The car drove smoothly out of the town, but on the way back to the Shengli Brigade, it started to sway and shake.

Jiang Anxia's face also began to turn slightly pale, and even her lips turned white.

"Xiaxia, how are you?" Mother An looked at Jiang Anxia with concern.

Heaven knows, An's mother was never at peace when she saw Jiang Anxia's pale face, devoid of any color.

"I'm fine," Jiang Anxia said weakly.

How could she not know that she had a minor problem with motion sickness?

"Third son, slow down," Father An said, his brows furrowed.

I get carsick, just like Lao Si. Looks like I should ask Lao Si for some medicine to prepare for my daughter.

Okay, after I finish today's work, I'll call Lao Si and ask him to send it over.

“Okay.” An Yuxi nodded and slowly reduced the car’s speed.

"Third Brother, don't worry about me, I'm fine." Jiang Anxia pursed her lips and spoke dryly.

"No, your face is so pale." Mother An disagreed.

This child, why can't he take care of his health!

Jiang Anxia opened her mouth, but she just didn't want to delay their business.

"Mom, let Xiaxia take a break!" An Yuning turned her head to look at Jiang Anxia, ​​then her gaze fell on her mother's face.

"Okay, Xiaxia, if you can't take it, just tell Mom." An's mother held Jiang Anxia's hand worriedly and patted it gently.

Jiang Anxia nodded silently.

She was unable to speak.

My head is spinning, it feels so awful.

That tightness in her chest, that feeling of wanting to vomit but being unable to, was something she had never experienced before.

"Third Brother, turn left ahead." Jiang Anxia suppressed her discomfort and forced herself to point the way for An Yuxi.

"Okay, I understand." An Yuxi looked ahead and answered seriously.

Just as Jiang Anxia was about to lose her temper, the car gradually drove into the brigade.

She also saw people in the brigade pointing and commenting on the car.

"Wow! This is the first time I've ever seen a car in my life. I wonder who it's looking for."

"Who isn't! They look so angry."

"What business is it of yours what other people's cars are? Have you finished your work in the fields?"

"We're just saying. If you don't want to listen, go away."

"I'm too lazy to talk to you guys."

Jiang Anxia's face was pale, and she squinted as she looked out the window.

Those gossipy old women have finally found common ground to talk about.

Mother An naturally saw that scene as well, but her expression did not change at all.

In her view, this is all just human nature.

If An's mother didn't think anything of it, then the others thought it was even less of a problem.

"Third Brother, we can stop at that house up ahead." From afar, Jiang Anxia saw her mother and father standing at the door.

An Yuxi naturally saw it too, since he was the one driving.

It's clear that the Jiang family welcomed their arrival.

After the car came to a stop, the first to get out were An's father and An Yuning.

Jiang Anxia calmed down and regained her composure.

"Mom, I'm fine now, let's go downstairs first!" Jiang Anxia was afraid that her mother would worry if she stayed in the car for too long.

“Okay.” Mother An nodded, got out of the car first, and then helped Jiang Anxia down by the arm.

Upon seeing this, Jiang's mother, who was standing at the door exchanging pleasantries with An's father, immediately came over.

"Xiaxia, what's wrong? You look so pale." Looking at Jiang Anxia's bloodless face, Jiang's mother was filled with worry.

"Mom, I'm just a little carsick." Donation's voice was weak and feeble.

"You're carsick! Go inside and sit down to rest." Jiang's mother said helplessly, supporting Jiang Anxia's other arm.

Jiang Anxia was helped into the courtyard by her two mothers and sat down in the main room.

She felt a sense of euphoria.

Two mothers suddenly supported her, and she could hardly believe it.

One by one, An's father and the others came in.

"Is Xiaxia feeling better?" Seeing that Jiang Anxia was still listless, Anxia's father asked.

"I feel much better." After resting for a while, Jian Xinan was no longer as uncomfortable as he had been at the beginning.

Upon hearing this, Father An nodded.

"Come, everyone, have a seat," Father Jiang invited.

"You're too kind. I'm sorry to have bothered you today," said Father An as he stepped forward.

And what about An Yuxi? He's currently taking something out of the trunk of his car.

These are all gifts that Mother An prepared for the Jiang family.

Everyone else went inside, but he was the only one who remembered; he was the unlucky one.

An Yuxi dutifully carried all the gifts and walked in with a sorrowful expression.

"Oh dear! Look at me, I forgot to prepare things for you." When An's father saw An Yuxi walking in with bags and packages, he slapped his forehead and suddenly remembered.

"Look at you, you've come all this way, what did you bring! We have everything at home." Mr. Jiang acted as if he and Mr. An had known each other for a long time.

"Third son, put him here." An's father called out to An Yuxi as he walked in.

“Okay.” An Yuxi nodded wearily.

He seems to be the very embodiment of resentment.

"Your son is so handsome." Jiang's mother couldn't help but praise An Yuxi and An Yuning.

No wonder Xiaxia is so beautiful; it turns out the whole Su family is good-looking.

“There,” Mother replied gently.

Sometimes she even felt that her sons didn't look the way she wanted them at all.

"You're too kind!" Jiang's mother thought An's mother was being too polite.

"I really didn't." I had no choice but to admit it.

She's telling the truth! Why won't you believe her?

"Alright, alright, I believe you." Seeing that Mother An was getting a little anxious, Mother Jiang had no choice but to believe her.

"I haven't introduced you yet! Let me tell you, that one who looks really aloof is my second son, An Yuning. And that one who looks really silly when he smiles is my third son, An Yuxi." Mother An introduced them to Mother Jiang with a sharp insight.

Jiang Mu looked at them one by one.

“Then let me tell you something too. That’s my eldest daughter-in-law, Zhou Laidi. Next to her is my eldest son, Jiang Zhuohua, and the one tending the fire is my third son, Jiang Nanqiu. The two younger children are at school, so they’re not here.” Mother Jiang pointed to Mother An one by one.

“We really are alike, both of us have so many sons,” Mother An said with a smile.

“Who says otherwise? If you ask me, sons are not as good as daughters. Daughters are more caring.” Jiang’s mother and An’s mother immediately found common ground.

The two engaged in endless conversations about their daughter.

Jiang Anxia, ​​who was sitting to the side, blushed slightly as her pale face was disturbed by the conversation between her mother and her mother.

She didn't mean to overhear, but An's mother and Jiang's mother insisted on speaking in her ear so that she could hear them.

Even if she doesn't want to hear it, she has to hear it nonetheless, so it's no wonder!

On the other side, An's father got so engrossed in chatting with Jiang's father that he forgot about An Yu-ning and An Yu-xi sitting next to him.

The two exchanged a glance, smiled helplessly, and looked at Jiang Anxia at the same time.