Tsk tsk, she's no longer a charming beauty, she's clearly a demon-faced Asura.
What exactly happened to Yang Xiuzhu? Her face was fine a few days ago, but suddenly it became a terrible mess. After it healed, she looked even prettier than before, which made him even more eager to get her back.
But after one night, it went back to its previous ghostly state.
In a fit of anger, Su's father kicked the man off the bed.
"Master." A charming voice rang out. Yang Xiuzhu frowned, her watery eyes looking at Su's father: "What's wrong with you?"
If her face were intact, this would have been incredibly pitiful. But her face was ruined, and the whole thing just made people want to vomit.
After the fright he experienced last time, Su's father was much calmer than before. He pulled his clothes over himself and wrapped himself up tightly, saying, "Mrs. Yang, you should still find a doctor to take a good look at your face."
Waking up to this sudden ordeal was terrifying; the trauma from the last time hadn't even worn off. If this happened a few more times, he would definitely lose all interest in this woman.
After putting on his clothes, Su's father ignored Yang Xiuzhu and went to see Su's mother and Lu Qingyan instead.
He hadn't spent much time with his wife and daughter for a long time, so there was a certain awkwardness when they finally met and sat together.
"Dad," Lu Qingyan said dutifully as they were finishing their meal, placing a piece of food on Su's father's plate. "Please eat more."
Father Su coughed and was about to serve Lu Qingyan some food when he saw that Lu Qingyan had already stood up: "Dad, Mom, I'm full. I'm going to practice my calligraphy now."
The Su family puts extra care into educating their children, ensuring that even though Su Xiaoyao is a girl, she doesn't fall behind in any of the essential learning methods.
While Lu Qingyan couldn't say she had mastered any of these basic skills to perfection, she had developed her own style, and her handwriting possessed its own unique character. After merging with Su Xiaoyao's memories in this life, her handwriting took on a slightly different feel.
Ink marks were drawn on the clean white paper, and several large characters appeared on the paper with the movement of the pen. Lu Qingyan was very happy to see the characters on the paper.
In this kind of work, quality is more important than quantity, and Lu Qingyan wrote more than a hundred in a whole day.
When Huamei called her to have dinner, she was still a little reluctant to leave.
"Miss, your handwriting is getting better and better." Huamei smiled as she collected all the writings Lu Qingyan had done, and whispered to Lu Qingyan, "Miss, do you know that Aunt Yang in our household is causing trouble again?"
"Oh?" Lu Qingyan raised an eyebrow in surprise, without letting Huamei notice anything amiss.
Hua Mei said gloatingly, "I don't know what happened to Aunt Yang, her face, which had finally recovered, is ruined again. If you ask me, could it be that she offended some god or Buddha and is being punished by heaven?"
"Be careful what you say." Lu Qingyan tapped Huamei's head: "You can't just say things like that outside. Heaven is too busy to pay attention to a woman from a secluded household."
To link Yang Xiuzhu to God is to elevate her status, isn't it?
"Alright, let's not talk about her anymore. I'll have someone bring Miss's dinner to her room right away. After Miss finishes eating, she can take a bath and rest."
Su Xiaoyao used to take a walk in the back garden after dinner, but she changed this habit after Yang Xiuzhu entered the mansion.
Lu Qingyan laughed and said, "Good girl, I'll give you a raise later."
Hua Mei beamed with delight: "Thank you, Miss."
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