But if it wasn't Yu Qizhe, could it be that Yu Fuling sent her back to her room? Yu Jiao looked at Yu Fuling, hesitant to speak.

Yu Fuling had been used to doing farm work since she was a child and was very strong. The more Yu Jiao thought about it, the more she felt that it must be her who carried her back to the house.

Yu Jiao thanked him softly. Yu Fuling looked at Yu Jiao with a smile and said, "What are you thanking me for? The food is getting cold. How about I go light a fire and warm it up?"

She now likes Yu Jiao very much and is happy to see Yu Jiao getting close to Yu Qizhe. She will be getting married after the New Year, and she feels relieved to have Yu Jiao helping to take care of her parents and younger brother.

Yu Jiao shook her head and said, "No thanks." It's summer now, so it doesn't matter if the food is cold.

Yu Fuling carried a candle and accompanied Yu Jiao to the kitchen. It was still raining outside, but the rain was not as heavy as the previous two days.

Yu Jiao was eating in the kitchen, and Yu Fuling sat beside her to keep her company and poured her a cup of hot tea.

Yu Jiao sipped her tea, feeling somewhat comforted. Although the Yu family had a lot of troubles, she had been well taken care of by the people from the second house since she woke up, and they gave her a place to stay.

After washing up and returning to her room, Yu Jiao was not sleepy. She picked up the "Tai Yan Notes" that had been placed on the wooden cabinet beside the bed and sat on the bedside to read it.

Yu Fuling didn't sleep either. She picked up the sewing basket and continued to sew clothes. Her wedding dress was already finished, and the only thing left to do was to modify the collar.

Two quarters of an hour later, Yu Fuling stretched lazily, nudged Yu Jiao with her elbow, and said happily, "It's finally done. I'll try it on and you can help me see if it looks good."

Yu Jiao raised her head and said, "Okay."

She knew that Yu Fuling had spent a long time making this dress, and she must be looking forward to her marriage.

"Have you ever met your future husband?" Yu Jiao asked curiously.

Yu Fuling blushed slightly and said shyly, "I've never seen it before."

"Doesn't that mean we don't even know whether he is round, fat or thin?" Yu Jiao thought that although the rules were strict, both parties could at least meet once before getting married.

Yu Fuling lowered her eyes and said shyly, "Not really. My father and mother have seen him and said that he is an honest and strong young man. Although his family is a little poor, his parents-in-law are both good-tempered."

As she spoke, she had already changed into her red wedding dress, got out of bed, put on her shoes, turned around, and said to Yu Jiao with a smile, "I made it according to the style that girls in town wear when they get married. Does it look good?"

The dark red linen fabric was not as good as the brocade clothes that the young ladies wore when they got married, but it was sewn by Yu Fuling stitch by stitch. Yu Jiao said sincerely, "It looks good, and you are more beautiful than flowers. Your future husband will definitely like it when he sees it."

Yu Fuling pursed her lips and smiled shyly, "Don't talk nonsense. If you think it looks good, I will make one for you in the future."

Yu Jiao shook her head and said with a smile, "No, I'm not getting married."

Yu Fuling took off her wedding dress, folded it carefully, and put it in the suitcase. "Speaking of which, you and I haven't gotten married yet. When I'm better, I'll let mother arrange a good wedding for you."

"That's not necessary." Yu Jiao said jokingly, "You've always hoped that Chen's Arou would be your sister-in-law. When Yu Qizhe recovers from his illness, you can come and ask for marriage."

Yu Fuling quickly explained, "Arou has been engaged to a family in town who has passed the imperial examination. There is no possibility for her and me anymore. Don't take what I said before to heart. Since you came to the Yu family, my parents have always treated you as their daughter-in-law. Qi Zhe has also told me several times that he and Arou have nothing to do with each other. Don't let those nonsense words of mine cause any rift between you and me."

Yu Jiao looked at her anxious look, smiled, and said nonchalantly, "It's okay, it's okay. In life, you must find a good person to grow old with. The rest of your life is too long. If you find someone who doesn't suit your heart, you will get tired of each other. It's better to travel around the world alone."

Yu Fuling couldn't agree with these strange words, and said, "Since ancient times, men and women have been married according to their parents' orders and matchmakers' words. If you don't have a man to rely on, your life will be like a floating duckweed without support, and your life will be very hard. Don't worry, my brother is a reliable man, and he will treat you very well in the future."

Yu Jiao smiled lightly and said nothing more. They lived in different times and their two thoughts could not collide. In her previous life, she had never been married because she wanted to wait for someone, someone who made her want to spend her life with him.

"It's getting late, go to bed." Yu Jiao said as she lay down.

Yu Fuling got on the bed, blew out the lamp at the bedside, lay there for a while, and whispered in the darkness, "I will get married after the New Year. When I am not around, my brother and my parents will have to be taken care of by you. Yu Jiao, will you always treat my brother and my parents well?"

Yu Jiao did not speak immediately. She opened her eyes and looked into the dark void. After a while, she said, "Aunt Song and Uncle Mengshan treat me very well. As long as I am in the Yu family, I will treat them well."

Yu Fuling felt relieved after hearing this, but when she saw that Yu Jiao didn't mention Qi Zhe, she couldn't help but feel a little worried, "Don't think my brother has a cold temper, it's all because of his illness. He used to be quiet but loved to laugh, but he has become more and more gloomy in recent years."

Yu Fuling sighed in the darkness. Yu Jiao responded softly, closed her eyes, and fell asleep soon after.

The next day, the rain still did not stop. Yu Jiao boiled some medicine for Yu Qizhe in the kitchen and brought it into the house.

When Yu Qizhe was taking the medicine, Yu Jiao was sitting beside him. She glanced at the table and saw the unfinished writing sheet she had left yesterday. It was stained with ink and had several words smudged on it. It had become a piece of waste paper. She took the paper and threw it into the waste paper cup. She said to Yu Qizhe,

"Next time if I fall asleep while practicing calligraphy, just wake me up and don't let Fuling take me back to the room again."

Yu Qizhe paused while drinking the medicine, swallowed the bitter liquid, looked up at Yu Jiao, coughed lightly, and then responded.

Yu Jiao said, "I'm going to go up the mountain to look for a herb later, so I won't practice calligraphy today."

Yu Qizhe put down the clean medicine bowl. Although his tone was light, his words were full of concern. "It's still raining outside. Let's go when the weather clears up."

Yu Jiao walked to the small table, picked up the medicine bowl, and walked out. "When the rain stops, the medicine will be gone."

"I'll go talk to my brother and ask him to accompany you." Yu Qizhe stood up and said to Yu Jiao's back.

"Okay." Yu Jiao turned around and smiled at him.

The fair and clean little face was hazy in the morning light, and her long eyelashes moved slightly, making her watery almond eyes look clear and bright. Yu Qizhe's heart skipped a beat and he turned away, not daring to look directly at her.

Upon hearing that Yu Jiao was going to the mountains to collect herbs, Yu Ruhai didn't say anything and agreed to let Yu Zhixing accompany her. Yu Fuling wanted to go with her, but Yu Jiao didn't let her.

She was heading for the Yaocao, but now it had rained heavily on the mountain, and the ground was muddy and soft, making it too dangerous.

Not long after Yu Jiao and Yu Zhixing went up the mountain, a horse-drawn carriage passed through Qingyu Village in the rain and stopped outside the Yu family's house.