This time, before Wei Ying could reply, Chu Zhimiao said, "All of you only know how to complain and demand things. Even in a peaceful era, you still had to pay for what you eat and drink, let alone in our current situation."
"Do you know what price the soldiers have to pay to get those supplies? They risk their lives! You don't even want to risk your life to get your own food, so, on what basis do you demand that they feed you?"
Aunt Wang was unhappy at being rebuked by her and felt that she had lost face. So she said, "Little girl, what do you know? We are—"
But before she could finish her sentence, Chu Zhimiao cut her off sharply, "I know very well because my friend died when we went to get supplies!"
Thinking about how helpless she was as she watched Luo Jing die, her eyes reddened as she said, "The ones who know nothing are all of you."
