Xiao Youran sighed and said, "Auntie, I can cure your illness. Eat well and nourish your body, and you will get better. As long as you are alive, your three daughters will still have a mother. Also, although your husband is in a coma, my master knows acupuncture. I will find a way to have him come and perform acupuncture. Maybe one day, your husband will wake up. Your family will still be together."

These words struck Yang to the core.

She wiped away her tears and struggled to get up.

Xiao Youran was startled and quickly instructed Qiao'er to hold her mother down, "Auntie, you're too depleted. You need to rest for two months after giving birth. Don't move around."

Tears streamed down Yang's face uncontrollably. "I...I want to kowtow to the little miracle doctor!"

Xiao Youran waved her hand, "Why are you kowtowing! Getting well is the most important thing."

"Yes, Mother! Eat quickly, get well soon..." Qiao'er brought the pastry to Yang's lips and couldn't help but sob.

Xiuer hugged the baby and started crying.

Xiao Youran couldn't stand it anymore and quickly reminded her, "Xiuer, give your mother the medicine three times a day, just like I told you. Don't forget! I'll come to see your aunt again in a couple of days."

Then they escaped from the hut.

Jiang Youchen was haphazardly wiping the corner of her eye with her sleeve.

Xiao Youran grabbed her brother's hand and walked outside, saying, "Come on, let's go find our master to learn acupuncture!"

...

Ever since Old Madam Yun demonstrated her extraordinary combat prowess, the atmosphere in the entire Yun family—or rather, the entire Tiankuang family—has become more positive than ever before.

Everyone was very busy, repairing houses, preparing for the wedding, running pastry shops, fabric shops, and clothing shops. Everyone was running around like crazy.

For the next two days after that day, Qiao'er would come to the old house in the late afternoon to get a box of pastries from Zhao's mother.

Zhao's mother was initially a little unhappy because her pastry recipes were already basically stable and no one needed to taste them or give feedback anymore.

But after hearing Xiao Youran describe the tragic situation at Qiao'er's home, the mother's heart overflowed with love, and on the afternoon of the third day, she gave her two full boxes.

Afterwards, she busied herself teaching the maids at the pastry shop how to make pastries, and for several days she didn't have time to think about it. When she finally remembered, she realized that Qiao'er hadn't come to pick up her food box for several days. She thought it was her oversight and secretly felt annoyed.

So when I got home, I asked around and found out that for the past five or six days, Qiao'er had come to ask for goat milk every morning, but hadn't come back in the afternoon.

Zhao's mother thought to herself, "They have a whole family of grandparents and other relatives. They can't possibly live off just this box of pastries. They must have their own food."

On the seventh day, Qiao'er came to ask for goat milk as usual in the morning. Zhao Mama happened to be there and casually asked, "Would you like some snacks today?"

Qiao'er's eyes immediately welled up with tears, and she shook her head, saying, "Thank you, Aunt Zhao, but... I don't need it yet..."

Mrs. Zhao was puzzled. "Is it because my desserts are not good?"

"No, no, no, Aunt Zhao, the snacks you make are so delicious... it's just... it's just..." Qiao'er felt tears welling up again, and dared not continue. She picked up the goat milk and walked out.

Zhao's mother couldn't stand it any longer. She grabbed her and held her bowl to prevent the goat milk from spilling, and demanded sharply, "What's going on?"

Qiao'er sobbed, "It was...it was Grandma...Grandma and Aunt who took all the snacks...I...I didn't want to waste all your hard work..."

Zhao's mother immediately flew into a rage and roared, "Those two shameless old hags!"

Zhou, who was just coming in to boil some hot water for the workers repairing the house, was stunned when she heard this.

So... are all the Su family members really this fierce?

...

A moment later, Zhao's mother and Qiao'er returned to their dilapidated little house, looking menacing.

She told Qiao'er to take the goat's milk in and feed it to her little sister as usual, then stood in the yard and started cursing, "I've seen shameless people, but I've never seen anyone as shameless as you. You even dare to steal your granddaughter and niece's snacks and food! Why don't you two old hags choke to death?! If you're going to steal, then steal it all! Why not steal this goat's milk too! Let your youngest baby starve to death, and let God open his eyes and strike you old scoundrels dead! Your hearts are so twisted... How much weight can you gain from eating stolen snacks? Come out and let me see..."

Even from a great distance, Zhou could faintly hear Zhao Mama's booming scolding: ...

She was boiling water in the kitchen when she cautiously asked Granny Wang, who was standing nearby, "Granny Wang, do you know how shrewish Zhao Mama is?"

Wang Mama and Zheng Mama were both servants of Old Madam Yun, and the three of them had a relationship spanning decades.

Granny Wang didn't take it seriously. "What's so special about that? Every woman in the Su family is shrewish! Let's not even talk about our old lady. Just take Miss Youran for example. Before she came to the capital last year, when she was still in Dingzhou, her father said a few words to her, and she stormed into his study and threw a tantrum, smashing things and even setting a fire."

Zhou: ...

Sorry to bother you.

Xiao Youran is only five years old this year. Last year, when she was only four years old, she dared to set fire.

It turns out that when she was at the Yunhou Mansion in the capital, she only broke about a hundred porcelain bowls, which was really showing mercy!

Thank you for not setting the fire!

Granny Wang chuckled, "Why do you think the mother and her two children came to the capital? We were just afraid she would cause even more trouble in Dingzhou and ruin her reputation!"

Zhou: ...

Wang, who had been thoroughly scolded in the courtyard, finally couldn't take it anymore and came out. "You servant, what right do you have to yell and curse here? Get out of here!"

Zhao's mother sneered, "Even if I were a slave born into the household, I'd still be better than a wicked peasant mother-in-law like you. Don't you always curse your daughter-in-law to die soon? What, is it delicious to snatch food from the mouth of a dying person? Be careful, eating the food of a dying person might shorten your lifespan by more than ten years!"

Wang was thoroughly berated and humiliated, and in her anger, she stepped forward and scratched her, yelling, "You damned servant, who gave you the audacity to come to my house and cause trouble? Get out of here!"

Zhao's mother wasn't one to be trifled with either. She quickly grabbed the woman's hand and said, "Oh, I just can't stand you, you wicked woman who steals other people's food! What's wrong with scolding you a little?"

Wang was furious. "I didn't steal your food, so why are you standing up for that family of jinxes?"

Zhao's mother's eyes darted around, and she let go of her hand. "Oh dear, you were right! The pastries your little girl took were all bought on credit by me! Since you took them and ate them, why don't you pay her back the money she owed!"

Upon hearing this, Wang turned to leave, shouting, "Bah! I already made an agreement with Jiang Youchen that my family doesn't have any money to pay for the consultation. You were the ones who came to my house for treatment, and now you're turning your back on me and demanding money? No way!"