When Bai Ruixue first entered the main room, she saw the silk clothes Song was wearing, and her little brother Tian looked just like a young master from a wealthy family, with a white jade pendant hanging from his waist.

It looks expensive.

She knew that this was her destined match.

"Look at this child, you've spoiled her rotten. If I had known, I should have married her off to the Dahei family last year. That boy is so good, all muscle, capable and with a big appetite, a master at farming, and clever too. He doesn't have any brothers, and his mother is known for her good character. But this brat just wouldn't have it, and you spoil her too. Children's marriages are always arranged by their parents. Who's like her, so opinionated? She actually came to me and said she'd taken a liking to this marriage, making me lose all face."

Bai Lizheng was furious whenever he saw her.

"It's not like you spoil her. We only have one son and one daughter. Xiaoxue was born late, and you're the one who dotes on her the most. You're saying I spoil her? If you don't spoil her, why do you give in to her every little thing? Alright, the engagement is already made, so what's there to argue about? Maybe it's just that Song is rushing the wedding because her son is too old. Tomorrow morning, have our daughter-in-law prepare the feast. They'll definitely want to stay for lunch."

Bai Li was speechless.

He could only shake off his sleeves and go back to his room to lie down.

Yan Xia, on the other side, took a look around and, finding nothing for her to do, decided to drive the carriage back to town.

We will return to the village in three days.

As soon as the carriage arrived at the village entrance, it ran into an acquaintance.

"Aunt Yan, please, please save my son! He has a high fever. He was perfectly fine before, but after taking a bath, he started to have a fever. There are no doctors around here, and I don't trust the itinerant doctor in the next village. Are you going back to town? Could you give me a ride? I'll take my son, Jindan, to town to see a doctor."

Liu Wangtao was holding a child, his face full of anxiety.

If he hadn't spoken, Yan Xia would have thought he was carrying a package.

It's so small.

"Okay, come on up."

I've already brought it once, so there's no reason to refuse this time.

Children are always innocent.

As he boarded the carriage, Yan Xia glanced at the child.

She has a large birthmark on her face, and her skin is both red and white. She is quiet and doesn't make a fuss. Her eyes are closed, and she seems to be asleep. Her head is about the size of her fist. I wonder if premature babies can survive in this day and age.

He wanted to sit outside the carriage.

Yan Xia spoke up to stop her.

"The child has a fever. Please come inside; it's windy outside."

"Oh, thank you, Auntie."

Liu Wangtao listened to advice; his son was his lifeblood.

Once he was seated, Yan Xia immediately set off.

It's very fast.

So it was also very bumpy.

The children were jolted awake and cried loudly, but their cries were soft and not too loud.

At dinner time, the carriage arrived in town. The guards at the city gate saw Yan Xia and let her through immediately, unlike others who had to queue for inspection.

Yan Xia took him directly to the entrance of the clinic.

She left after watching the person go inside.

Liu Wangtao, carrying the child, had just stepped into the clinic when he cried for help.

The doctor at the clinic rushed forward to provide treatment.

"Oh dear, is this a premature baby? Judging from its appearance, it's probably not even nine months old. Why does it have such a high fever? Did it get exposed to drafts when it was born?"

No wonder he can run a clinic; the moment he saw the golden egg, he knew the baby was premature.

"No, we wrapped him up tightly when we took him out of the house, but he started to get a fever after his bath."

Liu Wangtao said honestly.

"What? Take a bath? Are you kidding me? He wasn't born full-term. Even if he were born in the summer, he shouldn't take a bath. At most, you can just wipe him down with a hot towel. He's too weak to take a bath! Sigh!"

The doctor was so angry that he kept pointing his index finger, almost poking Liu Wangtao's face.

"I don't know, doctor, please save him, save my son, he's my only son."

"I will definitely save him, but you can't treat a premature baby like a full-term baby. He must be carefully cared for. He can't be exposed to the slightest wind or get cold, otherwise every time he gets sick, it will affect his lifespan."

The doctor shook his head.

He didn't make his point very clearly.

This child will never grow up.

Unless expensive medication is used to keep him alive.

There's a chance they'll live long enough to start a family and build a career.

Even if he survives this high fever, he won't be able to stay alive until he's 15 years old, even with continued medication.

He could tell Liu Wangtao's general situation just by looking at his clothes.

I'll be so grateful if this child lives long enough to speak.

The child has never had a drop of milk since birth; the poor little one's first meal was Chinese medicine.

His face scrunched up in pain, making him look like a dwarf old man.

There's no way to go back to Baihua Village tonight. There's a night watchman at the clinic, so after Jindan falls asleep, Liu Wangtao will sleep on the floor next to Jindan.

I'll walk back tomorrow morning.

Outside, wisps of smoke rise from chimneys, and the aroma of food wafts for miles around.

The flavors are mixed together, including roast chicken, green vegetables and tofu, braised duck, and shredded pork with chili.

Liu Wangtao's mouth was watering.

But he had given all the money in his pocket to the clinic, and he didn't even have enough to buy a steamed bun, so he had to go hungry.

That wasn't enough; he was short ten copper coins, but the kind-hearted doctor waived the fee.

Yan Xia was unaware of his embarrassed state, and even if she did, she wouldn't care.

She's not some saintly, overly compassionate person; she's already being kind by giving him a ride.

This is only because human lives are at stake.

At dinner time, Yan Xia and her family returned to the Yan residence. A plaque was hung outside the new house; since she bought the house, it was naturally impossible for someone else's name to be on it.

Yan Xia was very unhappy with the surnames her children had.

"Do you want to change your surname?"

A sudden remark startled the four siblings, who were eating, so much that they dropped their chopsticks.

"Mother, why did you bring this up all of a sudden?"

As the eldest sibling, Kim Bok took the lead in speaking.

"I don't want to see or hear the surname Chen. Do you want to change your surname? If not, I won't force you."

Yan Xia stuffed a mouthful of rice into her mouth without even raising her eyes, her voice neither loud nor soft, making it hard to understand.

“I’m thinking about it. Anyway, my dead father is gone. The Chen family treated us so badly. I wish they would all die out. I want to take my mother’s surname. From now on, I will be called Yan Jinlu.”

"Mother, I'll change my surname too. I'll take whatever your surname is."

Guihua agreed, her gaze towards Yanxia earnest.

“Change it, taking my mother’s surname is so much better, I don’t want to be surnamed Chen.”

Lamei never put down the bowl in her hand; her mother was the best person to her.

Stay with your mother, and you'll have plenty to eat.

It must be surnamed Yan!

"Mother, I will listen to you. Father is gone. Whether he has the surname Chen or not is not important. I don't want to be a grandson of the Chen family."

All four agreed.

Yan Xia nodded in satisfaction.

"Alright, when I have some free time, I'll pick a time to get this done. You guys need to change your names too, they're so old-fashioned, I'm embarrassed to call you names on the street."