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Just as Jiang Xia was feeling curious, she suddenly heard a shout of reprimand: “If you bully me again, 1’11 punch you!” The voice was Jiang Gu’s.

It was only then that Jiang Xia noticed, just a short distance from the village chief’s front door, two children fighting with each other—with one child riding on top of the other and throwing punches.

Fearing that the one being bullied was her little sister, Jiang Xia quickly ran over. Only when she got closer did she realize that the one throwing the punches was Jiang Gu!

Jiang Xia wore a stern expression, thinking, “How has this little girl become so prone to fighting? Her ladylike demeanor is increasingly becoming a thing of the past.”

However, once Jiang Xia saw who was being hit by Jiang Gu, she knew that Jiang Gu had not struck the wrong person.

The one lying on the ground was Jiang Cai, the second son of Jiang Gui.

Jiang Gu was swinging her small fists, punching Jiang Cai in the back, while Jiang Cai continued to curse, “You worthless piece of trash, how dare you lay a hand on me? Believe it or not, I’ll go home and have my parents sort your whole family out!”

With disdain in her heart, Jiang Xia thought, ‘Like father, like son. The parents are just as crooked as the child they raise.’

After Jiang Gu gave Jiang Cai a couple more punches, Jiang Xia went over to pull Jiang Gu up.

Although Jiang Gu was originally fierce, seeing her sister gave her a sense of support, and she immediately became aggrieved. “Sister, this bad guy threw stones at me! One of the stones hit my arm. 1 only hit him because 1 was angry, sister…”

Jiang Gu wanted to ask if Jiang Xia would scold her, but her sentence was cut off by Jiang Xia’s compassionate interruption. “He dared to throw stones at you?! Where did it hit you? Let me see how bad it is!”

Saying this, Jiang Xia rolled up Jiang Gu’s sleeves. Jiang Gu pointed to a bruising spot on her right arm. Seeing this, Jiang Xia’s anger surged, and she gave a swift kick to Jiang Cai’s butt. “If you have the guts, go tell your parents! Let them come to my house and we’ll see who’s afraid of whom! When my mother was beating your parents, she should have given you a thrashing too, you worthless trash, daring to bully my sister!”

After scolding him at length and still feeling dissatisfied, Jiang Xia kicked him a few more times, making Jiang Cai cry out in pain and beg for mercy.

Jiang Xia, unbothered, took Jiang Gu’s hand after venting her anger, and they headed home together.

On the way, it was Jiang Gu who turned to comfort Jiang Xia, “Sister, don’t be angry anymore. My arm is fine. Do you think what I did this time was wrong?”

Jiang Xia crouched down, placing her hands on Jiang Gu’s shoulders, and looked into her eyes. “Xiao Gu, you didn’t do anything wrong,” she said. “Kind people are often taken advantage of, and when we are bullied, we should fight back. We must let those who bully us know that any unfriendly behavior will be punished! You were just protecting yourself, not intentionally harming others, so you did nothing wrong. You need to understand the difference between intentionally hurting others and effective self-defense.”

Jiang Gu nodded her head in a half-understanding manner. She could only understand that there was no need to apologize to anyone for this.

Jiang Xia stood up, took Jiang Gu’s hand, and they continued walking home. “We are in for a treat tonight; Mom made lamb soup and lamb dumplings. Make sure you eat a lot tonight.”

Jiang Gu had never tasted lamb meat before. The thought of it quickened her steps and made her mouth water involuntarily.

When they reached their home, before they even entered, they could smell the delicious aroma of meat. Fearing that the mouthwatering aroma might attract outsiders, Jiang Xia quickly waved her hands to disperse the scent at the door.

They hurried into the house and locked the door.

In the kitchen stove, lamb was stewing. Zhou Lan, who was strong, had just finished chopping the lamb into minced meat, mixing it evenly with chopped green onions and parboiled radish.

Jiang Chuan was using the family’s refined flour to knead dough and was currently rolling out dumpling wrappers.

Jiang Gu had never seen dumplings before, let alone how to roll dumpling wrappers. Seeing Jiang Chuan rolling out the wrappers with a rolling pin was fascinating. She placed her little head beside the board, her eyes round and focused.

In the past, when she lived at the old Jiang’s house, she had never eaten refined flour. The coarse grain dough would always stick slightly to the bottom of the pot, and scraping that off with a spoon was usually Jiang Gu’s meal. Today, seeing the white flour filled her with immense joy..