Wielding a butcher's knife, a seven-year-old wicked girl supports her family and abuses her wic

The next day, early in the morning.

Before the roosters crowed at the village entrance, Yang Xiaoman was pulled out of bed by her mother.

She rubbed her sleepy eyes, yawned wearily, and said with a hint of helplessness:

"Mother, isn't it still early?"

Li Xiuyun's expression was solemn. She took a deep breath and said:

"Your eldest and second uncles have already gone to the ancestral hall. I'm worried that they might speak ill of us to the village head while we're late."

"After all, severing ties this time wasn't easy to begin with, and if we get smeared with something else, I'm afraid..."

Upon hearing this, Yang Xiaoman instantly sobered up and sat up straight on the bed.

"Mother, you're right."

"Last time they tried to make false accusations first, but if my daughter hadn't come back in time, they probably would have succeeded."

Without hesitation, she got out of bed in the dark and put on her coat.

For her, severing ties with her family today was even more important than going to the county to take the butcher assessment!

After all, it concerned the system rewards, and she was determined to get it!

"Oh, and remember to bring your butcher's license."

Suddenly, Li Xiuyun spoke up with a reminder.

"A butcher's certificate?" Yang Xiaoman was slightly taken aback, then quickly realized, "Mother, are you worried that Uncle and the others... will make a fuss about this?"

"good."

Li Xiuyun nodded gently. "Although your uncle didn't say anything at the time, your aunt is the kind of person who holds grudges. She definitely wouldn't swallow that insult when you scared her with a butcher knife that day."

"So later at the ancestral hall, we'll probably have to bring this up again."

Upon hearing this, Yang Xiaoman pursed her lips and subconsciously said:

"Mother, I'm not just bluffing. According to the laws Father taught me, even if I were to actually take action, it would be legal!"

Upon hearing this, Li Xiuyun couldn't help but smile and patted her daughter's head.

"I really don't know what your father was thinking before. It's one thing to teach you how to butcher pigs, after all, it's his skill to make a living. But to even tell you about these laws, aren't you afraid of corrupting your child?"

Upon hearing this, Yang Xiaoman felt a pang of emotion.

My father's knife skills were far beyond just making a living.

In other words, Yangjia Village is located in a remote part of Shahe County, so much news from the county doesn't reach here.

Furthermore, in her estimation, the competition for the title of Sword King was likely organized by the county magistrate, and only powerful figures like the Han family head and the wealthy Wang family would be qualified to know about it.

Otherwise, with Dad's true abilities...

"Xiaoman, what are you thinking about?"

Just then, Li Xiuyun suddenly spoke up, interrupting Yang Xiaoman's random thoughts.

"It's nothing." She quickly shook her head. "I was just wondering if my uncle would really do something like threatening us with the matter of supporting my grandparents."

"After all, the village head will be there to testify, and there will likely be many villagers watching. Even if they really think that way, they probably wouldn't actually do it, would they?"

In the darkness, Li Xiuyun shook her head and sighed:

"Your uncle has a sense of shame; he might not be able to do it."

"But your aunt is a different story. When it comes to interests, she'll use any dirty tricks."

Hearing her mother say this, Yang Xiaoman could only shrug helplessly and reply:

"If all else fails, let Grandpa and Grandma live with us. That way, they won't have to be treated like slaves at Uncle's house."

After she finished speaking, Li Xiuyun opened her mouth, but did not continue to answer.

Instead, he let out a soft sigh.

She had considered her daughter's thoughts.

After redeeming Aning, they invited the two elderly people to live with them at home. The family was happy and harmonious, and it was not as lonely as before.

If her husband could know this from beyond the grave, he would surely be at peace.

According to the village's customs, if an elderly person does not live in the eldest son's house, he will be regarded as an unfilial son.

With this rule in place, getting the two elderly people to move into the house is obviously an impossible task.

Before long, the sky began to brighten.

Yang Xiaoman stood in front of the stone table, casually tossed the handkerchief she used to wipe her face into the basin of water, then carefully folded the butcher's book and tucked it into her bosom.

Since her mother mentioned it, she naturally had to carry it with her, just in case.

In addition, she subconsciously picked up the pig-slaughtering knife and prepared to walk out of the courtyard.

Upon seeing this, Li Xiuyun was stunned, her pupils dilating in shock:

"etc……"

"We're going to the ancestral hall to reason things out, not to handle any official business. What are you doing carrying a butcher knife?"

Upon hearing this, Yang Xiaoman raised her eyebrows and replied without hesitation:

"I was afraid that my uncles would go too far and take advantage of my father's passing, so I carried this for self-defense."

"..." Li Xiuyun swallowed hard, clearly quite frightened by her daughter's "fierceness".

"Since there's someone here, there shouldn't be any major problems."

However, after she finished speaking, she still found the coarse cloth that had been washed clean yesterday and walked up to Yang Xiaoman.

Then he took the butcher's knife and slowly wrapped the blade tightly around his neck.

"No matter how reasonable your argument is, that is still an ancestral hall. It is ultimately inappropriate to carry a butcher's knife there."

"But in that case, it's nothing."

After saying that, she handed over the butcher's knife.

At the same time, I couldn't help but feel a chill in my heart; the pig-slaughtering knife left behind by my husband before his death was certainly not light.

It was a bit of a struggle for her to lift it with both hands, but in her daughter's hands it seemed to have no weight at all.

"Could it be that I've grown taller recently, and therefore my strength has increased as a result?"

Looking at Yang Xiaoman, who easily took the butcher's knife, Li Xiuyun swallowed hard in disbelief.

You should know that my daughter is only seven years old this year, not counting her age in the traditional Chinese way.

In terms of strength alone, he seems to be almost as strong as an adult.

After pondering for a moment, the two walked out of the courtyard.

Li Xiuyun held Yang Xiaoman's hand, and soon her palms became sweaty.

Although she went into the house early last night, she barely slept a wink in bed. The thought of going to the ancestral hall to sever ties with her relatives today kept her restless.

Before this, she never dared to imagine that such a day would come.

Before long, Yang Xiaoman saw the Yang Clan Ancestral Hall in the distance, which was highly recognizable.

By this time, several villagers had gathered in front of the ancestral hall to watch the excitement.

Although it wasn't as spectacular as that day, she knew in her heart that it was simply because she had arrived early.

After all, it was the off-season for farming, and such a big event had finally happened in the village, so everyone was eager to join in the fun.

As Li Xiuyun and her companion approached, the villagers surrounding the gate parted to make way for them.

All eyes were fixed on the butcher knife that Yang Xiaoman was carrying on his shoulder.

For a moment, everyone's expression was somewhat strange.

Carrying a pig-slaughtering knife into the ancestral hall—this is probably the first time in the history of Yangjia Village.

Even Yang Chenglin, who was somewhat famous back then, couldn't have been this bold.

Boom!Boom!

Despite the strange looks from others, Yang Xiaoman remained calm and focused, walking steadily on the wooden planks of the ancestral hall, making a dull thud.

Just then, a sharp, shrill voice came from inside:

"Village head, what makes you say that?"

"After all, I'm her aunt; how could I possibly be thinking of taking advantage of their childless lineage?"

"That's all just something Yang Xiaoman made up on the spot!"