Fancy Red Pavilion was a well-known building in Quanya, known to many people.
In the past, when Yang Lichun and her gang bullied Yang Chuxia, they often talked about it. However, today Yang Chuxia returned their words to them intact.
After speaking, Yang Chuxia threw something out as an ending to this trash-beating event.
"Iâve warned you, get the hell out of here, or the next moment, this stool in front of you will smash on your head."
Yang Lichun looked at the stool in front of her with some fear, then glanced at Yang Chuxia. She was just a step away from being hit.
Then, already somewhat frightened, she was even more alarmed by Yang Chuxiaâs harsh words and immediately dropped her basket and ran away.
"Such a bore!" Yang Chuxia rolled her eyes and said to Ye Ziâan, "These rotten peach blossoms of yours are useless. I just said a few words, and she surrendered. Thereâs no sense of accomplishment."
Ye Ziâan couldnât help but shake his head and smile, not knowing what to say.
"Oh, whatâs that strange smell!" The brothers Yang Qingrui and Yang Qingtong entered with a fish basket. As soon as they stepped in, they smelled an odd aroma.
Yang Chuxia looked at the basket Yang Lichun had dropped on the ground and thought about it. "It should be the smell from that, but I donât know what it is."
Yang Qingtong curiously took a look and immediately covered his nose and jumped away.
"Whatâs inside?" Yang Chuxia asked.
"Stinky tofu."
"Oh, she can even make stinky tofu herself?"
Yang Chuxia instructed, "Brother An, pick it up and let me see her craftsmanship. Surprisingly, she has been spoiled since childhood. Except for the one month she spent in jail, she hasnât experienced any hardships. She should have looked down on stinky tofu, but she can actually make it."
"How do you know she made it herself?" Ye Ziâan picked up the basket and asked her.
"I guessed." Yang Chuxia glanced at the tofu, which was actually quite well made, but it was a pity it fell to the ground.
After thinking about it, she rubbed her chin and said, "Brother An, next time she makes this and gives it to you, remember to accept it and bring it back to me."
Upon hearing this, the brothers Yang Qingrui couldnât believe their peculiar sister. Could she be even more peculiar?
But Ye Ziâan thought about it and nodded his head in agreement, and Yang Chuxia smiled with squinted eyes.
"By the way, you two have been in the town school for more than a month now, right? How are you doing in school? How are you getting along with your classmates?" Yang Chuxia asked the two younger brothers with a smile.
Yang Qingrui replied that everything was going well.
But when it came to Yang Qingtong, his face looked a little bitter.
"Whatâs wrong with you? Did you encounter anything unhappy at school?"
Yang Qingtong shook his head at her question.
"Whatâs going on, then? As a boy, shouldnât you speak out and be straightforward? Hesitation is unbecoming!" Seeing him like this, Yang Chuxiaâs tone became a little sharp.
Yang Qingtong shrank his head at her words and said, "Sis, one of my classmates is always following me. Itâs so annoying. He follows me during meals and to the toilet. Even when I sleep, he wants to stay with me. If I donât take him along, he cries." He expressed his frustration.
"Really?"
Yang Qingrui also nodded, "Indeed. And he doesnât like following anyone else. He doesnât talk to others, he just enjoys sticking to our little brother."
"Is that so?" Yang Chuxia thought about it and said, "Well, in a few days, when my foot gets better, Iâll go to your school and see whoâs been bothering you, making you so exhausted."
Yang Qingtong nodded his head at her words, not saying anything more, trying to minimize his presence. He didnât forget Brother Ziâanâs glare earlier.