Aunt Leng moved her lips, but not a single word came out.
She had never seen Leng Qiushou with such a terrifying expression—his eyes were bloodshot, his face contorted, as if he was ready to fight to the death at any second.
Third Aunt Leng hadn't gotten involved in the affair, and now she felt rather fortunate. Otherwise, her family would likely be in turmoil as well.
Leng Qingtian also stood frozen in place, his expression grim.
He hadn't expected things to turn out this way, either.
It wasn't just the Leng Family.
Not a single one of the families targeted by Gu Jiaojiao was at peace.
With the new tools, everyone's work should have been easier. But because their family members had run their mouths, they were barred from using the machinery. They still had to haul water to irrigate the fields and dig holes to plant corn by hand.
Before, when this was just how life was, they hadn't thought it was so bad.
