That day, the news that Yu Zhizhi was entangled with Jiang Shanhe but was knocked unconscious by the other party spread like wildfire, and even the prime minister's wife, who didn't like to go out, heard about it.

After thinking for a while, he decided to send her off the island overnight before she caused a bigger joke. In order to avoid any trouble along the way, he also drugged her.

After the effect of the drug wore off, it was already dawn. When Yu Zhiwei opened her eyes again, she saw the dilapidated beams that looked familiar yet unfamiliar. It was not the place where she lived at all.

In a daze, she heard a familiar voice calling her.

"Weaving? Weaving?"

Yu Zhizhi looked in the direction of the voice, and an old face appeared before him, looking at him in confusion and uncertainty.

"father?"

"Ah~" Yu's father smiled, carefully helped Yu Zhizhi up, let her lean against the bed frame, and asked worriedly, "How are you? Are you still feeling uncomfortable?"

Yu Zhiwei shook her head gently. Apart from feeling dizzy, she did not feel any other discomfort. In order not to worry her father, she shook her head and said, "I don't feel uncomfortable anymore."

"That's good." Father Yu handed her the water in his hand and said, "Drink some water first."

Yu Zhizhi slowly moved her chapped lips, swallowed the questions she was about to ask, took the cup and took a sip.

Only after Yu's father left did Yu Zhizhi have the time to think about what had happened.

Why was she so dizzy? And wasn't she on the island? How did she suddenly find herself back in the fishing village? Was it an illusion? Was she dreaming?

No! It's not! It's all real!

She clearly remembered that she was confessing her love to Brother Jiang, so how come she was suddenly back here in the blink of an eye!

Yu Zhizhi was extremely nervous. Everything seemed like a puzzle and also like a dream. She was confused for a moment.

I forced myself to calm down, took a few deep breaths, and then slowly began to sort out my thoughts.

First of all, she was sure that she was confessing to Brother Jiang before she lost her memory, because the clothes she was wearing at that moment were still the same ones, and the skirt was a skirt she had begged from another lady and was supposed to be thrown away.

Secondly, she vaguely remembered that when she was confessing her love, she suddenly felt a sharp pain in her neck and then she fainted. When she woke up again, she seemed to see Mrs. Yang, who was saying something with a frown. Then a puff of white smoke passed by and she could not remember what happened afterwards.

Yu Zhizhi slapped her head vigorously, feeling very annoyed. These memories were all so vague and irrelevant. How could she figure them out?

As she was slapped, her short-circuited brain suddenly remembered something. Although it was brief, she was sure that she saw it clearly!

Combined with the puff of white smoke, how could Yu Zhizhi not figure it out? Her originally okay face suddenly twisted into something scary, causing her father, who was about to enter the room, to stop in his tracks. He let out a weak sigh, then closed the door and walked away.

Yu Zhizhi in the room slapped the bed vigorously until her hands turned red, and then she stopped, looking forward with anger.

You actually sent yourself off the island in the middle of the night while you were unconscious. You are such a jerk, Yang! Husband! Man!

"Oh..."

Yu Zhizhi sneered, and she opened her eyes while she was unconscious. She clearly saw the shaking ship and the personal servant beside Madam Yang. When she wanted to take a closer look, she ran out of strength and fainted completely.

Although she was unwilling, she had to admit that she had no choice...

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"Alas~"

Xiaoguo looked forward with lifeless eyes, his chin supported by his hands, his facial features squeezed so much that they were almost invisible, yet he was still able to sigh out of his mouth.

Jiang Danhe wrapped the orange silently, then peeled off a slice and handed it to Xiaoguo's mouth affectionately.

Xiao Guo opened his mouth, chewed a few times and swallowed it, then sighed again, "Ah~"

Jiang Shanhe looked at her with tears in his eyes. When she was about to sigh, he quickly stuffed a slice of orange into her mouth, successfully blocking the sigh that was about to come out.

"Ancestor, what happened to you?"

Jiang Shanhe has asked this question countless times.

Looking at the exhausted Xiaoguo, Jiang Danhe was at a loss. Ever since she went out in a rage that day and came back listlessly not long after, she seemed to have lost her energy. She kept sighing and said she would not cook anymore, so they had to eat meals from the kitchen for several days in a row.

"Why was Yu Zhizhi sent away?"

"You sound quite disappointed?"

Jiang Shanhe's eyes narrowed and he casually stuffed another slice of orange into her hand.

"No." Xiao Guo glanced at him and continued, "I just think that I left the stage before I even got on stage, and the energy I had built up was drained away all at once, causing me to feel temporarily weak."

Jiang Shanhe chuckled. It's only been going on for three days. "Then may I ask, Mrs. Jiang, when are you going to gather your strength and be ready to go again?"

"Well...at least half a lifetime, at most a lifetime."

"Oh, it seems like you're planning to stay away from the kitchen?"

“I didn’t say that~”

Xiaoguo shook her head with a smile, and then used her eyes to indicate that he was slandering others.

"Ah~" Jiang Shanhe couldn't hide the smile in his eyes, and continued to tease her, "Our hardworking lady has also become lazy~"

"Hey! You slandered me!"

"Oh, it seems I have to talk to Zhuangzhuang and Xiaoyi and the others, so that they won't urge me every day. I asked you to cheer up and cook again, but now you have become Mrs. Lazy, there is nothing I can do..."

Xiaoguo became unhappy when he heard this, and spat out the orange seed, ready to have a few exchanges of moves with him to see if he dared to spread rumors again.

But as soon as she leaned over, she noticed the smile in the other person's eyes. She immediately understood the reason, blushed, and sat back.

"You are just trying to piss me off!"

"Of course not." Jiang Shanhe rubbed her back, "I swear to God, you look better when you are full of energy."

Xiao Guo raised the corners of her mouth and glanced at him, "I look good all the time!"

"Yes, yes, it looks good at any time!"

Jiang Shanhe quickly admitted his mistake and kept saying that he was wrong, and only then did he succeed in making Xiaoguo laugh.

Just when the atmosphere was gradually turning pink, Li Shouji appeared, shook his hair twice at Jiang Shanhe, and motioned him to come over, as he had something to say.

Jiang Shanhe glanced at him with displeasure. No matter how anxious the other party was, he remained unmoved because he was too familiar with the other party. He could guess from a small expression that Li Shouji had absolutely nothing serious to say to him at the moment.

Xiao Guo was worried that Li Shouji's head would accidentally fall off, so she considerately pushed Jiang Shanhe and motioned him to go over and take a look.

Jiang Shanhe looked at Xiaoguo helplessly, then stood up and reluctantly followed Li Shouji away.

After seeing him leave, Xiaoguo decided not to stay any longer alone. She might as well go back early to accompany Zhuangzhuang and Xiaoyi.

So she got up and cleaned up the fruit peels and the table. Just as she put everything on the tray and was about to leave, an elderly policeman suddenly blocked her way.

Xiao Guo took a step back and then looked at the woman in front of him. After seeing clearly, he couldn't help but frowned.

"Is it you?"

When the messenger heard Xiao Guo speak, he knelt down without saying anything and said in a hoarse voice, "Madam, please help me."

Xiao Guo dodged the moment she knelt down, and after getting out of the way, he said calmly, "Stand up and talk."

The policeman hesitated for a moment, and finally stood up slowly. However, due to his physical condition, he did not stand steadily and swayed a few times. In panic, he held onto the edge of the table and finally stood steadily again.

Xiao Guo slowly retracted his outstretched hand, looked at the man, and said decisively, "You were the one who followed me a few days ago."