Seeing Fang Yuan's calm and composed expression, Qin Yi relaxed and continued wiping his hands.
"good!"
He was going to marry the woman in front of him anyway, and they had been together for so many years, so there was really no need for him to be shy.
Wang Dalang, who had changed his clothes, also came out of the house.
Standing at the door, he saw a man and a woman drying their hair in the main room. The scene was unusually harmonious, which made him feel a little envious and a little inferior.
But the thought that this woman would also become his wife gave him the courage to go over.
"My lady, Brother Yi!" he greeted Fang Yuan and the other man shyly.
Fang Yuan didn't pay attention to his form of address, and laughed as she looked at his clothes: "You're too thin, your family must not be feeding you."
This person is so thin and small; she looks like she's wearing her father's clothes that she stole from an adult.
Upon hearing this, Wang Dalang lowered his head and looked at his clothes, somewhat embarrassed: "These are Uncle Liu's clothes."
He's so thin and small that even his wife dislikes him. She doesn't know if he'll ever grow taller.
Fang Yuan: "Just wear this for now, I'll go to town tomorrow and buy you two new outfits."
Not only do I need to buy clothes, but I also need to take good care of myself. Fortunately, I'm still young and can live for a few more years.
Now that she's brought him back, she wouldn't mistreat him.
Upon hearing this, Wang Dalang quickly waved his hand:
"No need to buy new clothes. I know a little needle and thread. I can alter this outfit. I used to alter Erlang's clothes like this at home."
Although Wang Erlang was half a year younger than him, he was much taller and bigger.
He wore his old clothes since he was old enough to understand, and as he grew older, the size difference became more and more significant, so he had to alter them to fit smaller sizes.
That's how he learned to sew.
Fang Yuan felt more and more that he was seeing a real-life version of Xiao Baicai. The older brother had to wear his younger brother's clothes instead of being the older brother. How pitiful!
“You said that was your past. Now you’re a member of the Fang family, so you have to listen to me.”
Regardless of whether her father is rich or not, she is rich and can support her own man.
Hearing their conversation, Liu Yun, who was in the kitchen, also came out of the house carrying ginger soup.
"The clothes you're wearing are just old clothes, you can wear them at home. You need to have new clothes too, we have enough money. Wear the new clothes to the county government office to register."
He glanced at Qin Yi and said to Fang Yuan, "Yuan'er, buy a set for Xiao Yi too. If we have some free time later, we can buy some more fabric and make one."
Both were his sons-in-law, and he tried his best not to favor either of them.
I'm about to go to the government office to register, so I can't wear old clothes there; otherwise, outsiders will think I look shabby.
When she fled the villa while pregnant, she was carrying a lot of valuable jewelry with her.
Although he has spent a lot of money over the years, he knows how to embroider, and when Qin Yi, whom he picked up, grows up, he will go hunting to supplement the family income.
No matter how much he spent, he still had nearly a hundred taels of silver in his hands.
He was a widow raising his daughter alone, and to avoid attracting unwanted attention, he had no choice but to pretend to be poor.
“Okay, I’ll do whatever Father says. Everyone’s buying new clothes, so Father wants to buy some too.” Fang Yuan nodded and smiled.
She didn't know how much money Liu Yun had, but she had plenty of money.
Putting aside the potential benefits of the space, just considering their location nestled deep in the mountains, she could easily earn a lot of money simply by hunting and gathering herbs!
It's just a few new outfits; she can afford it.
"I know you feel sorry for your father, but he has clothes to wear. You only need to buy clothes for your two husbands. Alright, drink the ginger soup now!"
Liu Yun handed the ginger soup to Fang Yuan, looking at her with a loving expression.
His daughter woke up and knew how to care for her father, which made him feel especially gratified.
"Got it!" Fang Yuan took the drink and downed it in one gulp.
Seeing that she had finished drinking, Liu Yun looked at the other two and said, "You two should also go and have some ginger soup. There's some on the stove!"
"good!"
"Thank you, Uncle Liu!"
Qin Yi and Wang Dalang also went into the kitchen one after the other to drink ginger soup.
After drinking the ginger soup, Fang Yuan dried her hair.
Qin Yi skillfully tied her hair up on top of her head, making Fang Yuan feel like a little Taoist nun.
However, ordinary families here keep things as simple as possible; only the wealthy adorn themselves with elaborate headwear and accessories.
