"So what? Are we supposed to be scared of them?" Lin Caiqing said, raising her chin with an emphatic air.
Suddenly, a hand descended from above. With two fingers curled, it knocked her on the head, making a 'thud' sound.
"Ouch!"
She hastily reached up to cover her head, looking indignantly at her own father.
"Dad, why did you hit me?"
"If I don't hit you, you'll forget your own surname!" Lin Baiyi replied crossly to his daughter.
"I..."
Lin Caiqing was somewhat indignant, but she thought that since everyone agreed with Sister Sangsang's decision, there must be a reason for it.
"Qing'er, it's not that we're afraid of others, but we also need to guard against others acting against us behind our backs. Tell me, can our few mouths compete with so many people in the village?"
Lin Changfeng reminded his younger sister.
