Yan Xiaoqiang forced himself to calm down. His daughter was a little fairy, and this must be her cave. No wonder his mother called it the Yan family's cave. He was right to listen to his mother.
Grandma Yan led her son around the entire cave, then had him carry a bag of white rice and a bag of white flour down the mountain on a shoulder pole. She took some money, tickets, and some cured sausages, and followed him down the mountain.
Cuihua waited in the courtyard, constantly looking out. Finally, she saw her mother and husband, and rushed out to take the package from Grandma Yan's hand. She asked in a low voice, "Mother, did no one see us?"
Grandma Yan patted Cuihua's hand: "No one saw us. We came from the back of the mountain. Go and cook some congee. Nannan can eat a little now."
Cuihua nodded quickly and followed Yan Xiaoqiang into the main room. Yan Xiaoqiang put half of the grain into the cellar and the rest into the kitchen. He saw today that the grain his daughter had left was enough for him to eat until he was old.
Xuemei went into the kitchen. She knew what was going on. Nannan had a huge secret, but her identity was that of a daughter-in-law, not Nannan's mother. She wouldn't ask what she shouldn't ask or interfere with what she shouldn't interfere with. She would just do whatever her mother said.
When Cuihua saw Xuemei come in, she quickly asked her to cook some congee. Liujin already had milk teeth and was about to be weaned, so he needed complementary food. Congee was a good thing, and with egg custard, it would be nutritious enough.
I made a basin, poured water, and washed Nan Nan's face and hands. I also cleaned her body. The little girl loves cleanliness, so I have to keep her very clean. I change her underwear every day, comb her hair every day, and she never stops using face cream.
Winter has truly arrived. The north wind howls, and land reclamation has temporarily come to an end. Village Chief Ma led the villagers to build warm sheds and arranged what they would do during the winter. No one objected. The villagers were terrified by Wang Erniu's situation and the Yan family's situation, so they decided to just get back to work.
Yan Xiaonan opened her eyes at the end of the year. She had been in a coma for almost a month. Her mind felt empty, as if something was missing, but she couldn't remember what it was.
When Grandma Yan saw that Nan Nan had opened her eyes, she cried tears of joy: "Cuihua, Cuihua, Nan Nan is awake!"
Cuihua and Yan Xiaoqiang rushed in and gathered around the kang (a heated brick bed) to look at Yan Xiaonan. Yan Xiaonan composed herself and sweetly called out "Grandma," "Dad," and "Mom."
Everyone looked at Yan Xiaonan, whose hair was half white and half black, and tears welled up in their eyes. This little girl had suffered so much for the Yan family. How fortunate the Yan family was!
Today was the day to deliver the live pigs, and Yan Xiaoqiang couldn't stay any longer. He told his daughter that he would come back after delivering the pigs. Yan Xiaonan nodded, feeling very tired, and told her grandmother that she wanted to take a nap. She closed her eyes and fell asleep.
Xuemei is cooking in the kitchen. After breakfast, she has to send away one of their pigs. There's another one waiting for them to come back so they can have a pig-slaughtering feast. It's just in time for Nannan to wake up. She'll make some lean meat porridge for her tonight.
Yan Xiaoqiang drove a big, fat pig out the door. The oxcart stopped in front of Yan's house, and everyone lifted the pig onto it. Goodness, it must be at least 250 centimeters tall. The village chief finally showed a little bit of a smile.
As the village chief predicted, Yan Xiaoqiang's pigs were the best in the area, and he was undoubtedly a pig-raising expert. Everyone happily headed back to the village. After lunch, the pigs would be slaughtered, and Yan's pig was the first one to be sent out.
When Xuemei saw that the pigs had been sent away, she and Cuihua quickly started cleaning the pigsty. They cleaned it thoroughly, sprinkled lime powder on it, and prepared it for use next year. They also swept the yard and washed all the clothes. Finally, they breathed a sigh of relief and could sit down and rest.
Grandma Yan felt sorry for her daughter-in-law and granddaughter-in-law, so she went to the kitchen to cook lunch. By the time they felt hungry, lunch was already laid out on the table. When Yan Xiaoqiang came back, the first thing he wanted to do was to see his daughter, but Grandma Yan stopped him.
"You eat first. Nan Nan is tired and has fallen asleep. Don't disturb her."
Yan Xiaoqiang was puzzled. Hadn't he been in a coma for over a month? Why was he still sleeping? Grandma Yan didn't know either; that's what Guabao said anyway.
The village gongs and drums sounded, signaling the pig slaughter. Yan Xiaoqiang quickly stood up: "Mom, should we keep half of our pig this year?"
Grandma Yan nodded. How could we not keep such a good pig? Let Cuihua go with her. In case anything happens, she'll have someone to help. Since Bei Nan left home, the house has really been much lonelier. When will that naughty child come back?
When the lights were turned on, Yan Xiaonan woke up. She finally understood why her mind felt so empty. She had lost her superpower. She didn't know if she would regain it in the future, but she definitely didn't have it now. When she tried to use her consciousness, her head would ache as if it were being pricked with needles, so she had to give up.
Cuihua ladled out half a bowl of thin porridge and handed it to Yan Xiaonan: "Sweetie, you haven't eaten much for over a month. Eat a little less today, and you'll feel better tomorrow."
Yan Xiaonan nodded. He hadn't eaten for over a month, but that huge ginseng had gone into his internal organs. Without that ginseng, Yan Xiaonan didn't know if he would have died, but he would definitely have become as thin as a refugee.
She scooped up the porridge with a spoon and fed it to herself, mouthful by mouthful. Liu Jin next to her also opened and closed his mouth, but when he realized that he hadn't eaten a single bite, he burst into tears.
Yan Xiaonan looked at the pitifully crying little one, turned the spoon around, and fed the little one a mouthful of porridge. The little one smacked his lips and swallowed it, then giggled.
By the time the Lunar New Year arrived, Yan Xiaonan had recovered his health. Apart from not being able to use his supernatural abilities, he was unaffected in any other way. His grandmother and parents now knew that Yan Xiaonan's magical powers were gone; he had overused them last time and there was no way to recover them now.
Grandma Yan didn't care at all. As long as her precious baby lived well, she was willing to give up anything. Cuihua and Yan Xiaoqiang didn't care either. Even if they had food and drink at home, what would be the point of having hands and feet?
Cuihua took out a large pair of scissors. She was going to cut off more than half of Yan Xiaonan's white hair. Yan Xiaonan sat in the yard with a stool. Cuihua snipped and snipped her hair. In the blink of an eye, her long hair was cut into a short bob, which made her look even more innocent.
Upon learning that Yan Xiaonan had woken up, Ye Chenming and his sister carried the fruit they had managed to buy and entered the Yan family's house. He felt very guilty, because if he hadn't wanted to go to the black market, Yan Beinan wouldn't have been so bewitched.
Grandma Yan was kind and gentle. She didn't blame others; all the problems lay with Bei Nan himself. If Bei Nan had been as honest and hardworking as Southwest, and as strong and studious as Southeast, he wouldn't have ended up on this path.
As for the harm that Nan Nan suffered, perhaps God felt that she had taken too good care of the Yan family and wanted to punish her. Haven't you seen that Yan Xiaoqiang is more diligent and Cuihua is more frugal?
This year's New Year was rather quiet. Although Bei Nan is a mischievous child, how could his parents not think about him and miss him?
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