Zhang Xiaoying: "..."
Was she someone who resorted to beating and killing at every turn?
"Let's go. If I wanted to kill you, I wouldn't need to bring you up the mountain; I could strangle you with one hand," Zhang Xiaoying said irritably.
The couple became even more panicked. How could their mother-in-law read their minds so well?
"Not leaving yet? Do you want me to carry you?" Zhang Xiaoying walked a few steps, noticed they weren't following, and turned back to glare at them.
The husband and wife hastily caught up.
Upon reaching the outskirts of the bamboo grove, Zhang Xiaoying took out some dry food from her basket and handed it to Xu Changsheng and his wife.
It was pastry given to her by Madam Zhou, which was not bad to stave off hunger.
Lin's wife, smelling the aroma of the pastry, subconsciously said, "I'll save it for Wencong..."
Before she could finish her sentence, she received a deadly glare from Zhang Xiaoying.
