Lady Zhu was extremely reluctant. Had it not been for the impossibility of stopping Pei Qin, she would have broken the wretched girl's legs. Now she was simply starving her for a day! Seeing Old Pei's sharp gaze sweeping over, Lady Zhu, with a long face, went to the kitchen to portion out steamed buns and cornmeal.
Lady Fang came over to cook with her eyes red and her face swollen.
Pei Qin had the least patience for women's weeping and wailing, stopping San Ya in her tracks, "Don't be so spineless, crying over every little thing! What's the point of crying? Can it solve anything!?"
San Ya, somewhat afraid, looked at her eldest sister who had become fiercely strong, fierce, and violent in such a short time, and quickly wiped away her tears, stopping her crying.
Real men don't cry! Shut up!" Pei Qin, who loathed the sight of men crying even more, shot a glance over at Pei Wendong.
Pei Wendong hurriedly held back his tears, looking at her timidly.
