The Fierce Farm Girl Has A Secret Space-Chapter 37 - Stop Quarreling_1

They were from Baiwei Restaurant in town, and that package cost forty copper coins.

“Enough.” Old Man Yang closed his eyes and then suddenly yelled out loud.

Immediately, Yang Anshi stopped in her tracks, Yang Baifu also shut his mouth, and naturally, Yang Ruxin also stopped.

“Look at what you’ve turned into?” Yang Peili’s face was as dark as the bottom of a pot.

“The elder ones don’t act their age, and the younger ones are out of line.

If outsiders saw this, where would our Yang Family’s face go?”

A corner of Yang Ruxin’s mouth twitched.

“Alright, no more quarrelling, let’s hurry up and cook the meal, we’re all tired after working all afternoon.” Old Man Yang was quite good at smoothing things over.

“Hand them over.” Taking advantage of Yang Ruxin’s momentary lack of attention, Yang Anshi snatched the pastries and then turned to head back to her room.

Seeing this, everyone else quickly dispersed.

Yang Ruyu hummed triumphantly at Yang Ruxin and even mouthed the words “serves you right” to her before sashaying into the room.

A flash passed through Yang Ruxin’s eyes.

She was one to hold grudges.

Let them be pleased today; she would have her chance in the future, hmph!

Yang Baixiang came over: “Dani, don’t be upset.

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In a few days, Uncle Xiaowu will buy you buns and pastries.”

Yang Ruxin smiled gratefully: “Thank you, Uncle Xiaowu.” Then she turned and entered her own wing.

She had allowed the other party to snatch them on purpose, for during the tussle, she had already squished the contents into crumbs.

Since she knew she couldn’t enjoy them, she’d make sure no one else would either.

She suddenly felt she was a bit wicked.

However, she didn’t have the slightest intention to change.

Ha ha, after all, men don’t love women who aren’t bad, ah, it seems I got that wrong, but whatever.

She definitely didn’t want to be a good person who was bullied by others.

Everyone in the wing visibly relaxed the moment they saw Yang Ruxin come in.

“Big sister…” Sini approached with her baby voice.

Yang Ruxin patted her head.

Only Xun Hui, due to her fever, did not wake up.

“It’s okay now, go about your business,” Yang Ruxin glanced at the other little ones, and then went to check Xun Hui’s forehead, only to find her temperature had risen again.

She hurriedly called her siblings to continue rubbing her palms and soles with alcohol – given her many injuries, it was normal for her to have recurring fevers.

“Big sister, how do the pastries taste?” Sini couldn’t help asking, “Are they delicious?”

“They are delicious.” Yang Ruxin touched Sini’s little face.

“Hold on for a bit, someday your big sister will make them with her own hands for you to eat…”

Sini then smacked her lips, smiling so broadly her teeth showed but her eyes didn’t.