Chapter 142: A Pitiful Person

At noon, Old An’s eldest son saw the bowl of wild vegetable and bland fish soup on the table before him and smashed it.

He really did not want to live like this anymore.

“Didn’t you say that Minister He wants to buy An Jiuyue’s son? Why don’t we steal An Jiuyue’s son and sell him while no one is paying attention?

“We can at least get some money for some food!”

“Shut up!”

Old An perked up when he heard what his eldest son said. He immediately roared in anger.

“An Jiuyue is the An Clan Village’s benefactor now. The Chief and the Junior Officer will not spare anyone who dares to cause trouble for her. Are you trying to kill our family?”

He lectured his eldest son.

“Father, how can you say that?”

An Er was unhappy to hear that and spoke up for his eldest brother.

“We’re doing this for An Jiuyue’s sake. Think about it—she’s just a woman. How can she raise so many sons?

“She might as well take the opportunity to sell her son while he is still valuable to Minister He.

“At most, we’ll give her a tael of silver after we sell her son. She’s just a little girl. So what if we sell her son?

“Will the Chief and the Junior Officer insist and push the blame on us if we don’t admit to it?”

“That’s right, Father. I think you’re just too timid.” An Da nodded hurriedly, agreeing with his younger brother.

“An Jiuyue, that little girl, will never dare to complain to the Chief and the Junior Officer. What’s wrong with us selling her son?

“Every family lacks food and water now! Giving her a share of the money we’ll earn from selling her son is already good enough for her! What else does she want? If she’s so capable, she should give us money to eat and drink!

“If she’s not, she will have to sell her son. She has so many sons anyway. It doesn’t matter!”

“You… you all…”

Old An grew angry listening to his sons’ twisted logic.

But when he looked down at the bowl in his hand, the pungent smell of fish was too much for him and he did not want to eat it anymore.

He thought, it’ll be good if we really can sell An Jiuyue’s son for some money. We won’t have to suffer like this.

We can give some of the food we buy with the money earned to An Jiuyue too.

However, Old An wanted to save face. He could not possibly tell others that he wanted to sell An Jiuyue’s son to save his life, right?

“You can’t do this. An Jiuyue is also a pitiful person.”

Despite saying that, his tone lacked confidence, which gave his sons and daughter-in-laws the courage to refute him further.

“You don’t have to worry about this. I’ll bring our sons to settle it. I guarantee that everything will be settled. If An Jiuyue dares to say anything, then she better not blame me for being merciless!”

Aunt Wang patted her chest and promised her family.

She had completely forgotten how An Jiuyue threw her down from the treehouse. She had also forgotten that time when she witnessed An Jiuyue’s bloody hands holding a snake’s head.