Chapter 331: Chapter 331: The thrill of a beating from behind
Ye Zi’an saw how troubled Yang Dachuan looked and said, "Didn’t Auntie make a lot of dishes? Why don’t we send some over? If you don’t want to see them, let them eat at home."
"Yeah, Xiaxia, how about that?" Yang Dachuan eagerly asked. He felt caught between his father and daughter, but Brother An had a good idea.
Yang Chuxia glanced at her father, thought for a moment, and nodded, "Alright, I’ll ask my mother to prepare the dishes later, and I’ll deliver them. You go tell my grandpa and let him not worry about those two heartless people."
"Huh? You’re going to deliver it?"
"Yeah, what’s wrong with me delivering it? I’m giving them face." Yang Chuxia thought that if someone else delivered it, they might have to deal with the couple’s arrogance.
Yang Dachuan, however, wondered if his daughter’s attitude toward that family would cause her to rather throw the food away than let them eat it. Would it still end up in their hands? Wouldn’t that just waste food?’
Not only did Yang Dachuan think this way, but when Old Yang found out that Yang Chuxia had already sent the food to the ancestral house, he also sighed and lamented that his son didn’t know better and couldn’t be like the first branch of the family.
Speaking of Yang Chuxia carrying the food halfway, she did indeed have the idea to throw it away, even lifting the lid of the box, but was stopped by Ye Zi’an.
"Forget it, Xiaxia, just think of it as an act of kindness. After all, it’s not that good of a dish."
True, Yang Chuxia did promise Yang Dachuan and Old Yang that she would deliver food to the fourth branch of the family, but the question was, what kind of food would she deliver?
Old Yang and Yang Dachuan must have thought she would send some meat and fish dishes. However, Yang Chuxia thought that giving meat to Ms. Luo would only make her more unhappy.
So when Ms. Wang was preparing dishes in the kitchen, she stopped her.
She took a few plates herself and put some side dishes made by her aunts, like shredded radish, cabbage, and some home-preserved pickles. She also replaced the original white-flour buns with coarse grain buns.
Then she went with Ye Zi’an toward the old house.
"Alright, I’ll listen to you."
Yang Chuxia closed the lid of the opened box, but couldn’t help laughing as she imagined the couple’s faces when they saw the food, from overjoyed to stifled.
Ye Zi’an saw her laughing so happily and knew what she was thinking.
"Xiaxia, in the future, if you’re unhappy about something like this, you can deal with them behind their backs like you’re doing now, even if it’s a beating. As long as it’s not a big deal that hurts people, you can do it without your grandpa knowing."
Ye Zi’an seized the opportunity to say a few more words, "They are your grandpa’s sons, after all. Despite his age, in your grandpa’s eyes, your uncle is still a child. No parent would be comfortable knowing that their child can’t enjoy good food while they can. Just think about how Auntie and Uncle save the best food for us every time? It’s only natural that your grandpa cares for his own son."
Seeing her deep in thought, he continued, "If this goes on for a long time, it will make your grandpa uncomfortable, and it will affect his relationship with your uncle. Of course, maybe your grandpa won’t really think that way. But he’s old now and hasn’t enjoyed a good life. Just let him have some peaceful and comfortable days."
Upon hearing these words, Yang Chuxia fell silent.
"Are you mad?"
"No, not at all. I think you have a tiny bit of truth in what you said." Yang Chuxia chuckled, "You’re right. It’s just as satisfying to beat those two behind their backs, and I can even deny it when they complain to my grandpa. They’ll be so frustrated. Hmph."