Yang Ruohuai burst into louder tears when he saw his mother coming out, but this time, he didn't sit on the ground to cry. Instead, he stood up, pointing at Yang Ruxin and her brother while crying, "Mother, it's these two wretches. Hit them, beat them with the rattan stick, whip these cheap goods to death ..."
In reality, the way of interacting within the Yang Family had been deeply ingrained in his heart. It was a pattern where all his cousins from the first house, whether they were older or younger, male or female, could be beaten and scolded by anyone who was unhappy. Even though his eldest cousin had beaten him before, his memory was mostly filled with scenes of their nanny disciplining them, with the few from the first house cowering in fear. Therefore, when he saw them today, he instinctively wanted to bully them, picking up a half-cut radish butt and throwing it their way, but what he didn't expect was ...