Chapter 230: Settlement and Delusions

Yao Lili looked at her mother and said, “Mom, you know our situation. It’s just Dad and my brother working to support so many of us, and my brother is still a temporary worker at the pharmaceutical factory.

Since Luo Qiao is now able to repay the kindness from these years, why should we refuse? Even if you don’t consider others, you should consider your younger siblings.”

Wu Peiling was at a loss for words. Her daughter was speaking the truth, but Luo Qiao had hardly ever eaten at their home during their time at the farm. Now, this girl wanted money and food from other people.

Onlookers nearby, hearing Yao Lili’s words, laughed and mocked, “She’s clearly forcing someone to repay a favor and then says she’s capable of repaying now. Who would have thought Yao’s daughter would be like this?”

“Yeah, we didn’t have much interaction before, and I didn’t realize she was so petty.”

“Mr. and Mrs. Yao aren’t like this. How did they end up with such an unusual daughter?”

“Probably heard that Luo Qiao has money and is eyeing it. What else could it be?”

Luo Qiao held tightly onto Wu Peiling, preventing her from hitting Yao Lili. Wu Peiling realized that Luo Qiao was using this opportunity to settle the score, but anyone would be unhappy if they were spoken to like this.

Luo Qiao said, “Tell me, how much food do you think is appropriate?”

Yao Lili replied, “Let’s count it as two meals per month. That makes twenty-four meals a year, and fifteen years would be three hundred sixty meals. I won’t ask for more.”

Luo Qiao wasn’t short on food or money, but she wouldn’t let Yao Lili think she was an easy target for exploitation.

Luo Qiao softly said, “Fifteen years. I remember my grandparents said you moved to the farm when I was four. Are you saying you provided food for those four years too?”

Yao Lili then realized she had forgotten that her younger sister and Luo Qiao were already four years old when she moved to the farm. She noticed the mocking expressions from the neighbors around.

Slightly awkwardly, Yao Lili said, “Let’s settle it as eleven years then. It’s not a big deal.”

Someone nearby muttered, “This Yao daughter really knows how to talk. If she hadn’t brought it up, she would have demanded food for an extra four years. Now that it’s pointed out, she says it’s no big deal.”

Wu Peiling struggled to free herself from Luo Qiao’s grip, but Luo Qiao absolutely could not let Aunt Yao mess this up, as she was someone who couldn’t tolerate being wronged. Settling this matter was a good thing, Yao Lili clearly wasn’t someone to be at ease with, and Luo Qiao didn’t want any further involvement with her.

Luo Qiao quietly said to Wu Peiling, “Aunt, since Lili and I have said everything today, please don’t interfere anymore. You know my temperament. Unless we don’t interact again in the future, as long as I come to see you and Uncle Yao, this matter can’t be avoided. I don’t want to be reminded of it every time, so it must be resolved today. I hope you understand.”

After Luo Qiao said this, Wu Peiling’s eyes turned red, and she nodded lightly, glaring angrily at her eldest daughter. She wondered how they could have a daughter so selfish and shameless.

Luo Qiao then asked Yao Lili, “How much food or money do you think is appropriate for the eleven years?”

Yao Lili had initially wanted food since their family still couldn’t afford to eat as much as they wanted. However, thinking about her recent job search and the need for connections, she said, “Let’s make it money.”

Luo Qiao agreed and asked, “Alright, then how much should I give for the eleven years?”

Yao Lili calculated and said, “The current price of white flour is 1.7 yuan per pound. Two meals a month would be one pound per meal, so that’s twelve pounds a year, and eleven years would be one hundred thirty-two pounds.”

Luo Qiao suddenly smiled. She could afford this amount, but Yao Lili was clearly trying to take advantage of her. At that moment, Wu Peiling completely lost her temper.

She rushed over and punched Yao Lili, saying, “Have you gone mad? We hardly ever had white flour at the farm. How dare you claim half a pound per meal? You’ve got some nerve.”