Overall, the men here dress much like men in ancient times in the normal world.
The women's attire was simply simpler, giving them a more dashing and heroic look.
Wang Dalang was truly dedicated; after drinking the ginger soup, he washed the pots and pans spotlessly clean.
After leaving the kitchen, he gathered up the wet clothes of Fang Yuan and the other person, and asked Liu Yun:
"Uncle Liu, do you have any clothes to wash?"
Liu Yun smiled slightly as she looked at the well-behaved boy, then shook her head: "I don't have any, you can just wash what you have in your hands!"
He liked the boy's sensible appearance, but the only downside was that he was too thin and small, and he didn't know if he could recover.
Hopefully, you won't have trouble having children in the future.
"good!"
Wang Dalang nodded, picked up the wooden basin, and prepared to go out.
Fang Yuan originally wanted to go by herself, but thinking that in this world men do housework, she didn't say anything.
Qin Yi, however, seemed a little embarrassed: "How about I go take a shower? You're not well, and you caught a chill today. You should rest at home."
Because he spent many years hunting in the mountains, his physique was much better than that of the average man.
But this Wang Dalang looked different; he was too thin and small, and he had gone into the river twice today.
He was genuinely worried that if he soaked in the water for a while longer, he would feel unwell.
Wang Dalang shook his head: "It's alright. I may look thin, but I'm actually fine. I can wash myself."
As he spoke, he quickly picked up the wooden basin in his hand and went out the door, afraid that he would be disliked for not having done any work.
Watching him carry the clothes of several people out of the house, Fang Yuan thought for a moment and said to Liu Yun:
"Father, I want to go up the mountain and get some herbs."
Hearing Fang Yuan say this, Liu Yun looked surprised: "Yuan'er? You... know herbs?"
My daughter has been mentally challenged for over ten years. How did she learn about herbs?
Upon hearing this, Fang Yuan deliberately walked to the gate and looked around to make sure no one was around before starting to make up a story:
"Father, don't be afraid. Actually, I wasn't really stupid before. My soul was led to a place I didn't know, and I was taught a lot of things there."
Fang Yuan looked around, picked up a bamboo pole, and walked straight into the yard, wielding it with great force.
"Has my son been taught martial arts by a deity?"
Liu Yun could hardly believe her eyes when she saw that her daughter knew martial arts.
Not only Liu Yun, but Qin Yi was also visibly surprised:
"This set of movements is superb, combining offense and defense; ordinary people simply have nowhere to learn it."
Even he had never seen anyone with this skill.
After Fang Yuan finished hitting the target, he put down the bamboo pole and went back.
"It's true, Father. I lost my soul back then, and this time I came back because that person said the ten-year period had come to an end, and suddenly he made me come back."
She was quite glad that this world was ancient, and that she had just been a fool for about ten years.
She could take this opportunity to fabricate a source for her skills, so that her father wouldn't worry or restrict her future actions.
"No wonder. I was wondering how my Yuan'er, who was so clever back then, could have suddenly become stupid after a fall. It turns out she was learning skills in her dream."
Liu Yun recalled Fang Yuan's well-behaved appearance when he was a child, and then realized that he had been mentally challenged for ten years.
Then he remembered that Fang Yuan's mother was a prince, and he immediately believed her.
"Father, the people there know many things, but unfortunately I only have one head. I only learned martial arts, medicine, and a few characters..."
Fang Yuan looked embarrassed as she spoke.
Liu Yun smiled and patted Fang Yuan's hand with satisfaction: "That's enough, that's enough. My son has already learned enough. He is much better than others."
"That's right, my wife already knows so much. I'm afraid even those scholars' wives might not be able to surpass you!"
Qin Yi echoed this, then subtly changed his address to call Fang Yuan his wife.
"Really? I'm glad Father doesn't blame me for being stupid." Fang Yuan forced a smile.
“My son is so intelligent, who dares to say he is stupid?” Liu Yun said confidently.
When he fled the capital, he was actually worried about Fang Yuan's upbringing.
However, at that time, Wang Cefu wanted to give birth to a daughter before him, so she plotted to harm him while the prince was away from the mansion, and he had no choice but to flee the capital.
He had given up on those thoughts because his daughter was mentally challenged; he just wanted her to live a good life.
I never imagined that my daughter wasn't stupid, but rather learned skills in her dreams, and she's so amazing. I wonder if that concubine Wang got what he wanted.
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