"How could you—"
"Are you going to get lost or not?" Before Aunt Liu Hua could finish, An Jing snatched the kitchen knife from Xiao Changyi's hand, raised it high, and posed as if she were about to chop Aunt Liu Hua.
"Ah—" Aunt Liu Hua was scared, screaming in panic while running outside, at such a fast pace.
It wasn't until she had run out of the courtyard and quite a distance away that Aunt Liu Hua calmed down a bit.
Turning her head and spitting fiercely in the direction of the courtyard, Aunt Liu Hua cursed, "Ungrateful thing! You deserve to be childless! You deserve to have your line end with you! I curse you to be choked to death by all that tofu!"
Of course, she didn't dare to curse loudly, afraid that An Jing and Xiao Changyi would hear her. Now, who in the village wasn't cautious around these two? She certainly did not want to get seriously hurt, or worse, lose her life.
