"Hmm~ candied hawthorn!" Unable to think of anything she wanted to eat, An Wan used the most ordinary candied hawthorn to appease Lu Sen.

"Okay, Dad will buy it for you."

"Thank you, Dad!"

The two luxury cars drove out of Lujia Village, and only then did the dozens of villagers who had been surrounding the Lujia family disperse.

Lu Sen also had to go to work, and the house suddenly became quiet with four fewer people.

In the following days, in addition to taking care of Lu Jiayan during the day and feeding him and Lu Zhili spiritual spring water twice a day, she also had to learn Chinese characters for an hour.

She basically didn't have to do any housework; Yunping wouldn't let her do anything.

However, she was also very busy because she had to accompany Grandpa He on a walk at the foot of Shenxian Mountain every day.

They also need to study how to dispel the black mist above his head.

I can't sleep at night; I'm cultivating in this space.

By Thursday, An Wan still couldn't come up with a solution. As the black mist above Grandpa He's head grew darker and darker, she became increasingly agitated.

She didn't want Grandpa He to die.

Noticing that An Wan was unhappy, Yun Ping carried her outside for a walk to cheer her up.

Lu Zhili followed behind.

She stayed home obediently to keep Lu Jiayan company.

The cat went off to play somewhere early this morning.

I'll also take some things to Lu Miao's family to improve the relationship between the two families.

A piece of cured pork, two pounds of apples, and freshly made osmanthus cake and water chestnut cake.

The cured meat was given to He Sichen by Village Chief Yu, but he didn't take it. He cooked it for Yunping and Anwan instead.

She couldn't refuse, so she accepted.

No matter how delicious cured pork is, it can't compare to fresh pork.

He Sichen's family doesn't lack the money to buy meat.

After walking for three minutes, An Wan got off Yun Ping's back, feeling sorry for her for carrying her for so long, as she was covered in sweat.

Yunping is not only thin, but also very weak. In recent years, she has worked in the fields for the sake of her family and children, which has left her with many minor health problems.

A cold wind will give me a migraine.

I feel cold easily and also have rheumatism.

Although An Wan has been adding a few drops of spiritual spring water to the water bottle at home every day so that Yun Ping can drink it.

However, it is impossible to change her physical condition in a short period of time.

While Lingquan water is said to have the effect of curing all kinds of diseases, it must be taken for a long time or in large doses.

Drinking only one or two drops a day will not achieve the best results.

Yunping led Anwan ahead, while Lu Zhili followed behind, pulling a basket.

Because the paths in the countryside are very narrow, it is impossible for three people to walk side by side at the same time.

After circling half the village, we finally arrived at Lu Miao's house.

An Wan looked at the home of her Uncle Lu, whom she had never met, and found it to be ten times better than Lu Sen's home.

Because it's a new one-story building constructed with red bricks and cement, it has a distinct 21st-century feel to it.

"Hongmei, are you home?" Yunping knocked on Lu Miao's door a few times.

"Coming—" Someone quickly came out to open the door.

She was a girl around ten years old.

She is Lu Xiaojuan, the third daughter of Lu Miao and Liu Hongmei.

She has an older sister, Lu Xiaoyan, and a second older sister, Lu Xiaoyue, and three younger sisters, Lu Xiaojing, Lu Xiaoli, and Lu Xiaona.

"Second Aunt." Seeing that it was Yunping, Lu Xiaojuan's expression was not very good.

He opened the door and went in first, without waiting for Yunping to go inside.

An Wan felt a little uncomfortable. Yun Ping was Lu Xiaojuan's second aunt, yet she dared to give her attitude.

Besides, they brought so many gifts with them.

"Come in, Wanwan." Yunping smiled and led Anwan into Lu Miao's new home.

This new house, a 100-square-meter concrete and steel structure, was indeed built this year, and we moved into it a few days before the New Year.

After entering the house, An Wan met her third uncle, Lu Miao, and her third aunt, Liu Hongmei.

She and Lu Zhili called out twice together.

"We made some water chestnut cake and red bean cake at home for the children to try. Wanwan, Zhili, you two take these and let your older and younger sisters have a taste."

Yunping took a plate out of the bamboo basket, which contained water chestnut cake and red bean cake.

An Wan and Lu Zhili obediently did as he was told. He had been to Lu Miao's house twice before, so he knew the way.

Take her to find Lu Miao's daughters.

The first person to eat the water chestnut cake was a little girl of about three or four years old, who was quite cute.

But because of a cold and runny nose, his face was covered in dirty snot.

An Wan felt nauseous at the sight, so she took out a tissue from her pocket and used it to blow the little girl's nose.

I heard that Lu Miao has six daughters, and he keeps having children in order to have a son.

The country only allows three children, so Lu Miao was fined three times.

However, because it was a daughter, the fine was not much.

Because they gave birth to a daughter, the government even awarded their family several thousand yuan and provided them with a year's worth of free milk powder.

"Delicious, delicious, thank you, sister." Lu Xiaoli finished a piece of water chestnut cake in a few bites, revealing a very satisfied smile.

Watching An Wan blow her nose, she suddenly felt a strong liking for this unfamiliar older sister.

"Have another piece." An Wan handed a piece of red bean cake to Lu Xiaoli.

As a result, the little girl coughed, lost her grip on the red bean cake, and it fell to the ground, getting covered in dust.

The next second, Lu Xiaoli burst into tears.

"Don't hit me, I didn't mean to, I'm sorry sister, waaaaah—"

If food falls on the ground, her parents will beat her to death.

"Why are you crying? It's just a piece of red bean cake. Stop crying, sweetie." An Wan's ears were hurt by the crying, but she didn't care about the red bean cake at all.

Moreover, when Lu Xiaoli cried like that, people who didn't know the situation would think that she was bullying her third uncle's daughter.

She took a red bean cake and stuffed it into Lu Xiaoli's wide-open mouth.

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