Raising My Children With My Personal Spatial Ability Chapter 3 - Selling My Son Out Of Consideration For You?
Previously on Raising My Children With My Personal Spatial Ability...
An Jiuyue exhausted every piece of silver she possessed to acquire a coffin from the town. She implored the villagers to assist in laying her godfather to rest.
Afterward, the home held only a widow along with her two young orphans. The original owner lacked any skill in hunting, so she managed to stretch a single copper coin as though it were split in half. She cultivated some vegetables and crops beside the hunting cabin, set on spending the remainder of her days in that simple way.
Still, the original owner remained a widow raising orphans, appearing quite vulnerable. It came as no surprise that she drew in those with wicked schemes, like Aunt Wang.
Aunt Wang already had sons, daughters, and grandchildren of her own. But she aimed to profit without any personal sacrifice, planning to sell off An Jiuyue's son and claim all the proceeds for herself. Does she have no fear of choking on that greedily swallowed fortune?
“Jiuyue, how can you say that?”
Aunt Wang had been gripped by fear after shoving An Jiuyue, resulting in the blow to her head.
Yet, upon witnessing her regain consciousness and utter words, that terror in Aunt Wang vanished completely. Hearing the refusal to part with her son, she nearly yanked the child from her grasp right then.
“You agreed earlier! Now that I’ve made all the arrangements, how can you say that you won’t sell him? You little thing, come here! Your mother has already sold you to… Ow! Ouch!”
Aunt Wang's claw-like fingers lunged toward Rong’er, but An Jiuyue seized her arm firmly, drawing a sharp cry of agony from her.
“Let go! An Jiuyue, you… Let go!”
Her face drained of all color. She tried to swing her free hand to knock away An Jiuyue's grip on her wrist. But An Jiuyue swiftly slapped that hand aside with her own.
“I agreed?”
An Jiuyue kept her stare cold and detached while gazing at Aunt Wang right in front of her, as her lips gradually formed a chilling sneer.
“Aunt Wang, I only call you Aunt Wang out of respect. Did you actually believe you hold any real status? I've never come across anyone in An Clan Village peddling their own kids. Anyone who attempts such cruelty deserves to be struck down by thunder. Yet here you are, handling it with such ease!
If you're so keen on that kind of deed, nobody's holding you back from selling your own offspring. But you're coming after me simply because you can't offload your grandson?
Is my child some easy prey for you to exploit?
Remember what my father did for work. Though he's gone now, do you honestly suppose no one picked up his skills? I've spent countless years by his side. I might not claim to master the whole mountain, but dealing with a chicken or a monkey? That's well within my reach.’
Aunt Wang, care to challenge me and check if my father's old blades have lost their edge? Hmm?”
With those words, she thrust Aunt Wang's hand aside.
“You… you…”
Aunt Wang nearly lost control of her bladder upon hearing such threats. As An Jiuyue shoved her hand free, she staggered off balance and barely avoided slamming into the wall.
She lacked the courage to fire back with any curses.
She understood full well that the woman's father, An Tu, had been a legendary hunter throughout An Clan Village. No beast on this mountain could stand against him.
In the last few years, age had slowed him down, robbing him of his former prowess in combat. That's what allowed a wild animal to claim his life.
With An Tu out of the picture, Aunt Wang had set her greedy eyes on An Jiuyue, seeing her as a soft target—just a lone young mother with two small children.
However, An Jiuyue's grasp proved so powerful that it nearly crushed her wrist.