Xiaohua didn't care at all when Liu shi and the others left the front yard. Her mind was completely empty, a blank slate.

Staggering back to the backyard and into his own house, he didn't even bother treating the wound on his finger. Instead, he curled up in bed, hugging his knees, and whimpered softly.

It turned out that it was all just her own imagination.

Silk flowers, after all, are just a brother's kindness to his sister.

From beginning to end, Big Brother Dan only treated her as a sister. She was the one who overthought things and imagined things.

Now, the dream should be over. When she woke up, she realized how ridiculous she was.

For over a year, I've been living in my own fantasies, caught in a cycle of anxiety and hope.

It's time to wake up...

With Liu's big mouth, the news of Dayan's engagement spread throughout Changping Village quickly, and then to the surrounding villages.

When everyone encountered Yang Huazhong and his wife Sun in the village, even Yang Ruqing,

Everyone couldn't help but be curious and inquire about it. The three of them just smiled without answering, neither denying nor admitting anything.

Da An's marriage was made even more certain by these people. Some even said that Da An was to be taken as a son-in-law.

“This year, during the New Year's Eve dinner, there were fewer people at our house than in previous years.”

In the twelfth month, when the sun was warm, Yang Ruqing and Mrs. Sun were together pickling salted fish, when Yang Ruqing said,

>“Dā'ān is not at home, Píng'ér and Huāhuā went to find Zhōu shì at Yún chéng’s place. Lán'ér jie and ?háo ge also left with their children to spend the New Year at their uncle’s house in Xiùshuǐ zhèn.”

“It's really strange without a few of them here,” Yang Ruqing said with a smile.

Sun said, "Me too, but we should make more salted fish. Your sister Lan loves eating my dried cured fish."

“I’ve done plenty, Mother, please rest assured.” Yang Ruqing said.

"The school is also on holiday, when are you going to the school with Tang's son and persuade your elder brother to move back home? The school is so cold, there's no one during the day or night." Mrs. Sun added.

When it comes to Yang Yongxian, Yang Ruqing really gets a headache.

"Mother, to be frank with you, Tang YaZi went to the academy again last night to accompany his elder brother in playing chess. Every time he goes back to accompany his elder brother, he urges him to move back." Yang Ruqing said.

"Then what did your elder brother say?" Mrs. Sun stopped her work and pressed for an answer.

Yang Ruqing said, "My elder brother said that he's perfectly fine living in the school now. Going back home and seeing that familiar house would just remind him of all the ups and downs, the bumps and bruises he had with Li Xiuxin, and it would be bothersome."

“Big brother said that after the New Year, he would send a divorce letter to Li Xiu Xin. Before the New Year, everyone was busy celebrating and didn't want his affair to spoil everyone's mood,” she said.

Sun shi was astonished, "Are you really going to divorce? Can't we just sit down and talk this through?"

Yang Ruqing shook her head. "My brother said that we have discussed everything that needed to be discussed and tried our best to persuade him, but all we got in return was endless arguing for the past year."

This is a sample text.

“He must be really tired, he doesn't want to spend his life with Li Xiuxin in mutual abuse, so he'd rather be a villain, finish the year, wait for Da Jie's marriage to be complete, and wait for Wu Shu and them to move into their new house before getting a divorce!”

This year is almost here.

Every year, the Lunar New Year follows the same procedures and steps. Yang Ruqing has spent nine years here and is well-versed in all aspects of the customs of this traditional household celebrating the new year.

Once upon a time, Yang Ruqing was the one in charge of cooking the big meals, Wang Cuilian assisted her, and Tuo Ba Xian focused on taking care of the two children.

As for Tang Yazi and Luo the blacksmith, they have plenty of things to keep the men busy.

So everyone worked diligently in their assigned roles, with everything running smoothly and efficiently.

But this year, Yang Ruqing cooked the big meal all by herself.

Why?

Because Aunt Wang Cuilian is sick.

Speaking of Wang Cuilian's illness, it should have started after the sowing of wheat after the frost.

At first, her throat felt a little scratchy, and she suspected she had caught a cold. Thinking it was a minor issue, she kept it from Yang Ruoheng and Luofeng Tang, secretly brewing some medicinal tea according to the folk remedies used by the villagers.

At first, there was a little effect. After the twelfth lunar month, perhaps it caught cold, and my throat began to itch again.

But this time, the herbal tea she had drunk before could no longer hold back.

I cough several times a day, and sometimes I have to cough for a long time after eating just one meal.

>

The blacksmith Luo took Wang Cuilian to see Master Fu. Master Fu diagnosed that Wang Cuilian had fire poison in her body.

This fire poison, using Yang Ruqing's understanding, is inflammation, so it needs to be anti-inflammatory.

Then, because of the cold, it was even more triggered.

After taking Mr. Fu's medicine, my cough had gotten much better. However, these past few days the sun has been shining brightly and Wang Cuilian, seeing that the Lunar New Year is approaching, washed her hair and decided to clean up before the holiday.

Unexpectedly, it triggered again.

On the night of the twenty-seventh day of the twelfth lunar month, the area was quiet. Wang Cuilian was so afraid to cough loudly that she had spent the whole night in bed, enduring her illness silently.

The next day, Luo Tiejiang hurried over to find Yang Ruqing and Luo Fengtang, discussing that this wouldn't do and they still had to take him to the town clinic.

Then Luofeng Tang and Yang Ruqing rushed in a carriage with Wang Cuilian to the town, and went straight to the house of the old doctor at Yihechun Medical Hall.

The old doctor also diagnosed Wang Cuilian like Old Fu, giving her some medicine to take back.

So, since she's cooking a big meal right now, how could Yang Ruqing possibly let Wang Cuilian come over and help out?

The smoke and spiciness in this kitchen are even worse for Wang Cuilian's throat.

"Qing'er, I'm going to cook a big meal for you."

As my thoughts drifted, a familiar voice echoed behind me.

Here comes Luò Fēng Táng, he strides to the stove and says.

Yang Ruqing said, “There are so many things going on in the front yard. You just focus on helping your uncle, I'm here!”

Luofeng Tang said: "I've almost finished with everything in the front yard, and I have a little time now. I'll come help you first. Later I'll go to the land temple in the south to burn incense, and my uncle will come to call me."

After saying this, Luofeng Tang skillfully sat by the hearth and began to add firewood to the fire.

Yang Ruqing didn't stop him either, as she happened to be making two dishes that required high heat, and having him lend a hand would be perfect.

“Earlier, when I walked over from the front yard, I passed by Auntie’s house and heard her coughing rather violently.” Luo Fengtang’s voice was a bit low, coming from beside the stove.

The firelight cast his face in a somewhat serious light.

Yang Ruqing was kneading meatballs when she heard this, her movements paused for a moment.

Half an hour ago, when I sent my grandma a bowl of wonton soup, she told me that she had eaten the medicine from the town clinic and slept well last night.

“How come you've caught a cough again? I didn't put any ginger, garlic, or other spicy stuff in the wonton soup. It shouldn't have irritated you.” she said.

(Editor in charge:wicked novel)