Sanwang stuffed his hands with a pancake and exaggerated, “Brother, you came just in time, I just found out that this pot belongs to our family.”
“Nonsense, you’re making grandmother angry!” Dawang glanced at the house and his eyes swept across Han Qingsong’s stern face before looking at Lin Lan. She looked like an old hen who was protecting a bunch of chicks. The face that he used to think of as ugly and despicable, somehow… looked okay today.
“You guys are going too far!” Dawang snorted and stepped forward to grab the pot.
Although he was young, his strength had far surpassed that of his peers as he carried the cast iron pot effortlessly.
“Hey, that’s our family’s pot!” Lin Lan thought he was helping the old lady and was so angry that she wanted to kick her useless brat.
Everyone thought that he was going to put the pot back, so who would have thought that Dawang placed the pot on his head and said to the old lady, “Grandmother, I’ll bring the pot back later!”
Saying that, he ran away with the dark iron pot.
Leaving the crowd speechless in shock.
(T/N: I think that he tricked the family into thinking that he would bring the pot to his grandmother since they knew he was a suck-up to her, but maybe he changed his mind at the last second after looking at his parents. Either way, it confused me for a bit, but feel free to interpret it however you want as the author made it rather vague)
“My pot-” Old Lady Han made a heart-wrenching sound of agony.
Lin Lan hurriedly advised, “Old lady, you have to be more generous and open-minded— what’s yours is yours, so you can’t forcefully take what’s not yours too. Isn’t this the advice that you once gave me?”
When the original owner wanted some money from her, the old lady responded as such. At that time, she probably even felt like she was at the top of the world.
“Y-you…”
The eldest sister-in-law hurriedly advised, “Guys, just stop talking.”
The Han family’s second sister-in-law also cried and made a mess again.
Whilst they were arguing, the Han family’s eldest brother and second brother came back.
At this time, Dawang carried another pot and was running back and the two of them looked at him from a distance. It was as if the pot was buckled upside down with two legs springing from its base; it ran pretty fast too.
The second brother wondered, “Eldest brother, look at that pot. Pretty interesting to see legs underneath it, no?”
The eldest brother asked, “Which kid is this?”
As he said that, Dawang, who was already running over with the pot above his head, saw the two of them approaching. He let out a cry of exclamation and sped forward towards the house. He wasn’t able to pay attention to the doorsill and tripped over it, nearly dropping the pot in the process.
The eldest brother Han yelled out, “Be careful of the doorsill!”
Dawang then stabilised himself, “Don’t worry, I won’t break the pot.”
He ran back to the main room without anyone else’s help. Then, he used his arms to put the pot back at once, almost plunging his entire body weight along as well. Thankfully, he was truly a lot stronger than his peers— otherwise, he would have truly become overwhelmed.
After finishing the job, he clapped his hands. With specks of ashes on his face, he said to the crying old lady, “Grandmother, I have placed the pot back on the stove so don’t cry. Didn’t you once say that those who are useless and don’t amount to anything worthwhile in their lives are the idiots who cry all day?”
Needless to say, Lin Lan knew who the said idiot was.
Lin Lan, be careful boy, I’m someone who holds grudges!
The two Han brothers returned and were shocked to see the commotion, “What’s going on in here?”
Second sister-in-law rushed over to complain as she even added fuel into the fire(1). She talked about how the Third sister-in-law took the iron pot home and the fact that they lamented about the decision to send Han Qingsong to the military in their steads.
(T/N: Worsening or exaggerating a situation. Usually, people with bad intentions would make their own renditions of a certain incident to spark more chaos, but it’s pretty common as we all know one or two people like that in real life)
“Nonsense, you’re making grandmother angry!” Dawang glanced at the house and his eyes swept across Han Qingsong’s stern face before looking at Lin Lan. She looked like an old hen who was protecting a bunch of chicks. The face that he used to think of as ugly and despicable, somehow… looked okay today.
“You guys are going too far!” Dawang snorted and stepped forward to grab the pot.
Although he was young, his strength had far surpassed that of his peers as he carried the cast iron pot effortlessly.
“Hey, that’s our family’s pot!” Lin Lan thought he was helping the old lady and was so angry that she wanted to kick her useless brat.
Everyone thought that he was going to put the pot back, so who would have thought that Dawang placed the pot on his head and said to the old lady, “Grandmother, I’ll bring the pot back later!”
Saying that, he ran away with the dark iron pot.
Leaving the crowd speechless in shock.
(T/N: I think that he tricked the family into thinking that he would bring the pot to his grandmother since they knew he was a suck-up to her, but maybe he changed his mind at the last second after looking at his parents. Either way, it confused me for a bit, but feel free to interpret it however you want as the author made it rather vague)
“My pot-” Old Lady Han made a heart-wrenching sound of agony.
Lin Lan hurriedly advised, “Old lady, you have to be more generous and open-minded— what’s yours is yours, so you can’t forcefully take what’s not yours too. Isn’t this the advice that you once gave me?”
When the original owner wanted some money from her, the old lady responded as such. At that time, she probably even felt like she was at the top of the world.
“Y-you…”
The eldest sister-in-law hurriedly advised, “Guys, just stop talking.”
The Han family’s second sister-in-law also cried and made a mess again.
Whilst they were arguing, the Han family’s eldest brother and second brother came back.
At this time, Dawang carried another pot and was running back and the two of them looked at him from a distance. It was as if the pot was buckled upside down with two legs springing from its base; it ran pretty fast too.
The second brother wondered, “Eldest brother, look at that pot. Pretty interesting to see legs underneath it, no?”
The eldest brother asked, “Which kid is this?”
As he said that, Dawang, who was already running over with the pot above his head, saw the two of them approaching. He let out a cry of exclamation and sped forward towards the house. He wasn’t able to pay attention to the doorsill and tripped over it, nearly dropping the pot in the process.
The eldest brother Han yelled out, “Be careful of the doorsill!”
Dawang then stabilised himself, “Don’t worry, I won’t break the pot.”
He ran back to the main room without anyone else’s help. Then, he used his arms to put the pot back at once, almost plunging his entire body weight along as well. Thankfully, he was truly a lot stronger than his peers— otherwise, he would have truly become overwhelmed.
After finishing the job, he clapped his hands. With specks of ashes on his face, he said to the crying old lady, “Grandmother, I have placed the pot back on the stove so don’t cry. Didn’t you once say that those who are useless and don’t amount to anything worthwhile in their lives are the idiots who cry all day?”
Needless to say, Lin Lan knew who the said idiot was.
Lin Lan, be careful boy, I’m someone who holds grudges!
The two Han brothers returned and were shocked to see the commotion, “What’s going on in here?”
Second sister-in-law rushed over to complain as she even added fuel into the fire(1). She talked about how the Third sister-in-law took the iron pot home and the fact that they lamented about the decision to send Han Qingsong to the military in their steads.
(T/N: Worsening or exaggerating a situation. Usually, people with bad intentions would make their own renditions of a certain incident to spark more chaos, but it’s pretty common as we all know one or two people like that in real life)
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