363 Who knows if it's poison or not?

"Mother, what are your plans regarding the Zhang Family?" At nightfall, Xu Changsheng couldn't help but seek out Zhang Xiaoying.

He always felt that Zhang Xiaoying giving them things like this was not right.

It wasn't that he couldn't bear to part with the items; he used to be that kind of person himself and knew all too well that such desires were never satisfied.

If his own mother's fists hadn't been so terrifying, he might not have forced himself to change out of fear, since getting things without working for them was too comfortable, and nobody wanted to toil to death just to earn a meager few wen.

"We must avenge your maternal grandfather's death. There were too many things delaying us before, and I didn't think of it for a while, but now that they have come knocking, we can't put it off any longer," Zhang Xiaoying said grimly.