Raising My Children With My Personal Spatial Ability-Chapter 213 - A Mouthful of Mud

An Jiuyue did not want to waste her breath on Mrs. Jin anymore. She turned her attention to the Chief and the Junior Officer.

“Chief, Junior Officer, what do you think we should do?”

Upon hearing this, the Chief looked up at the people hanging from the tree, then turned around and sighed.

All these useless people… They have hands and feet, so why can’t they find even a day’s worth of food?

The An Clan Village was surrounded by many mountains. They could find food in the mountains easily. However, they insisted on stealing from others instead.

When neither of them spoke, An Jiuyue added, “I believe you should know that if you can even steal other people’s food, you’re only one step away from stealing other people’s children and selling them.” f𝚛e𝚎𝘄𝒆𝚋𝚗𝚘ѵ𝑒𝚕.𝑐𝘰𝑚

They might not have stolen her food this time, but she was not going to give them a chance to steal a single grain next time.

If An Clan Village tolerated such cruel behaviors, they would descend into chaos like other places.

Mrs. Jin panicked when she heard her words.

“An Jiuyue, stop spouting nonsense. We never thought of selling your children!”

Children? I have a few children at home! Even if I want to sell children, I’ll sell mine! Why would I sell An Jiuyue’s children?

However, she knew she should not continue the topic about the children. Otherwise, the Chief and the Junior Officer would not spare her family.

She looked at the Chief and spoke to him frantically, “An Jiuyue wronged my husband, Chief. He would never want to sell An Jiuyue’s child. We have our own children!

“She is spouting nonsense. She just can’t stand seeing others better than her.”

The Chief frowned and debated on who to believe.

Of course, he trusted An Jiuyue and believed she would not spout nonsense. Since An Jiuyue accused them, An Gouzi must have had such intentions.

He took a deep breath and asked An Jiuyue, “Jiuyue, shall we bring them down first and let them explain themselves before we punish them?”

Although he believed An Jiuyue and did not want to hear the voices of those wicked people, he had to listen to what they had to say.

“Alright.”

An Jiuyue looked up and glanced at the men hanging upside down.

They’ve been hanging long enough. I’m afraid hanging them like that will damage their brains when they’re already brainless!

The Chief and the Junior Officer instructed the men they brought with them to bring the others down. They were hung for so long that they remained silent even after they reached the ground.

After a while, An Gouzi was the first to regain his senses. He broke free from Mrs. Jin, who supported him with a long face, and charged toward An Jiuyue immediately.

“An Jiuyue, you b*tch! How dare you hang me up? I’ll kill— Ah!”

Just as he found his way to her, he was sent flying with an unapologetic kick. He fell to the ground and took in a mouthful full of mud.

“Ah! My dear!” Mrs. Jin screamed and hurried to him when she saw him hit the ground.

The tree branches on the ground scratched An Gouzi’s face. He cried out as Mrs. Jin helped him up.