Han Luoxue ate with satisfaction, wolfing down her food for a while, when suddenly she remembered something and asked, "Where's Han Yuchen? Has he gotten up yet?"

Although the two of them took turns on duty and traveling, she slept more and Han Yuchen slept less, probably even more tired than she was.

“I went to check on him this morning, and he was still sleeping soundly. I figured he was just tired, so I didn’t wake him.”

Han Luoxue nodded and chuckled, "He'll know to get up and eat when he's hungry."

“I think so too. By the way, your Grandpa Han Qiang came over this morning.”

Upon hearing Han Qiang's name, Han Luoxue thought of her wife, Zhou Aidi: "Has Han Qiang's grandmother returned?"

Han Luoxue was still very curious. Back in modern times, she had heard a lot about Voldemort, and his actions were truly shocking.

I'd seen similar stories on short videos before, but I always thought they were just fictional plots from TV. But seeing Zhou Aidi's appearance, I realized that people like that really exist in real life.

I don't know what this woman is thinking. Isn't her own family more important after marriage? Besides, a woman can help her family, but she should do so within her own capabilities.

In fact, an even more important premise is that your family is genuinely good to you and deserves your support.

But Zhou Aidi is clearly different; her family doesn't treat her like a human being at all.

Even so, the woman still wanted Voldemort.

"I don't know, maybe they haven't come back yet."

Yunniang sighed. What a wonderful family it was, yet that woman didn't know how to cherish it. Han Qiang was truly a good man; given the right circumstances...

He wouldn't completely disregard the fate of his mother-in-law's family.

It's possible that he was too easy to talk to at first, which led the other side to think that Han Qiang was easy to bully and manipulate.

But how could a village head really be a fool?

"Sigh, that's a bit of a pity."

Han Luoxue sighed, recalling his time in the capital, and said with a hint of helplessness, "Mother, I didn't stay in the capital for long and didn't find out anything about your background."

"But I'll ask them to help me inquire; we might get news sometime soon."

Han Luoxue knew that Yunniang still wanted to know about her origins. It wasn't that she longed for her parents' love; she just wanted to know who she was.

"However, Mother, I bought a batch of embroidery in Jincheng, and they also gave me some fabric and embroidery tools. When I tried it out, Sister Zhen said I was a genius at embroidery."

There was no one else in the room, so Han Luoxue took out her embroidery frame and other tools, along with the fabric that had been hung on it, and the few stitches she had embroidered.

Seeing the embroidery frame that had suddenly appeared, Yunniang curiously walked over and touched the fabric on it. Seeing the crooked stitches of Han Luoxue's embroidery, she covered her mouth and laughed:

"The embroidery is crooked and twisted, but if it's your first time using an embroidery needle, it's actually quite good."

"Ah, Mother, you and Sister Zhen said the same thing."

Han Luoxue recounted the events at the two embroidery workshops in the capital, as well as Sister Zhen, whom she thought was quite nice.

"Silk Pavilion?"

Yunniang frowned slightly, looking puzzled.

"What's wrong, Mother?"

Han Luoxue looked at her with concern, and Yunniang shook her head: "I just think the name sounds familiar."

“It’s normal that you’re familiar with it; Sixiu Pavilion is quite famous in the capital. If you’ve lived in the capital before, you should have heard of this name.”

"By the way, Mother, if you used to live in the capital, would you know how to embroider?"

"I've forgotten all about it. I don't seem to remember it."

Yunniang shook her head in distress; she truly knew nothing about the past. It was as if everyone had erased it from her memory.

"Isn't there an embroidery frame here? Why don't you give it a try?"

Although Yunniang couldn't embroider, sewing and mending were no problem for her. She made all the clothes for her family by hand. Of course, in the past, her family's living conditions were not good, so they had to make their own clothes.

Upon hearing this, Yunniang was also eager to try.

"Oh, Mother, don't hesitate. Look, I've only just started embroidering. Don't worry about ruining it."

Yunniang nodded, went to the outer room to get a stool, placed it in front of the embroidery frame, and picked up the embroidery needle.

Han Luoxue also walked over curiously. If she had talent, then did her mother also have talent?

Surely she couldn't have inherited this talent from her father?

The thought of the tall and imposing Han Mingyuan sitting in front of the embroidery frame, holding a small embroidery needle, was too beautiful for Han Luoxue to bear.

...

When Han Luoxue left the capital, she forgot to leave a token, asking Zhou Yuan to help her find out about Yunniang's background.

It's not too late to remember now. When she delivered the items to Zhou Yuan, she specially wrapped them in red cloth and sent them over with a note, saying that they were a keepsake from her mother and asking him to try his best to find out more about her.

Zhou Yuan was also taken aback when he received the item. Although he had never seen it before, it was obviously very valuable, which meant that Han Luoxue's mother must have a very impressive background.

This little village girl is incredibly capable. Even her mother probably comes from a good family. What kind of luck does Han Yuchen have? He managed to find such a remarkable wife in the village.

He certainly wouldn't just take the items directly to them; instead, he drew up diagrams and made several copies. He used the fakes to inquire, hoping to gather information first.

Unfortunately, after searching for several days, there was still no information. Or perhaps, this jade pendant isn't from the capital, but from some nearby area.

Han Yuchen still hadn't gotten up by evening. Han Luoxue couldn't help but go over to call him. But she found him lying quietly on the kang (a heated brick bed), fast asleep.

Han Yuchen was a very quiet sleeper. Han Luoxue plucked a chicken feather from her spatial storage and dangled it near his nose.

A large hand suddenly grabbed her mischievous little hand. Han Yuchen suddenly opened his eyes and saw the smiling beauty. With a forceful pull of his wrist, Han Luoxue fell onto him.

Then, he flipped over, and the two switched bodies, with Han Luoxue pinned down on the kang (a heated brick bed).

The man lowered his head and kissed her lips.

Han Luoxue was still in a daze. She had only come over to call for someone, so how did she end up being dragged onto the kang (a heated brick bed) and kissed?

"Let go first."

She didn't know how much time had passed before the man finally released her. Han Luoxue let out a long breath and pushed his strong body away.

"Mom's calling us for dinner. If she comes over later..."

Upon hearing that Yunniang was coming, Han Yuchen stopped making a fuss. He rolled over and lay down, his voice slightly hoarse: "When did you wake up?"

"After noon, a little earlier than you."

"Have you slept enough?" Han Luoxue smiled at her, because her face was still flushed and burning.

"Um!"

Han Yuchen felt like he had slept for a long time, as he hadn't felt this tired in a long time.

"Let's go eat first."

The two got up, and Han Yuchen tidied himself up before they went over together.