After Old Lady Hua left, Yang Chuxia couldnât fall back asleep. Damn it, this house was just too unsafe. People wanted to kill her every minute, and she was just sleeping when Old Lady Hua came in. What if Old Lady Hua poisoned her food in the future?
Yang Chuxia couldnât help but shiver. It was very possible, and poison was something she couldnât defend against. If it were a fight, she wouldnât be afraid since she used to be a special agent, but poison was her weak point out of the eighteen skills in her training.
No, she had to split the family up. She had to do it quickly, so Old Lady Hua wouldnât find it easy to make a move once they stopped living and eating together.
However, the problem was that Old Yang and Old Lady Hua were both alive and well, so her adoptive parents definitely wouldnât agree to split the family. It seemed she would have to figure out a way.
With that in mind, she planned to try talking to them that night.
Unexpectedly, she didnât get to speak with her adoptive father for three days in a row. The swelling at the back of her head had gone down quite a bit, but she hadnât run into Yang Dachuan even once.
Yang Dachuan got up very early every day. As soon as it was light out, heâd have a bowl of porridge in the stove room, grab a corn cake, and go out with his shovel. By then, she hadnât woken up yet. Yang Dachuan didnât come home at noon because the fields were far from the village, so the family members would bring food to him. When he got back in the evening, the Yang Family had already finished their dinner, and she was asleep.
If things continued like this, she might only see Yang Dachuan during the holidays. She deeply felt this was not okay, for when would she finally be able to discuss the division with him? Moreover, there was another issue that she had strong opinions about.
That was Yang Dachuan coming home very late every day, at which point the stove room in the Yang house was freezing cold. If it werenât for Ms. Wang reluctantly leaving a bowl of porridge under Old Lady Huaâs supervision, Yang Dachuan would have nothing to eat when he came back.
Even so, Old Lady Hua still thought Ms. Wang left too much porridge for him.
Yang Chuxia couldnât stand it any longer. Wasnât this too bullying? Of the four Yang brothers, letâs not talk about Yang Xiaoâan, who was in town, but both Yang Daâan and Yang Xiaochuan were at home. Why did all the fieldwork fall on Yang Dachuan alone?
Moreover, Yang Dachuan was disabled. Yang Dachuanâs left arm was always raised, as he was said to have been injured in his childhood and had not received proper medical treatment, so his arm didnât have much strength.
You can imagine how hard it must be for someone with a disabled left arm to manage eight or nine acres of the Yang Familyâs land all by himself. It would be one thing if the food followed suit, but it didnât. Not even mentioning nutritious food, he couldnât even eat enough to be satisfied.
No, she had to do something, or else the pathetic days of the Yang Family would suffocate her with anger.
With this in mind, Yang Chuxia rushed into the stove room where Ms. Wang and Ms. Liu were making lunch together.
"Xiaxia, why did you come here? The stove room is hot, be careful not to stay too long or youâll get dizzy. Go back to your room and rest," Ms. Wang wiped the sweat from her forehead and said to Yang Chuxia.
"Pssh... Acting like a noble lady. How many days have you been resting? Thereâs not much firewood in the stove room, but you donât even bother to pick some up. Just a bunch of lazy pigs who only know how to eat." Before Yang Chuxia could say anything, Ms. Liu couldnât wait to sneer at her.