"Mother, that's not what I meant. Second Uncle won't hit Dongdong."
Chiang Lidong was the favored grandson in the Old Chiang Family, cherished by both Chiang Songtao and Ho Laidi. Chiang Baohe also knew this, so he had never beaten or scolded Chiang Lidong.
"How do you know he won't? Besides, Dongdong is still so young, how can you make him work?"
If Chiang Lidong, at six, was considered young, then was she, at nine, already grown up?
Moreover, when she was six, she could already do some chores! She used to go dig wild vegetables, collect firewood—these were tasks she had been doing since she was five or six! But now Chiang Lidong didn't do anything! What was wrong with sending him to deliver a meal?
"Mother, aren't you afraid Second Uncle will hit me again?" Chiang Caijiao's eyes reddened, her nose felt sour, and she truly wanted to cry. Was this really her own mother?
