Read Novel Full Chapter 2290: Too Late to Wake Up (36)
Chapter 2290: Chapter 2290: Too Late to Wake Up (36)
Yang Ruxin curled her lips, isn’t this a disaster? Feng Caie and Yang Anshi spoil Yang Ruban endlessly, giving whatever he wants and letting him hit whoever he wants since he was a child. The old saying goes, spoiling a child is like harming them, and this truth never changes. She blinked narrowly, "Mom, you can’t spoil the kids, so if those little ones make mistakes in the future, I’ll punish them. You better not secretly interfere."
"When did I do that?" Dong Wenxiu suddenly widened her eyes, but when she met Yang Ruxin’s gaze, she immediately backed down, "I was just...never mind, I won’t interfere from now on."
Yang Ruxin patted the back of her hand, giving her an approving look.
Yang Peili simply watched these descendants coldly, not commenting on who came or didn’t come, indifferent and emotionless.
When all the rituals were over, he invited everyone to head back to the village.
Yang Baihui felt a bit embarrassed, kneeling alone during the kowtowing; it was indeed awkward. She laughed awkwardly, "Dad, maybe Shouye and the others...got held up by something."
Yang Peili pulled out his pipe and tapped it against his shoe sole, "Held up by something? Then tell me, what could be bigger than someone’s death?"
Yang Baihui lowered her head without speaking.
"Forget it, you should go back too. Don’t come back in the future."
"Dad, how can you say that? I’m your daughter; this is my maternal home! How can I not come back?"
"When your mother died, neither your husband nor your sons came back. What are you coming back for?" Yang Peili turned to look at his daughter.
"To see you, of course, and besides, didn’t my mother leave some things behind?" Yang Baihui widened her eyes, "You can’t just favor Baihe, that damned girl, she’s an ingrate. You should give me a share too..."
"Get out!" Yang Peili suddenly shouted.
The crowd walking in twos and threes around were startled.
Yang Baihui was so frightened she shivered.
Yang Peili didn’t feel he was being inappropriate at all, and instead glared at Yang Baihui furiously, "I’m saying it here and now, you’re part of the Feng family now. Don’t come back to meddle in Yang Family affairs, or I’ll break your legs. Get out!" He raised his pipe, "Get out now!"
Yang Baihui jumped back in fear, swallowed her saliva, and turned around to run away, mumbling as she ran, "At least let me have a meal before I go? So stingy... Everything goes to Baihui, that little bitch..."
"Thank you all, folks. Let’s go back and eat the feast," Yang Peili sighed and walked away with his hands behind his back.
Third Uncle and Fourth Uncle exchanged glances, helplessly sighing. If only he had become this assertive earlier, the family wouldn’t be in this state now. It’s a bit late to realize it.
Back at the old house, the women who helped had already set up the tables.
Because it’s cold in winter, instead of stir-frying, they just brought pots of stew with meat to the tables, steaming and filling the air with the aroma of meat.
Those who had helped could smell the fragrance from afar and quickened their steps.
"We’re leaving now." Yang Ruxin stopped at the village entrance, glancing at Yang Peili and Yang Rusong.
"Sis, let’s have the meal, we’re already here," Yang Rusong was a bit anxious, "Besides, this funeral cost a lot of silver, I..."