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Shen Yijia did not care about what Madam Liu meant. Where could the meat have come from? Didn't she come from hunting in the mountains? Could it have fallen from the sky?

Seeing Madam Liu flee with a bald head, she couldn't help but laugh. "Mother, leave this to me in the future. I guarantee that they won't dare to mess with our family in the future."

Madam Li glanced at Shen Yijia's smug expression and sighed. "You can't scare people with a knife again. What if you really hurt someone?"

"I know. Next time, I'll use my fists!" As she spoke, she even clenched her fists.

Madam Li choked and turned to glare at Song Jingchen. She then called out to An Dong, who was standing outside the door and was too embarrassed to enter.

Song Jingchen rubbed his nose, feeling puzzled by her glare. Thinking of what Madam Liu had said before she left, his eyes darkened.

"Dongzi is coming over."

"Auntie Li! I'm here to help deliver the meat to town."