Yang Xiaocui glanced at Aunt Lan Hua on the heated brick bed, and there was no trace of affection left in her eyes; just like that, she followed Yang Daniu out of the room.
Aunt Lan Hua on the kang watched the land deed being snatched away—snatched by her own daughter no less—she was mad enough to die, hurriedly braced herself to get down and grab it back, shouting as she moved, "You two give me back my land deed, give me back my land deed."
"Yang Xiaocui, you heartless thing, you actually teamed up with an outsider to screw your own mother."
"You're taking your old mother's lifeblood, the land deed you can't take away."
"..."
"..."
Listening to her mother's shouting, Yang Xiaocui didn't turn back to look at her even once, and just followed Yang Daniu out of her own courtyard.
She hadn't wanted to, but her mother had broken her heart again and again, forcing her onto today's dead-end road, and in the end still wanted to send her off to Yang Daniu.
