After all, the family had long been divided, and their moving out would save a lot of trouble.
"Mom, so you're going to live with us, right?"
"Of course, I'm going to live with Jiaojiao," the Ruanlin Family matriarch glared at him: "What, you're tired of this old lady now?"
"How could I?" Ruan Jianguo laughed: "I was worried you wouldn't want to live with us."
"Alright, alright, stop buttering me up. Take care of that pork, hang it up in the kitchen's draft to cure it for a bit. Keep a few pounds for Jiaojiao to eat, and sell the rest. This meat sells better than the home-raised stuff."
"Okay," Ruan Jianguo complied, this time without any mental pressure from getting more than his fair share of the pork.
At this moment, Ruan Jiaojiao was oblivious that her grandmother and father had seen through her "golden finger." Terrified, she dared not let her thoughts wander, fearing she might conjure up some Ferocious Beast.
