My Poor Nephew

Ning Erlang was amazed by her action.

He would have also suspected his second aunt if he had not been one of the parties involved.

To prevent the people in the old residence from not being smart enough to understand her performance, Xiaoxiao worked harder and continued her performance.

"Second Aunt didn't even have a bite of fish. Really!"

"There were only pickled vegetables and not a single piece of fish when she got the food!"

She took a deep breath, and her eyes turned red. "We… we ate it ourselves…"

The more she spoke, the weaker her voice became.

Old Madam Ning removed her shoes and slapped Second Aunt Ning while scolding her. Of course, she avoided her stomach.

"You're too lazy. You stole my food, right?"

"You ate everything and still dare to bring it back for me to eat your saliva? Why don't you go to hell!"

"You're not allowed to dodge! If you hurt my grandson, I'll skin you alive!"

Second Aunt Ning felt sad. No one would believe her words even if she said it.

Xiaoxiao was overjoyed. But at this moment, she continued her performance. She scrunched up her face and stammered.

"It's not Second Aunt's eating it!"

"Grandma. Second Aunt didn't ask us to lie to you!"

Second Aunt Ning: Shut up!!!

After the farce ended, Xiaoxiao and Ning Erlang did not care about the old residence's attitude of chasing them away. They covered their mouths and snickered when they walked out of the courtyard.

After running out of their sight, Ning Erlang gave his sister a thumbs up.

Xiaoxiao had a smug look. With her hands behind her back, she flicked her bangs. "Sure, sure. It's easy for me. Learn it in the future!"

After they returned home, this matter naturally couldn't be hidden from Madam Song. She glared at her worrisome daughter and son with mixed feelings and didn't know what to say for a moment.

Xiaoxiao blinked. Although thin and shriveled, her big black eyes were beautiful. They were like top-notch black agate. When she sincerely pretended to be obedient, staring at people, it could melt their hearts.

How could Madam Song bear to reprimand her?

Hence, she turned around and vented her anger on her son.

Ning Erlang didn't feel aggrieved at all. He was overjoyed.

However, he had to scream a few times.

Or her mom wouldn't be appeased.

Before Ning Erlang could feel the pain, Xiaoxiao asked with an innocent and cute expression, "What should we say if they ask us again when we return to the old residence next time? It's not good for each of us to give a different explanation, right?"

Madam Song said angrily, "What else can I say? I can only say that your Second Aunt didn't eat anything."

Xiaoxiao smiled until her eyes narrowed.

She went forward and hugged Madam Song's waist. "Mom is the best."

Madam Song poked her little head. "I owe you!"

Xiaoxiao hummed and avoided her mother's gaze as she gave her second brother a look.

Ning Erlang was much smarter now. He covered his butt and ran. "I'll go clean up the kitchen!"

Rong Yan, who was next door, heard the commotion. He held his chin and smiled after a while. "Interesting."

The owner of the house, Zhao Hu, was holding the things Rong Yan and the others had given him and flipping them around.

He did have an elder brother. Many years ago, his elder brother said he wanted to go out and do the business. Later, his parents had gone, and there was still no news of him.

He did not expect him to succeed. His child grew up, but it was a pity that his brother could not come back…

However, he recalled Rong Yan, who had an extraordinary temperament and was as good-looking. "Is he my nephew?"

However, his wife raised her handkerchief. "Huh, my poor nephew! You must have suffered along the way, right? Don't worry. We're family from now on! We'll take good care of my nephew… and brothers!"

The guards did not expect things to go so smoothly. Seeing that the family had acknowledged their identity, they cupped their fists and thanked them before walking out.

As soon as he left, Zhao Hu pulled Madam Hu over. "Why are you blindly acknowledging him as our relative? What if he's not?"

Madam Hu put away the handkerchief. "You don't even have as much money as the one they casually took out. Why would they lie to you?"

"Besides, didn't they take out your brother's token?"

"I've seen that thing before. You have one too. It can't be faked."

Seeing that he was still frowning, Madam Hu continued, "Your nephew is unfamiliar with this place. Doesn't he feel at ease to have a relative helping him?"

"Could it be that you're willing to let your brother's only bloodline have no one to rely on?"