An Jiuyue's guess was not wrong, because she was a girl, the little girl's mother disliked her very much, and since she was born, she was left in the care of the elderly at home.

As for herself, she devoted herself to taking care of her body and vowed to give birth to a son so that she could take care of her in the future.

It's just a pity that during the second child, the little girl's mother was pregnant with twins, and it was even more difficult to give birth, which almost killed her.

That's why she has no affection for An Yixing's two children.

They almost killed her. According to her words, these two children were born to collect debts from her. It's good that she didn't strangle them to death when they were just born.

After being frightened by An Jiuyue's eyes, the woman was cursing all the way down the mountain.

"I almost died in order to give birth to you, and it's useless. I don't believe it. Even if it's for sale, I'll sell it to you for a good price!"

In the end it was her son, even if she didn't like it, it was the flesh that fell from her body.

If An Jiuyue didn't give her money, then she would have sold the two cubs, and it would be the same if she sold them to other people. She didn't feel wronged at all.

"No, I have to go back to the patriarch quickly, and I must get those two cubs back."

Thinking about it, there was even more wind under her feet, and she walked downhill in a hurry. Before the head of her family came back from the town, she had to find the patriarch to settle the matter of the two little boys.

The old patriarch at this moment, because the weather is really good today, is taking out a deck chair and sitting on it to bask in the sun.

He is getting old, and now all the work in the field is handed over to his son. Although he still does some work, it is not heavy work, and today, several of his sons asked him to bask in the sun and warm his body.

"Nowadays, it's really..."

"Patriarch, patriarch, are you at home?"

Before he could finish his sentence, there was almost a shouting voice from outside, which interrupted his words.

He frowned, and looked at the closed courtyard door with some displeasure, while his old wife came out of the kitchen and looked at him with a look of horror.

"Who is this? Is it someone who came to fight Qiufeng again?" She asked.

Because the old man of her family is the head of the clan, there have been many people in the village who are not good-looking who come to fight the autumn wind these years, and they all come to the house when they buy meat or have some meat dishes.

For this matter, she complained a lot, but it didn't work.

When it's time for those cheeky people to come to the door, no one can stop them. Those people even said that they were hungry and couldn't live longer.

As the patriarch, can he still watch them starve to death?

"You can't show kindness this time, it's hard for the family to buy some meat!"

"What nonsense are you talking about, go back and cook your food!" The patriarch glared at the old wife.

Ever since his old wife embarrassed An Jiuyue back then, he hadn't had any good looks towards this old woman, and he could see that as long as his old wife showed her a little good look, she would be able to stare at her. !

So all these years, he has always used his own face to overwhelm his old wife, so that she would not dare to have nervous attacks at home from time to time.

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