"An Jiuyue, you don't know what's good for you. Aren't I doing this for your sake? If it weren't for the fact that you're a pitiful widow with orphans, do you think I'd be happy to be here?
Hmph, if you're not willing to sell Rong'er, there are plenty of people who will be willing to! Don't blame me for not giving you a chance!"
After hesitating for a long time, she finally decided to threaten An Jiuyue. She had considered leaving when An Jiuyue suddenly became so terrifying.
However, she was really unwilling after she gave it some thought. She had already received the money but she would have to return it. No one would be happy in this situation!
"In that case, go to the village and ask if anyone is willing to sell their children, Aunt Wang." An Jiuyue grinned sinisterly.
"If you think it's too much of a hassle to ask them one by one, why don't I talk to the Clan Chief and village's Junior Officer and ask them to spread the word for you in the village? What do you think?"
"You—"
Aunt Wang felt her anger caught in her throat and she was scared.
She had set her sights on An Jiuyue's child because she felt that the Chief and Junior Officer would not find out about it since An Jiuyue lived far away from the village.
If they found out that she had sold someone else's son, she would not gain anything from this. The Chief had a stubborn personality and would definitely chase her out of the An Clan Village.
"Alright, alright. An Jiuyue, you little b*tch. You don't know how to appreciate others' kindness, do you? You promised me back then but you still went back on your word. Do you think I'm easy to bully?
Do you really think that I don't have anyone else in my household? Just wait and see! I will find someone to drag Rong'er to town… Ah! What are you doing?
An Jiuyue, you… Put me down! "
Before Aunt Wang could finish speaking, An Jiuyue took a few steps forward, lifted her by the collar, and walked to the window.
"You're so noisy!"
With that, she threw her out of the window.
This was a treehouse, and it belonged to her adoptive father. Although it was situated some distance above the ground, should a person fall from the treehouse, they would only incur a few superficial wounds and would not suffer any fractures or deep lacerations.
But she had to know her limits.
"Ah!"
An Jiuyue did not hear the sound of a heavy object hitting the ground after she threw Aunt Wang down. There was only a blood-curdling scream.
A string of curses followed immediately after.
"An Jiuyue, how dare you throw me down? You're trying to kill me! Just you wait! Wait for me to tell the Clan Chief to chase you out of the village, you b*tch!"
"Go ahead. Let's see if the Chief will believe you or me!"
An Jiuyue stood at the window and looked down. She saw Aunt Wang, who was in a sorry state, looking up towards her.
"Aunt Wang, it's raining so heavily. Why did you come up the mountain? Look, you fell down. You have to be more careful in the future. You might have only fallen down this time but if you come up the mountain again, you might lose your life.
Maybe you don't want to live anymore. Although you're already so old, you still have to serve the elderly and take care of the children at home. But it's better to live than to die. No matter what, you shouldn't be committing suicide, right?
You should hurry home now. I'll talk to the Chief later and ask him to tell your family members not to tire you out—it'll shorten your lifespan!
You're already so old. If your lifespan is shortened by a few years, you'll probably only live for a few more months, right?
You should take it easy!"