Lin Ziyin let out a sigh, for there is truth in the saying that there is always something hateful about the pitied person.
The fools standing before her not only provoked pity, but also a desire to bully them.
After dinner at the Lin Family, the uncle and aunt-in-law made their excuses to leave.
"We'll keep this chicken for you for now, return it to you when you come back. As it seems, you can't even keep the things we give you, we won't take anything back with us." Lin Ziyin spoke.
"No need." The uncle and aunt-in-law hastily declined.
Guo Huiniang and Lin Changshu were taken aback by Lin Ziyin's words. What she said was a bit too harsh.
"The ox cart is ready, uncle and aunt, please get in." Wu Dayou had brought Lou Zheng's ox cart.
"We're leaving now." The uncle called out.
"Consider what Ziyin said once you're home. Once you've made your decision, you can come over." The laconic patriarch finally spoke.