Ning Huan naturally didn't understand Zhou Jing'an's meaning. In his mind, Ning Huan agreed not to divorce him in the future and would go to the capital with him to live a good life.
Her plan was that after Zhou Jing'an divorced her, he would leave the four little ones for her to raise. Since the two of them were going to divorce, they were definitely not considered husband and wife anymore.
Seeing that Zhou Jing'an was acting strangely, Ning Huan decided not to continue talking to him.
He turned and went out to figure out a solution on his own. He had just stepped out when he bumped into Ning Liang, who was looking for Zhou Jing'an.
"Sis, you're here too, that's perfect."
He handed the bedding to Ning Huan: "My mother told me to get some softer bedding for my brother-in-law, saying that his leg is injured and needs to be treated carefully."
These words instantly reminded Ning Huan that Zhou Jing'an's leg was still recovering, so she told Pang Shi that he needed to rest alone for the time being. If she shared a bed with Zhou Jing'an, she might accidentally touch his wound.
Thinking of this, Ning Huan was overjoyed. Tonight, Zhou Jing'an would sleep in the bed, and she could make do with sleeping on the floor.
Seeing that she was about to spread the bedding on the floor, Ning Liang quickly stopped her: "Sister, what are you doing? Why are you sleeping on the floor all of a sudden?"
Ning Huan said earnestly, "You don't understand. Your brother-in-law's leg injury hasn't healed yet. I don't sleep well, so what if I accidentally hurt his leg?"
"So I'll sleep on the floor tonight, and your brother-in-law can sleep in the bed alone."
Hearing Ning Huan's words, Zhou Jing'an felt that this woman seemed to have other reasons, but it also seemed that she was indeed thinking of him.
Zhou Jing'an didn't think about it any further; it was just resting in the same bed, and they thought they had plenty of time.
Upon hearing Ning Huan's words, Ning Liang quickly realized what she meant and said, "Sis, then you shouldn't sleep on the floor either."
“Why don’t you let your brother-in-law rest in my room? I can sleep on the floor. There’s no reason for you to sleep on the floor when you come home with your brother-in-law.”
Seeing that Zhou Jing'an did not object, Ning Liang took the bedding to his own room, and then took Zhou Jing'an to his own room as well.
Ning Huan thought Ning Liang was a sensible person, and her gaze towards him carried a hint of appreciation.
Meanwhile, Madam Pang was picking some vegetables in the yard when she saw Ning Liang bring Zhou Jing'an out. She asked in confusion, "Why did you bring your brother-in-law to your room instead of letting him sleep in your sister's room?"
Ning Liang scratched his head and said, "I'll take my brother-in-law to stay in my room; his leg injury makes it inconvenient for him."
Upon hearing this, Madam Pang immediately put down the vegetables in her hand, pulled Ning Liang aside, and whispered, "You child, how can you be so insensible?"
"Your sister and brother-in-law's relationship has finally improved. Letting them rest together can help strengthen their bond. You silly boy, you even let your brother-in-law sleep in your room!"
Ning Liang said somewhat aggrievedly, "My sister said that my brother-in-law's leg injury hadn't healed and that he should sleep in the bed alone, so I thought of letting him come to my room."
Upon hearing this, Madam Pang paused for a moment, and then, although she realized what was happening, she still said somewhat unwillingly, "Alright then, clean your bed a bit and let your brother-in-law sleep there."
Because Pang refused to let Ning Huan cook, Ning Huan had a comfortable afternoon nap.
Ning Huan was quite tired after waking up early in the morning and the bumpy journey. When she woke up, it was already dark.
Pang's meal had just been prepared. Ning Huan went out to take a look and found a table of food set up in the house, and two more tables in the yard.
She asked in surprise, "Mom, how many dishes did you make? There are three tables full! Are we all going to eat them all?"
Madam Pang chuckled reproachfully and said, "You silly child, what nonsense are you talking about? Three big tables aren't all for you to eat, one table isn't enough for you?"
Ning Huan then realized that a lot of people had come to her house. In the original owner's memories, Ning Huan recognized that these people were villagers from Lin'an Village and relatives of the Ning family.
Inside the house sat Zhou Jing'an and Ning Xingde, along with a group of men, while in the courtyard, women and children sat at two tables.
Sitting next to Zhou Jing'an was the village chief of Lin'an Village. This man was very polite to Zhou Jing'an and did not have the airs of a village chief at all.
He had long heard of Zhou Jing'an's great reputation. It was said that the town's academy had long said that Zhou Jing'an was a rare genius who would have a bright future.
A few years ago, when he passed the imperial examination at the academy and became a Xiucai (a successful candidate in the lowest level of the imperial examinations), even the county magistrate personally presented him with gifts.
Everyone originally thought that he would definitely pass the imperial examination this year, but unexpectedly, Zhou Jing'an failed the exam due to illness. Now that he has recovered, he will surely take the exam next year.
With his talent and learning, he will probably pass the imperial examination next year. When he does, the man in front of him will be an official.
At that time, let alone having a meal with him, it will be difficult to even see him.
Thinking of this, the people at the table showered Zhou Jing'an with compliments. Each of them uttered a unique and different word of praise.
Zhou Jing'an originally disliked such occasions and such obsequious people. However, he came this time specifically to support the Ning family.
They didn't want the villagers to look down on the Ning family or gossip about them behind their backs.
So he didn't react much to the villagers' compliments, nor did he show much impatience. He even occasionally chimed in with a few words of agreement.
This made everyone in the village think that Zhou Jing'an was a really good person. He was down-to-earth, handsome, and had a gentle and refined temperament.
It is truly a top-quality piece of jade, so flawless that one cannot find a single imperfection.
Someone at the table offered Zhou Jing'an a drink, but he declined, saying he was unwell and it was inconvenient for him to drink.
Even so, no one said a word against him. On the contrary, the village chief personally served him tea and drank a cup of tea with him, treating the wine as tea.
While Zhou Jing'an's side was bustling with activity, Ning Huan's side was equally lively, especially with the women chatting and gossiping together.
The women in the village looked at the four little bundles of joy and grew to love them more and more. If it weren't for the fact that there were so many people in front of them, they would have rushed up and hugged the little bundles of joy and kissed them hard.
Madam Kang, who was standing nearby, adored Xiao Sibao so much that she wished Xiao Sibao would be her daughter.
However, she didn't forget to thank Ning Huan. If it weren't for Ning Huan giving her the secret recipe for the family's liquor business, they probably wouldn't even be able to lift the pot lid now.
She solemnly raised a glass of wine and toasted Ning Huan: "Thank you, elder sister. We may have done some things wrong before, but you didn't hold a grudge. Instead, you helped the family business."
Ning Huan hadn't taken it seriously at first, waving her hand and saying, "It's nothing, I didn't take it seriously at all."
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