Koi Fubao: Being loved by everyone on the road to escape from famine

A branch hit her hand as fast as lightning, with such force that she couldn't help but scream. The pain made her hurriedly retract her hand, with a flash of astonishment and anger in her eyes.

"Who allowed you to touch my pot?" Xiao Tingrui tightly grasped the branch and glared at Wang.

Although he is thin, the strength in his hands at this moment cannot be underestimated.

That pull was both a warning and a defense, clearly declaring his ownership of the pot of meat.

Wang's palm, which was hit by the branch, quickly became red and swollen, and she grimaced in pain.

With trembling fingers, he pointed at the pot and asked sternly, "How dare you attack me, you bastard! What do you mean by your pot? This is obviously our pot. You use our pot to stew meat, so the meat in this pot is naturally ours!"

Wang turned to the onlookers from Shangqiao Village, with a look of resentment on her face, trying to gain sympathy: "Fellow villagers, you can see, this pot originally belonged to our family, but they stole it along the way. Tell me, shouldn't our Xiao family enjoy this meat?"

The villagers who didn't know the truth immediately fell into a state of discussion.

"What Wang said seems to make some sense. If the pot really belongs to her, it should be returned." An old man twirled his beard and pondered, his words revealing sympathy for Wang's situation.

"Nonsense, when we came here, the pot was already set up, how did it become hers? I think she is jealous that others have meat to eat."

A sturdy man retorted in a muffled voice, obviously not buying Wang's argument.

"I think she is telling the truth. Who would flee from famine without a pot? The pot must have been stolen from somewhere else." A woman whispered, with suspicion in her eyes.

Wang listened to the villagers' chatter and felt secretly delighted.

She fixed her eyes on Xiao Wei again, "Old Third, this was the only pot in our family before you fled, and you stole it along the way. Now I want to take the pot and the meat away together, let's see who dares to stop me!"

Xiao Wei's face suddenly turned gloomy.

When they left home, the second wife's family thought the pot was too heavy and claimed that there was no use for a broken pot while fleeing from famine.

Xiao Wei knew very well that cooking would be a problem without a pot, so he ignored the ridicule of others and resolutely carried the pot out.

Now, this pot has become the stolen property in Wang's mouth, and she uses it as an excuse to fight for food.

Zhou Shuqiong on the side was also filled with anger. She clenched her fists, her eyes blazing with fire, and was about to speak up to refute Wang's nonsense.

However, before she could open her mouth, she heard Xiao Zhixue's "chi chi" laughter.

Xiao Zhixue raised her eyes, which were as clear as lake water, and gazed at Wang with innocence.

She opened her lips gently, "Who are you? Does this pot know you? Why don't you call it and see if it responds to you?"

As she spoke, her slender fingers gently pointed at the iron pot that was stewing something on the fire with an enticing aroma, as if she really expected the pot to respond to Wang's call.

Wang's face darkened instantly when she heard Xiao Zhixue's seemingly foolish but actually pointed words.

She snorted coldly, her eyes greedily falling on the pot of boiling broth.

No matter what, she was determined to have the delicious food in the pot.

Despite Xiao Wei's family's strong dissuasion, Wang was determined to take away the iron pot of stewed meat herself.

However, in her haste, she neglected to notice that the pot was placed over a blazing flame.

She stretched out her hand, and just as her fingertips touched the hot bottom of the pot, she screamed and hurriedly pulled her hand away.

Wang looked down and saw a big blister on her palm.

This scene happened to fall into Xiao Zhixue's eyes, and she couldn't help but burst into laughter: "Retribution has come!"

They looked at each other and said in unison: "Little sister is right, retribution comes very quickly."

Wang clenched her fist, raised her hand angrily, and slapped it hard towards Xiao Zhixue's face.

Zhou Shuqiong was quick-witted and quickly pushed Wang's arm away. At the same time, he protected Xiao Zhixue tightly behind him and shouted, "If you dare to touch my third girl, I will fight you!"

Upon hearing the voice, Xiao Wei and his two sons stepped forward almost at the same time.

Faced with this sudden pressure, Wang couldn't help but feel afraid and took a few steps back unconsciously.

She turned to look for help at Xiao You, who had been sitting silently in the corner, and shouted at the top of her lungs, "Boss, what are you still doing sitting there? Come and take the pot away!"

However, Xiao You remained motionless like a sculpture, and he was experiencing a fierce struggle in his heart.

It turned out that he had wanted to help just now, but the low and majestic voice of Mrs. Xiao echoed in his ears: "Don't go over there, let her do the embarrassing thing herself."

Xiao You knew very well that they had already lost face in Keqiao Village when they first fled the famine.

Now, they were just passing through here to take a short rest, and would soon meet up with the Dafang family in Jinguan Town.

If they caused a huge commotion with Xiao Wei's family over a pot of meat, with many Shangqiao villagers watching and laughing at them, not only would their family lose face, but the villagers would probably also refuse to let them escape the famine together.

Wang saw that Xiao You didn't move at all and her hope was dashed.

She turned to her only supporter, her son Xiao Yunkai, for help: "Son, come and help me, all the meat in the pot is yours!"

She understood that the reason Xiao You did not take any action was that he was restricted by the old lady.

She was thinking in her mind that as long as she could successfully take the pot of meat away, she would leave it for Xiao Yunkai to enjoy alone, and no one else would be able to get a share of it.

When Xiao Yunkai heard his mother promise that all the meat would belong to him, his eyes suddenly lit up and his body leaned forward slightly, looking eager to try.

However, just as he was about to stand up, he was stopped by Old Lady Xiao's shout: "Come back here! If you dare to go over there, I'll ask your father to break your legs!"

Xiao Yunkai looked at his mother with a hint of unwillingness in his eyes, but he finally compromised in the face of his grandmother's majesty and sat back in his original seat with grievance.

Seeing that Old Lady Xiao was trying her best to stop Xiao Yunkai, Wang was so angry that she was at a loss and stood still.

Old Madam Xiao stabbed Wang with a sharp gaze, and she shouted, "Why don't you get back here quickly? Haven't you embarrassed yourself enough?"

After hearing this, Wang's cheeks turned red with anger. Under the pressure of the old lady's authority, she could only return to her seat in disappointment.

She angrily grabbed the multi-grain cake in her hand, took a big bite, and forced it down without chewing at all.

The bite of cake felt like a thorn in her throat, instantly blocking her breathing.

Wang's face turned pale in an instant, and she slapped her chest violently. Her eyes turned a startling white due to lack of oxygen, and she looked extremely miserable.

Old Mrs. Xiao just glanced at the scene indifferently, as if Wang's pain had nothing to do with her.

Xiao Yunkai's attention seemed to be attracted by the flames under the meat pot, and he completely ignored his mother's abnormal condition.