Outside, Aunt Lan Hua saw Yang Dong coming out and thought this wasn’t good. She kept telling her daughter to be smart, to be clever, but how could things fail so miserably?
Her son wasn’t up to it, her daughter wasn’t up to it either. At crucial monts, they both let her down. Where was any bit of her brilliance from those days?
Once this opportunity was missed, where would she find another?
She spent quite a bit of Silver for this occasion. Doesn’t the dicine cost Silver? Doesn’t the chicken cost Silver? Doesn’t the wine cost Silver?
Everything costs Silver — where would she find the Silver to do it all over again?
Yang Dong was about to leave, so she decided not to hide anymore and quickly ca out of the house. "Yang Dong, why are you leaving already? You haven’t even finished your al."
Seeing that Aunt Lan Hua hadn’t gone to the restroom but had co out of the house, Yang Dong felt that Aunt Lan Hua was doing this on purpose, up to no good. "Aunt Lan Hua, is your stomach okay now?"
Upon hearing this, Aunt Lan Hua quickly replied, "Oh, it’s fine now. I was just feeling a bit unwell, thought I’d lie down for a mont. I’m better now, was just thinking of coming back to keep you company a bit longer. Why are you leaving already? Co on, co on, hurry back in and have so more food."
Saying this, she quickly winked at her young daughter, and Yang Xiaocui hurried over, "Yeah, co back and have so more."
This mother and daughter were more enthusiastic than he’d ever seen them before. Even if Yang Dong were a fool, he could sense sothing was off, "No, Aunt Lan Hua, don’t trouble yourself. It’s getting late, so I’ll head back first. Let’s eat together next ti."
As Yang Dong spoke, he headed toward the main door, walking briskly.
Having said this much, trying desperately to stop him wouldn’t work. Aunt Lan Hua could only watch helplessly as Yang Dong left.
At this mont, she was extrely angry, mad at her daughter for being so slow, so useless, not having any worth. She dragged her daughter back into the house; now that Yang Dong had left, there was no point in keeping up a smiling face, and she started scolding Yang Xiaocui unreservedly.
"Look at you, just look at you! Why don’t you have any insight? Such a good chance, and you didn’t know how to grasp it. Now it’s over, Yang Dong is gone. How are we going to find him in the future?"
Yang Xiaocui’s face was full of grievance, "Mom, that dicine didn’t work, I couldn’t do anything about it."
Hearing her daughter say it didn’t work, Aunt Lan Hua frowned. How could it have no effect? Could it be a timing issue?
But she had inquired when buying it, and it should have been effective, right?
Could it be that the dicine didn’t work on Yang Dong?
A thought suddenly popped into her head: Could she have bought fake dicine? Otherwise, why did it sell for just one hundred coins?
Those wretched sellers, she’ll definitely go after them for that hundred coins tomorrow.
She took out her anger on her young daughter, poking her daughter’s forehead with her finger, "Couldn’t you have stalled for more ti? If the dicine didn’t work, maybe the timing wasn’t right yet. Couldn’t you have stalled it? And if worst cos to worst, couldn’t you just have gone for it? Haven’t you done it before? How could you be so dumb, how did I give birth to such a fool?"
Yang Xiaocui stood there listening to her mother’s accusations and started to get scared. Why didn’t she throw herself at him just now to seize the opportunity? She had already lost her purity; what was there to fear?
No matter what, Yang Dong wasn’t as scary as Yang Daniu.
A perfectly good opportunity wasted like that — what’s she going to do in the future?
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