"That girl is a formidable one." Third Uncle Ancestor glanced at his eldest grandson’s wife and suddenly smiled, stroking his white beard, "She’s repaying me for the courtyard I gave her..." Then without saying much more, he personally put away the Lingzhi, as this thing could save one’s life at a critical moment.
Yao Chunqin remained silent, her mind occupied with the thought of telling her husband and son about this matter when they returned.
"Chunqin, go and find the Lizheng." Yang Laoguan thought for a moment and then waved towards his granddaughter-in-law, "Tell him to transfer the ownership of that house... and also call Rulin back, I have something to tell him." Although the deed to the courtyard had been given away, the ownership had not been transferred yet, probably because the girl felt embarrassed. Now things are clear and rightful.
Yao Chunqin nodded and walked out, but she saw Chen Yingzi still peering around. Even though the cloth over her nose had been removed, the blood on her face remained uncleaned, which made Yao shake her head.
"Sister-in-law." Chen Yingzi hurried over as she saw Yao Chunqin come out, "What did Yang Dani send over?"
"Wild chickens and hares." Yao Chunqin handed over the items casually, "Clean and stew them; we’ll give the master and the others an extra meal today." After speaking, she walked outside, but just as she reached the doorway, she stopped. Turning back to look at Chen Yingzi, she said, "Sister, you should clean yourself up quickly. Otherwise, when the men and children come back and see you like this..." Then she shook her head and left.
"Ah..." Chen Yingzi wanted to say something else, but the other person was already gone. She could only carry the wild chickens and hares back to the kitchen, all the while muttering to herself, "Just two chickens for a courtyard? How stingy..." Suddenly, another thought struck her—it couldn’t be right, she had clearly seen that wretched girl also hand a cloth bag to the old master. Such a big cloth bag, could it be silver? Her eyes immediately lit up. If it were truly silver, then their Xiao’er branch should have a share too, right? No, she would have to discuss this with her man; after all, her man was also a Grandson of the old ancestor. Why should only the Boss’s family be favored?
As for cleaning herself, she decided to skip it—for now, since cooking would dirty her again. So, after merely washing her face, she went back to her tasks. She had to hurry and get the wild chickens and hares stewed. Before everyone returned, she could sneak a few pieces for herself.
Yang Ruxin had no idea about the thoughts stirring within the Third Uncle Ancestor’s household due to her visit and happily took her little brother home.
To her surprise, she found Gu Qingheng sitting under the tree in the courtyard, telling everyone a story. A group of little ones were gathered around him, while Xiaobai lay quietly on his legs, obviously having accepted this friend.
Yang Ruxin stood at the doorway without immediately entering because the sound of his voice was so pleasant that she couldn’t help wanting to close her eyes and enjoy it for a moment. He was telling the story of Dayu controlling the waters.
Xiaofeng didn’t understand why his elder sister had suddenly stopped and could only look up at her curiously: "Elder sister?"
Yang Ruxin came back to her senses and walked in.
"Elder sister, Brother Gu is telling us stories..." Sini was the first to call out, "Brother Gu knows so many stories..."
Gu Qingheng looked towards Yang Ruxin, a faint smile playing on his lips.
"Is that so?" Yang Ruxin, looking at Gu Qingheng’s face, perfect as a work of art, felt her mood brighten, she touched her younger sister’s face, "Then tell me, what has Brother Gu told you?"