Aunt was furious, her heart burning with indignation, yet she couldn't deny the logic in their words. If the day truly came when Liu Tiezhu's family was starving to death, could they really just stand by and watch? They certainly wouldn't ignore it, but helping would only mean swallowing a bitter pill of frustration. Liu Tielin and his wife were ingrates who didn't deserve any assistance, but because they were of the same clan and bloodline, they couldn't simply turn a blind eye without being mocked by the rest of the village.
Yuanchun walked over and tugged gently at Aunt's sleeve. Her voice rang out clear and bright. "Aunt, even though Second Uncle and Second Aunt are wicked and even tried to scheme against our house, he is, after all, my grandfather's son. I am willing to help them. However, since I am young and cannot do much for Second Uncle, I will just lend them some grain to eat."
Would Yuanchun really lend grain to her enemies? What kind of pipe dream was that? It was merely a performance for the villagers to see. In order to silence gossiping tongues and prevent her family and Uncle's family from being criticized, Yuanchun wanted to put on a show for the village—and to build a reputation as a kindhearted person.
Chapter 62