As darkness fell at the old house, the three Zhou sisters-in-law returned.

As soon as she entered the courtyard, Guo saw her son kneeling upright in the yard, his face bruised and swollen, and streaked with tears. She was immediately terrified and rushed over, crying bitterly, "Yi-ge'er, what happened to you? What's wrong?"

Yun Tianyi hugged his mother and cried loudly, "Mother, you're finally back! Big brother, big brother hit me and made me kneel here... Waaah..."

Hearing the commotion outside, Yun Tiankuang ran out, bowed to the group, and recounted the events of the day, as well as repeating Madam Yun's words verbatim.

Li also came out, saying, "What Kuang-ge said is true; I heard it all."

Zhou Shi's first reaction was to apologize to Madam Su, "Cousin, I'm really sorry. I suppose Yi-ge'er spoke without thinking in his haste. I should thank Xiao Youran, who is so clever and resourceful at such a young age and cleared Jiao-ge'er's name."

How dare they say that my cousin's family's property belongs to them? Aren't they ungrateful wretches?

Madam Su smiled and said, "Xiao Youran's personality is really not likable. I need to have a good talk with her."

After saying that, she nodded to everyone and went back to the backyard.

Guo immediately cried out in distress, "Sister-in-law, even if Yi-ge'er has done something wrong, just discipline him properly. Why did Kuang-ge'er have to beat him so badly? He's been kneeling here for who knows how long. Isn't this just torture?"

Only then did Madam Zhou composed herself and say seriously, "Mother has asked Kuang-ge to discipline the younger brothers, and we will listen to him. In the end, this family will be handed over to them."

Yu also pulled Guo along, saying, "Third sister-in-law, Mother is right. In the future, we'll probably have to devote ourselves to that cloth shop. We'll have to leave the household affairs to Kuang-ge and Wan-jie."

Li said at the right moment, "Today I saw that Kuang-ge handled things well. Let the brothers handle their own affairs."

What they didn't say was that Yun Tianyi's personality needed to be tempered. It would be better if his third brother could discipline him than if Guo Shi taught him herself.

Yun Tiankuang bowed deeply to his mother and aunts, saying, "Starting tomorrow, I plan to train my younger brothers in martial arts. I don't expect them to master unparalleled skills, but I hope they can strengthen their bodies and temper their will. Please grant me your permission, aunts."

Li and Yu readily agreed.

Looking at Yi-ge'er, Guo-shi's face was full of tears and her heart was filled with reluctance, "Yi-ge'er has suffered today, tomorrow..."

Zhou interrupted him, "I'm afraid that we old folks are not as wise and insightful as four-year-old You Ran. Kuang Ge'er should be growing up, so we'll listen to him on this matter. The mountain is dangerous, so we need to establish rules that you children are not allowed to go up the mountain without an adult."

Yun Tiankuang immediately asked, "Brother Zhao Huai is highly skilled in martial arts. With him here, can he lead us up the mountain?"

Zhou was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and said, "Okay."

Just then, a young man rushed over, shouting, "Tian Kuang! Tian Kuang! A letter has arrived from your home!"

Tian Kuang opened the door, and there stood Yun Laiwang, the clan chief's son. "Brother Laiwang, what's the news?"

"I don't know, my dad asked me to bring it. You'll know once you see it."

Zhou's heart skipped a beat. She quickly took it and saw the familiar words "To Mother" written on it. Tears streamed down her face.

...

Meanwhile, back in the backyard, Su found her beloved daughter discussing cooking methods with Zhao's mother in the kitchen.

It was supposed to be a discussion, but it was actually Xiao Youran giving instructions unilaterally.

For the past month or so, apart from having a family feast with the rest of the Yun family on the second day after they arrived in Sanyang Village, they had been eating in their own rooms after the kitchen had prepared the food.

Firstly, the large table simply couldn't accommodate everyone; secondly, the Su family had previously stated that they could feed themselves, so aside from the first day when they didn't have time to buy food and cooked the ingredients that the villagers had given them to express their gratitude for Xiao Youran's life-saving grace, Old Feng drove his horse-drawn carriage to town to buy all the food afterwards.

So Zhao's mother took on the role of cook, with Su Yue assisting her.

Because Jiang Youchen frequently corresponded with Shen Zhangyu in the capital, Xiao Youran would write down the recipes for two or three special dishes each time, which also updated the family's cookbook.

Xiao Youran would come over from time to time to guide Zhao's mother on how to make some new dishes.

At first, Zhao's mother was very surprised, but later, with Jiang Youchen's testimony that it was Zhang Yu, the young man from the Beijing-based restaurant, who wrote the instructions in the letter, she believed it without a doubt.

Fourth Sister Yun Manhan, Fifth Sister Yun Manqian, and Little Fifth Sister Yun Tianzhi and Little Sixth Sister Yun Tianjiao are younger and often crowd outside the kitchen, waiting to snatch some snacks.

Sometimes, the dishes that Zhao's mother made made them so hungry that they cried, and Su would invite them to stay and eat together.

So at this moment, the fourth daughter, the fifth daughter, and the sixth daughter were all standing to the side, staring longingly at the pot lid that Zhao's mother was holding, almost crying with envy once again.

Fifth Sister is still sick and can't get up.

Xiao Youran kept an eye on the time for the four girls, saying, "Almost there, almost there, there's only half a stick of incense left!"

Mrs. Su chuckled, "Why does it have to be so precise about what to cook?"

Little Youran immediately rushed towards her mother, "Mother! You're back!"

Mrs. Su hugged her chubby daughter tightly and kissed her, "Little Ranran, you've worked so hard!"

"Mom, you've worked so hard!" Little Youran snuggled into her mother's arms. "We're cooking chicken stew with mushrooms! It's supposed to take two incense sticks to cook, and there's only half an incense stick left!"

Su pinched Xiao Youran's chubby cheeks and smiled with satisfaction, "Our baby Youran has gotten fatter."

Hearing this from the side, Zhao's mother was also very happy. "Yes, after settling in for more than a month, the little lady has been eating and sleeping well, so she has naturally gained some weight."

Little Youran also pretended to pinch Su's cheek, saying, "Mother has gotten fatter too."

Su chuckled.

Madam Zhao was even happier, "Miss looks much better than when she first arrived in the capital! This is all thanks to the peaceful life she's had for the past month!"

These past few days, Miss has been busy with things, and she's clearly more energetic.

Little Youran snuggled against her mother and said contentedly, "Mom, you'll definitely be well and live to be ninety-nine!"

Madam Su chuckled and said, "You little darling, your mouth is like it's been blessed. If your mother lives to ninety-nine, wouldn't she be an old monster?"

These days, living to seventy or eighty is considered a long life.

Xiao Youran's heart skipped a beat, and she hissed as she pulled out her little notebook. "Mother will definitely be happy and live a long and healthy life!"

Madam Su burst into laughter, "Ranran, my little darling! You're such a sweet little angel!"

Xiao Youran looked at the notebook with some frustration and saw another line of red warning text appear: "Your luck value is insufficient to fulfill this wish."

Xiao You Ran: ……

If I think about it, if my mother is going to live to ninety-nine, and all the unhappy things have to be eliminated one by one, there would probably be countless things... Is that why her luck value is not enough?

It seems that it's better to be more specific when making a wish, like the bag of pine nut candies and two boxes of chocolates I just took out...