The Fierce Farm Girl Has A Secret Space Chapter 7 - 7 7 There Will Be Baozi_1

Yang Ruxin shot a contemptuous look toward the main house.

Turns out, you're afraid deep down?

She figured those two were impervious to blades and spears.

Good to see they can sense fear.

She assumed dragging the adult Xun Hui back to her room would demand huge effort, given she and her little “dumplings” looked like famine-stricken refugees.

Surprisingly, Xun Hui proved to be just skin and bones too.

What's more, Yang Ruxin found her own power didn't match her weak frame at all.

She lifted Xun Hui into a princess carry with ease…

“Big sister, you’re so strong…” Yang Rufeng exclaimed in shock, unable to hold back.

Yang Ruxin herself froze in surprise for a second.

This body holds real promise, she reflected.

Quite promising.

With steady training, she could turn into a powerful female powerhouse.

Having some muscle mattered a lot in this savage household.

She turned to her young brother with a grin. “Of course, as the eldest sister, I've grown up…”

Yang Rufeng eyed his slim body next to big sister's, then his own puny one, biting his lip sadly.

When would he get big?

Yang Ruxin caught the kid's look and grasped his thoughts right away.

She hurriedly laid Xun Hui on the bed, then spun to stroke her little brother's head.

“Eat more and you’ll grow.

When you’re grown up, it will be your turn to take care of us.”

Yang Rufeng nodded hard.

“Big sister makes it sound so easy, but where will the food come from for us to eat?” Yang Sanni muttered.

Yang Ruxin’s smile stiffened as she sighed inside while scanning her siblings.

Their mother couldn’t sustain the family; now the load of running the home landed on her.

In this desperate situation, that weight felt immense…

But who was Yang Ruxin?

She ruled the whole eastern district of the imperial city, directing dozens of followers.

Even adapting to fresh role and surroundings, she'd dominate once more…

just swapping command of thugs for minding “dumplings.”

Naturally, spirits required lifting and talents unlocking.

“Don’t worry.

As long as our sisters and brother stick together, we’ll have dumplings and meatballs to eat.” Yang Ruxin gazed at them all with firm resolve.

The little ones swallowed hard.

“Big sister, are dumplings and meatballs delicious?” Sini asked, raising her grimy little face to Yang Ruxin. “Do they smell good?”

“I saw Auntie eating dumplings, and big cousin too…” Yang Rufeng added naively, lips smacking. “Auntie let me smell them once, so fragrant…”

Yang Ruxin’s brows creased right away.

She never thought much of Yang Baihe, off idling in town during harvest rush, and now despised her more.

Damn it, what kind of person was that?

“I want to smell them too,” Sini said longingly.

“What’s the point of just smelling?” Yang Ruxin patted the two little ones on the head.

“In the future, your big sister will let you eat dumplings every day, meat dumplings.”

“Really?” Sini’s eyes lit up suddenly.

“Big sister keeps her word.” Yang Ruxin nodded firmly. “I’ll let you eat until you’re sick of them.” Damn it, once she made money here, she’d buy a bowl of soy milk only to pour it away, and buy a dumpling just to throw it.

“Yeah, right.” Yang Sanni sneered disdainfully.

“Sanni, you don’t believe I can make money?” Yang Ruxin frowned and looked over.