The crying stopped instantly.
This method is very effective.
Lu Xiaoli took a bite of the red bean cake and ate it in no time.
The red bean cake is so sweet, it's delicious.
"Really? Sister, you're not angry? You won't hit me?"
Does this older sister not hit people?
An Wan nodded. "I promise I won't scold you or hit you."
Seeing Lu Xiaoli's cautious manner reminded her of her past self.
No matter what you do, good or bad, you'll get beaten and scolded.
"Hehehe..." For the first time, she didn't get a beating, and Lu Xiaoli giggled foolishly, with two more snot dripping from her nose.
An Wan showed no disgust and took a tissue to wipe Lu Xiaoli clean.
For some reason, she actually liked this dirty little child at first sight.
Lu Miao's other five daughters also came out to eat red bean cakes. The eldest one, Lu Xiaoyan, is already twenty years old.
The youngest is only about two years old, and her name is Lu Xiaona.
While she was eating red bean cake, An Wan kept a close eye on her, afraid that she would choke.
Lu Xiaona didn't choke on her food even after they finished the whole plate of red bean cake and water chestnut cake.
An Wan finally felt relieved, not because she was overthinking things. It was mainly because Lu Xiaona was young and ate very quickly, as if she hadn't eaten for years.
What if I choke and something unexpected happens?
Don't do bad things with good intentions.
This kind of thing has happened before.
In her previous life, before the apocalypse, she had heard of and seen people who choked to death on food given to them by others, even at the age of five or six, let alone a two-year-old infant.
"Your name is An Wan? So you're the bastard my second aunt picked up?" Lu Miao's fourth daughter, Lu Xiaojing, was about eleven years old. She spoke without thinking, and was mean and vicious.
Bastard?
Upon hearing those two words, An Wan's face paled a shade lower.
It's one thing for outsiders to say such things about me, but even my cousin from my third uncle's family says the same thing.
“My name is An Wan, but I am not a bastard. I am my parents’ child.”
Ignoring Lu Xiaojing's reaction, An Wan pulled Lu Zhili along.
"Little sister, she bullied you, I'm going to teach her a lesson." Any bad person who dares to bully your little sister deserves a beating.
If one beating isn't enough, then beat them again.
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