Standing in front of the electric fan, the wind kept blowing on her face and body. Cuihua even turned her back to the fan, and her sweat-soaked clothes billowed in the wind, while the sweat on her back slowly dried.
When Yan Aidang saw that Cuihua had been blowing for almost the right time, he pulled the lever on the motor upwards, and the electric fan started to shake. Cuihua exclaimed in amazement, "Wow, it's amazing! It can even shake its head. That's great, everyone can feel the breeze when it shakes its head."
With the electric fan, the kitchen instantly became much cooler, and Cuihua worked much faster. Xue Ying walked into the kitchen, pointed to the electric fan, and asked, "Cuihua, this is a gift for you. Do you like it?"
Cuihua waved her hands repeatedly: "Sister-in-law, this electric fan should be priced as it is. We feel bad that you keep bringing us things. If you don't accept the money, we won't take the electric fan."
Xue Ying also pretended to be unhappy: "Cuihua, the electric fan isn't for you, can't I give it to my mother?"
Cuihua~
Didn't you just say it was a gift for me? How did it turn into something for my mother? How come this sister-in-law's mind works so fast?
Seeing Cuihua speechless, Xue Ying's inner voice burst into laughter. Cuihua was so honest; she had settled things with just one sentence.
When everyone was eating, they noticed that Grandma Yan hadn't come out. Yan Xiaonan had already checked with her mind and found that Grandma Yan was sleeping comfortably. They told her not to wake her. As soon as Cuihua heard this, she ran to the kitchen, picked out all the things that Grandma Yan liked to eat, put them in a big bowl, and put it in a pot to keep it warm so that she could eat whenever she woke up.
Seeing how diligently Cuihua served Grandma Yan, everyone felt admiration. Such a daughter-in-law was hard to find even with a lantern.
Ye Chen'er saw it all and kept it in mind. She knew she wasn't as capable as Aunt Cuihua, so she would just have to be more compliant with her future mother-in-law. Being filial was the same as being compliant, right?
After dinner, Ye Chen'er and Yan Xiaonan took turns washing the dishes and cleaning up, while Yan Zheng and Yan Ge were not to be outdone. Yan Erqiang was unusually well-behaved today, even carefully picking up food while eating.
Yan Xiaonan guessed that her eldest uncle had taught her second uncle a lesson. Although her eldest uncle was always smiling, her grandmother said that her second uncle had been afraid of her eldest uncle since he was a child. She wondered how her eldest uncle had taught her second uncle a lesson today. She would ask him when she had the chance.
The opportunity came so quickly. Yan Erqiang went back to his own place after dinner. Fu Qingping and others wanted to go back to the second courtyard house. Ye Chen'er's wedding dress was made by Cuihua. What a beautiful Tang suit! And Yan Aidang too, they are a perfect match.
Fu Qingping, who hadn't planned to make any more clothes, suddenly had the idea and made a coat similar to a Tang suit. However, some details weren't finished yet. Yan Zheng was sweeping and wiping here and there with a broom, working very diligently. Xue Ying pulled Cuihua to the west wing to see if her new clothes were finished.
Yan Daqiang told Yan Aidang to take Ye Chen'er home and not to wash the dishes anymore, saying that she would have plenty of time to do so later. Knowing that her father wanted to talk to Nannan, Yan Aidang grabbed Ye Chen'er and said, "Come on, let me take you for a walk around the neighborhood and we can talk about the wedding."
"Nannan, how's the cotton situation? Your uncle made a solemn promise, you know," Yan Daqiang asked, glancing around.
Yan Xiaonan glanced around and took out a key from her pocket: "Uncle, you can arrange the key to my side room yourself. Don't let it leak out, or I'll die at your hands."
"Pah, pah, pah, don't talk nonsense. I'd rather die than let you die." Yan Daqiang slapped Yan Xiaonan on the head.
"Uncle, what's wrong with Second Uncle today? He's being so well-behaved," Yan Xiaonan asked.
Yan Daqiang laughed: "I told him that if he causes trouble again, I will report him to the police for having an affair, and that he also abandoned his mother in her old age, which is considered abandonment, and he will go to jail for that too."
Oh, no wonder he's so obedient. He must be traumatized after Cai Min reported him, so he's afraid of being reported.
"Uncle, how's that Baoguo guy of yours? Is he sure he won't let anything slip?" Yan Xiaonan asked with some concern.
"No, Baoguo and Baomin are brothers, orphans of martyrs. Their father and I were sworn brothers. We agreed that whoever died would have to raise the other's children."
My brother is gone, but I kept my promise and raised them both. Now they are my bodyguards, loyal and devoted, and will never betray me.
So that's how it is. The orphans of martyrs can't be bad people; like father, like son. "Uncle, where is their mother?"
“Bao Min died in childbirth, so these two children are also pitiful.” Yan Daqiang said with some sadness.
Seeing that her uncle's expression was not right, Yan Xiaonan quickly stuffed the key into his hand: "Uncle, go and check your pledge."
Yan Daqiang composed himself, took the key, and sat in the courtyard drinking tea. He would wait until late at night to open that door that filled him with hope.
Xue Ying ran out of the west wing: "Old Yan, Old Yan, come in quickly, let me take your clothes size."
Yan Daqiang was puzzled, but Xue Ying didn't keep him waiting any longer: "Old Yan, Cuihua and the others are all wearing woolen coats to the wedding, let's go buy some woolen coats too."
Yan Daqiang looked at the sky and said, "Xue Ying, are you sure it's okay to wear a wool coat this season?"
Xue Ying also looked at the sky and slowly ran towards the west wing. She didn't want to disappoint Cuihua, but Cuihua, you should change your clothes.
In the dead of night, Yan Daqiang got up and tiptoed out of the house, but Xue Ying stopped him: "Old Yan, where are you going? To pee, huh?"
Yan Daqiang grunted in response, opened the door and went out. He looked around warily to make sure no one was there, then took out the key to the side room and opened the door.
The result was a pleasant surprise: a room full of sacks. Yan Daqiang could tell the weight of a sack of cotton just by lifting it. He estimated that there should be a hundred sacks, which would be 10,000 jin (5,000 kg). Nan Nan was amazing; he hadn't misjudged this child after all.
As long as the southeast arrives tomorrow, we can take action tonight. Yan Daqiang happily locked the door and quietly returned to his room, but unexpectedly, Xue Ying scolded him: "Old Yan, why do you take so long to pee? Even a cow would have finished peeing long ago."
Yan Daqiang~
Nothing happened that night. As dawn broke, Cuihua was already busy in the kitchen. Her son and grandchildren were coming home today, and she missed them dearly. They all loved the rice cakes she made. She had already ground the flour yesterday, and making them today would make them taste even better.
Yan Xiaoqiang didn't say it, but he missed them terribly, especially Liu Jin, that drama queen. He wondered how she was doing, whether she had grown taller and was eating more. He also wondered if Fu Bao could walk again.
Seeing Cuihua get up, he couldn't sleep anymore and kept asking her, "Wife, where's the coat you made for me? I need to dress nicely today."
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