The eldest aunt was furious, her anger was bottled up inside, yet what others said made sense.
If the day came when Liu Tiezhu's family was starving, could they really stand by without helping?
Of course, they couldn't just ignore it, but helping would only bring them frustration.
Liu Tielin and his wife were ungrateful, they weren't worth helping, but they were of the same clan and origin, so not helping wasn't an option, otherwise, they'd be ridiculed by others in the village.
Yuan Chun walked over, gently tugged on her aunt's clothes, and said crisply, "Auntie, although Uncle and Auntie have been unkind and tried to scheme for our house, he is, after all, my grandfather's son. I'm willing to help him. However, I'm just a child and can't help much. I'll just lend him some grain."
Yuan Chun would lend food to an enemy?
What a pipe dream!
It was just for show to the villagers.
