The child struggled to her feet as she spoke, and Cheng Qingyan and Ye Lingyu rushed over to help her. She was already weak and frail; if she were to die from the stress of being so excited after being rescued, it would be a great loss.
Ye Lingyu helped her lie down and comforted her, saying, "You should focus on getting better first. Children should be happy and not think too much. The young man next to you will help you with your mother's affairs."
"You must listen to the doctor here and take good care of your body so that you can grow up healthily."
Wang Xue'er cautiously asked, "Will he still hit me and my mother in the future?"
Ye Lingyu touched her disheveled hair: "No, he won't be able to see you even if he wants to in the future, and he will never hit you again."
Her little face was filled with surprise: "Really? Mother, did you hear that? This lady said he can't hit us anymore!"
Zhao Rushuang knew how difficult this matter was and didn't really believe what Ye Lingyu said. But she didn't want to dampen her daughter's joy, so she could only agree, "I heard you, so Xue'er, you must listen to Madam and get some rest."
"Okay! Xue'er, be good!" After saying that, she closed her eyes, and the smile on her face lingered for a long time.
After settling Zhao Rushuang and Wang Xueer in, Cheng Qingyan left with Ye Lingyu.
Wang Mazi was thrown into jail, so there was no fear that he wouldn't sign the divorce papers. There are plenty of ways to deal with wicked people.
"My wife, I'm hungry. How about you?"
"It's alright, it's past lunchtime now, it's normal for you to be hungry, let's go get something to eat."
"Alright, Qianweiju is just a short distance ahead, let's go check it out."
Lunchtime had passed, and Cheng Qingyan and Ye Lingyu arrived at Qianweiju. The lobby seemed much emptier, with only a few scattered tables of customers.
Without disturbing Liu Baisheng, Cheng Qingyan ordered a few dishes to check out Qianweiju's service and food.
When the stir-fried lotus root slices were served, Cheng Qingyan realized that it was also the season for lotus root shoots. She had been thinking about picking some lotus root shoots to eat when she had some free time while she was harvesting snails.
She felt that lotus root shoots and lotus root had different textures, and she preferred the crispness of lotus root shoots.
"Wife, when are we going home? After we get home, we'll go pick lotus root shoots; they taste better than this lotus root!"
Lotus root shoots—Ye Lingyu had never heard of this before; this was her first time. She figured it must be something that grows on lotus roots, so she agreed. After all, if she didn't agree, Cheng Qingyan would probably sneak off to pick them alone. It was better for her to go along and keep an eye on her, making sure she didn't get carried away playing in the water.
However, it's true that I can go home now. Although I bought a house here, it never felt like home.
Ye Lingyu placed a piece of lychee pork kidney on Cheng Qingyan's plate: "You need to eat well so we can go home sooner."
"Wife, you eat too. Eat more, let's go home together soon."
The food at Qianweiju was served very quickly, but as for the taste, Cheng Qingyan thought it was just average.
It wasn't particularly delicious; it was just average.
What attracts customers are the snacks she teaches how to make.
They sell baked buns, pan-fried buns, and potstickers. Breakfast is alright, but there are far fewer customers at lunch and dinner. Some people come specifically for their good quality drinks at low prices.
So this time, Cheng Qingyan prepared some new dishes, as she planned to revamp the menu.
Although she can only eat, not cook, she can talk about it and taste it. With some adjustments, she can always find the flavors she wants and finds delicious.
Moreover, she felt that Qianweiju's business was slow. In fact, if there were still three or five tables occupied in the restaurant after the mealtime, it was already considered to be doing good business.
She felt that the dishes at Qianweiju were not amazing enough, but in fact, Qianweiju's dishes were already among the best in Yuanning County.
However, she was picky about food and had a discerning palate. Compared to the ancients who hadn't tasted so many seasonings, her palate was indeed extremely picky.
When we left Qianweiju, it was still early. As we walked, we arrived at the Ye residence.
The Ye residence has now been sealed off, with official seals affixed to it.
Cheng Qingyan had not yet visited the place where Ye Lingyu had lived. Driven by curiosity, she led Ye Lingyu over the wall into the Ye residence, which had already been sealed off.
The Ye residence was quite large, with a spacious garden, pavilions, and towers. It was a four-courtyard house with east and west wings. Following Ye Lingyu's directions, they climbed over the wall and arrived at the house next to Ye Lingyu's residence.
No matter what, Ye Lingyu was born of the legitimate wife. When her mother was still alive, she was a carefree young lady who was loved.
But everything changed after her mother passed away.
But everything changed after she was forced into marriage.
The courtyard that originally belonged to her was taken over by Ye Lingxi.
She and Cheng Qingyan didn't even enter the courtyard; they already knew, because her favorite flowers had been replaced. So they decided not to go inside. Instead, she led Cheng Qingyan to sit in the pavilion her mother loved to sit in, remembering how her mother used to love looking at the scenery from there. She recalled that her mother seemed to particularly enjoy gazing at the distant mountains from this spot.
Ye Lingyu looked in the direction her mother had been gazing in, just as she remembered it.
She couldn't see anything beyond the towering mountains, or anything that could make her mother gaze at that direction day after day for over a decade.
"Ayan, tell me, what's on the other side of the mountain?"
Is it the sea? Or the Smurfs?
Ye Lingyu chuckled and rolled her eyes at her: "Seriously speaking~ I feel like Mother always looks towards those mountains, but in my memory, there are no temples or anything like that on those mountains."
"Tell me, what has Mother been looking at all these years?"
Cheng Qingyan leaned over and rested her head on Ye Lingyu's shoulder, looking in the direction Ye Lingyu was gazing.
Apart from a few pavilions, there were only mountain peaks over there; nothing else could be seen.
"My lady, which direction is Kyoto?"
Ye Lingyu was stunned for a moment. Kyoto, Kyoto was right in the direction they were looking.
Her tears flowed silently. It turned out that all these years, her mother had not been looking at the pavilions or the mountains, but at the road home!
When tears fell onto Cheng Qingyan's hand, she suddenly panicked. Why did her wife start crying so suddenly?
He hurriedly wiped away Ye Lingyu's tears, comforting her, "Wife, don't cry. I won't ask you which direction the capital is. I was wrong, I won't ask again."
The more she talked, the harder Ye Lingyu cried, tears streaming down her face as if they were free.
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