The Female Cannon Fodder With Boundless Merits-Chapter 1174 - 1178: The Protagonist of Female Virtue Novels (15)
After escorting Sister Zhu out, Su Li appeared perplexed, considering if it was time to replace the cook’s assistant.
Sister Zhu had just left, and the clattering of footsteps resounded again.
Kuai Yangyang: "Aunt Su."
Su Li didn’t even open her eyes and responded indifferently, "Mmm."
Kuai Yangyang awkwardly paced at the second-floor stairway, suddenly gritting his teeth and dropped to his knees in front of Su Li.
"Aunt, all the faults lie with me, now you’re the only family we have left." While speaking, Kuai Yangyang began to sob, wiping tears away with his little hands, "We don’t know if mom and dad are alive or dead, and we can’t get in touch with home... "
Su Li swayed the chair a few times, resting her chin on the armrest, tilting her head and smiling: "Look at this little pitiful thing, crying like a little flower cat."
Kuai Yangyang imagined various responses Aunt might have—anger, fury, frustration, compassion, sympathy... but not this kind.
Could it be that Aunt wasn’t worried or anxious upon hearing about mom and dad’s lost contact?
With this thought, his expression showed quite a bit.
Su Li believed this young master Kuai Yangyang was genuinely crying now; despite how calculating one might be, his age is there—just a ten-year-old child.
However, there’s also an element of crying pathetically mixed in.
"I know, I know, you’re all so pitiful already, so I won’t drive you away."
Su Li pursed her lips and smiled, then said, "But if you want to stay, you have to earn a living and support yourselves."
"After all..." Su Li opened her mouth: "After all, I’m not your real parents."
Lv Yimeng, who had been peeking on the stairs, couldn’t help but jump out, "Aunt, you promised my father to take good care of us and raise us."
"Yes, I did promise."
"But ’taking good care’ can be interpreted in many ways. Compared to the poorest children’s lives, providing you shelter, food, and clothing, even at a small price, can be considered good care."
Kuai Yimeng’s nose twisted in anger, "You’re our aunt, how can you treat us like this?"
Su Li said relaxedly, "Even if I were your biological mother, I could treat you this way."
After speaking, Su Li patiently explained to them, "Isn’t this good? It trains your independence; I’m making you realize relying on others is unstable; only relying on oneself is the most reliable."
"Granny Lu should have told you, solve your room problem yourselves."
Kuai Yangyang hadn’t expected Aunt Su to be so unyielding and impenetrable now; his grievances were utterly futile.
"Aunt, the second-floor space is so vast, it could be divided into a couple of small rooms, enough for Granny Lu to squeeze with Auntie Zhu. But I’m a boy, squeezing with them is inappropriate, and my sister, at ten, is also...."
"Am I no longer in charge here? Can you dictate in my domain?" Su Li’s face suddenly turned cold, and she lowered her tone, "If you don’t want to stay, then leave."
She treated Kuai Yangyang as no child, bullying him if needed.
This time, no matter how steady Kuai Yangyang was, Su Li’s words brought him to tears, while Kuai Yimeng, already inclined to cry, rushed downstairs with her braid swinging, shouting, "Let’s go, we don’t want to live here."
Su Li vaguely heard Old Lady Lu and Sister Zhu comforting the little girl.
"If we don’t live here, where else can we go? That former house, I’ve already asked Sister Zhu to cancel it for us."
"Moreover, idle living consumes resources, and we need money to inquire about the master’s whereabouts.... Fifth Madam is your aunt, calling her ’little mom’ won’t make her truly ignore you."
Sister Zhu chimed in softly, "Miss Su likely spoke out of anger; don’t take it too seriously."
"Really, Aunt really won’t ignore us?"
"Really, honestly, but you, my miss, can’t throw tantrums anymore and must be sweeter.... Fifth Madam is no longer the Fifth Madam she once was."
Kuai Yangyang looked eagerly, "Aunt, don’t be angry; we’ll listen to you from now on."
Su Li raised her brow, "Then hand over the money for me to manage first...."
Kuai Yangyang stiffened and replied nervously, "The money, the money has been spent."
Su Li scoffed, "So you’re planning on freeloading?"
Kuai Yangyang hung his head without a sound for a long time, tacitly agreeing with Su Li’s viewpoint.
"A ten-year-old kid can manage some tasks. How about this, the house needs some servants, you can earn your keep through labor, and as for studying, you’ll have to figure it out yourselves."
Kuai Yangyang stared wide-eyed, incredulous at Su Li’s brazen words.
He pointed to his nose in shock, "Are you intending for me and Yimeng to be your servants?"
Su Li: "You can choose not to accept."
Given that lowering himself failed to change Su Li’s stance, Kuai Yangyang stood resentfully, gritting his teeth, "This humiliation will bring its own backlash."
The familiar arrogance marked Su Li’s first impression of seeing Kuai Family’s eldest son.
The subservience and polite demeanor of these days made him unlike himself.
Will Kuai Yangyang and Kuai Yimeng accept in the end?
Old Lady Lu seemed to have said something, and in the end, the Kuai siblings agreed.
There weren’t many chores at home; besides, Sister Zhu was present, and unless Su Li explicitly instructed, it generally didn’t require them. Yet the feeling of disgrace hovered often, breeding discontent and cautious somberness in the Kuai family siblings.
Su Li always spotted a pair of resentful eyes occasionally flicking back.
To this, she merely smiled it off, indifferent.
These siblings relied on the original owner’s selfless sacrifice in their past lives; Su Li was curious about how they’d fare on their own reliance.
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Adding extra people meant more trivialities at home, tying Su Li up for days; she hadn’t visited the Martial Arts Hall for quite some time.
Until two days ago, when a Chen Family Martial Arts Hall disciple delivered fifty yuan, Su Li sheepishly remembered her position as a Martial Arts Consultant.
Considering today’s good weather, Su Li changed into a qipao and boarded a rickshaw headed to Chen Family Martial Arts Hall. 𝗳𝗿𝐞𝕖𝘄𝗲𝕓𝗻𝚘𝚟𝕖𝐥.𝚌𝕠𝕞
The rickshaw had just hit the street when Su Li keenly sensed a peculiar atmosphere.
Along the street, disciples dressed in martial arts attire were assisting each other, all embellished with bruises.
