Transmigration: Getting Rich with My Space and Supplies-Chapter 73 - 71 He has never had four dishes in his lifetime
73: Chapter 71: He has never had four dishes in his lifetime
73 -71: He has never had four dishes in his lifetime
Qin Xiaobao stood no chance against the furious Qin Yu, and now he was at a physical disadvantage too.
Qin Yu, supported by someone, fought brutally.
He kept punching Qin Xiaobao in the face and body…
It was a suppressive and one-sided hammering.
Qin Xiaobao screamed in pain; he had no strength to resist at all.
After overcoming the pain, Qin Fugui realized his leg wasn’t broken, and he breathed a sigh of relief.
But seeing his son being beaten and crying, he became furious.
“Qin Yu, you jinx…
How dare you hit my son, I’ll kill you…”
Rong Yan kicked him to the ground.
Then she stepped on his chest, looking down at him with disdain, “Say, who did you want to kill?”
Qin Fugui was furious, wanting to teach this despicable woman a harsh lesson, but for some reason, he couldn’t overpower her.
The place where he was stepped on hurt badly, and he couldn’t even move.
“Remember, if anyone again dares call anyone in our family a jinx, I’ll make sure to wash their mouth out well.”
She withdrew her foot, but her coldest, harshest words hit Qin Fugui like a block of ice smashing into his mind.
Rong Yan ignored him and turned to the still-fighting Qin Yu, “Okay, enough, let’s be generous, let him go today.”
Qin Yu reluctantly stopped.
He had not managed to knock out Qin Xiaobao’s teeth yet.
Nevertheless, he now listened to his sister-in-law very obediently; as soon as she spoke to stop, he wouldn’t strike another blow.
He quickly moved back to his sister-in-law’s side… At this moment, he was the most obedient kid.
Rong Yan gave him a look, saw he wasn’t injured.
Then she turned to the father and son with a fierce expression, “Get lost!
If you talk dirty again next time, you won’t be leaving as easily as today.”
Qin Xiaobao kept crying fiercely.
What could Qin Fugui do?
He couldn’t even beat a woman.
It was utterly humiliating.
He quickly got up, not caring about his son who was still crying heavily, “Let’s go, back home…”
His dejected departure left behind Qin Xiaobao, who was generally a bully but timid at heart.
Also, in pain all over, he dared not linger and hurriedly got up to follow his father.
Rong Yan watched the father and son flee and sneered coldly.
“How about it?
Are you hurt?”
For the first time, Qin Yu smiled broadly, “No, he couldn’t beat me.”
“Right, fighting is actually not advisable.
We should convince people with reason in the future.” Rong Yan also educated the child for the first time and didn’t want to instill the idea of triumphing with fists.
Though that’s what she always did.
Qin Yu nodded, “… Right, I’ll listen to my sister-in-law.”
Rong Yan: …
She realized that educating a child was an art, and clearly, she was not quite there yet.
But that didn’t matter, as long as the right worldview and values were in place, other things…
could come slowly.
Anyway, there’s no such thing as ‘suffering is a blessing’ in her dictionary.
“Clean up, let’s make dinner.”
Qin Yu nodded quickly, “Okay.”
“Make white rice, fry some meat, scramble some eggs, make a soup, and stir-fry some cabbage.” Rong Yan didn’t skimp on feeding herself.
Qin Yu: …?
He had never had four dishes in his life.
This kind of lavish eating—was it really okay?
Suddenly, the joy of fighting was gone.
If this money runs out, what will they do later?
