morning." Xiao Yao confidently put her hands on her hips: "The police are expected to arrive in three minutes. If you don't mind, you can stay and watch the show."
【Oh ho ho ^O^/】
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[Explain a point.]
Jinjin is trying to redress the grievances of those gods who are not doing well. Of the ten thousand gods that Yuanzai performed the ritual for, only these few dozen are not doing well, so Jinjin came to transmigrate quickly.
It is important to emphasize that not all gods are having a bad time; only a few dozen are.
I mentioned this in the Infinite Flow Dimension, and I don't know why everyone has this misunderstanding, so let me explain again.
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