Ms.Liu in the courtyard was like a dog, possessing keen senses; she sharply asked, "Qingrui, what's that in your hand? Is it food? Are you daring to hide food?"
Yang Chuxia coldly glared at Ms. Liu, "Didn't you get enough beating at noon? Still itching for more?"
"Little brother, go inside!" Yang Chuxia ignored Ms. Liu, stepped forward, and snatched the hoe from Yang Dachuan's hand forcefully proclaimed, "Today, my dad isn't going anywhere! He's staying home to eat, and I dare anyone to object!"
"Xiaxia, I'm fine. I just need to finish a little work," Yang Dachuan was stunned by his daughter's boldness but was still more afraid of Old Lady Hua.
