Now everyone who was eating put down their chopsticks, and no one was still focused on eating.
Zhu Cuilan quickly spoke up to smooth things over, "We're family, how could there be any trouble? Donghu is such a good boy, and I still feel like this isn't enough. Dachuan's parents passed away long ago, and Donghu has been busy all by himself at home and outside. He already lacks the help of his mother-in-law, and none of us is unwilling to treat Donghu well. Old lady, just put your heart at ease. You've protected Donghu for more than ten years, and it's time for him to honor you. You can just enjoy your life here in peace, without having to worry about anything else. How wonderful."
As she spoke, she kicked Zhao Luochuan's feet under the table.
Zhao Luochuan understood, thought for a moment, and then spoke again: "Grandma, please don't be offended by my poor language skills. I just want to reassure you that Donghu is my husband for life. I will treat him well for the rest of my life. Words don't count. You are strong and healthy and have been watching. If I break my promise in the future, you can teach me a lesson on Donghu's behalf."
These words finally brought a smile to the old lady's sad face. She knew she was worrying too much, so she said nothing more: "Well, I was overthinking it. Maybe God saw that Donghu had suffered too much in the past ten years, so he met your family. Now that all the hardships have been overcome, I shouldn't say such things."
"That's what I'm saying. Relax, old lady."
Since they were talking about getting married, those spoiling words stopped talking. Zhao Fangchu excitedly asked Zhu Cuilan what the wedding dress looked like.
Yang Donghu also wanted to take a closer look. Zhu Cuilan couldn't help laughing when she saw his impatient look. She said that she had sewn the cuffs and let Yang Donghu try them on first.
They talked more and more excitedly, and did not disperse until it was getting dark.
I have to get up early the next day to do something, so I need to get a good rest at night so that I will have energy the next day.
As they were about to part, and having learned such a happy thing today, Yang Donghu was particularly clingy at night. Zhao Luochuan was very happy and accepted his enthusiasm. The two of them didn't close their eyes until the late night.
Zhao Luochuan got up much earlier than Yang Donghu. He packed his things before dawn and pushed the cart up the mountain road.
When it was hot, Yang Donghu also gave him some sour plums wrapped in gauze. There was a stove and a water tank on the mountain, so he could drink iced sour plum water there.
When Yang Donghu woke up, the remaining heat in the quilt beside him had long dissipated. While he was still drowsy, he felt someone kissed him, but he couldn't tell whether it was a dream or not.
Zhao Fangchu was more active than before. Although her attire was not as elaborate as on the day of Qiqiao, one could still tell she had put a lot of thought into it if one looked closely.
Zhao Fangchu kept this matter a secret and didn't want Zhu Cuilan to know. Yang Donghu didn't tease him at home, but just said a few words to him while they were walking on the road.
Zhao Fangchu is usually carefree but when it comes to this matter he becomes very thin-skinned and won't tolerate any teasing at all. Yang Donghu understands that he is a young man who has not experienced much and it is not good to talk about too much private matters. Besides, there are many people on the street and it would not be good if others hear him.
Except for the days of Qiqiao (Qiqiao Qiqiao) when the restaurant was crowded, it didn't seem very busy after the festival.
When Yang Donghu arrived, there was no one in the hall downstairs. Yang Chunxiao was diligently wiping the table with a rag. She was wearing the old clothes that were altered from Zhu Cuilan's.
"Sister." Yang Donghu shouted inside and walked in with a basket.
After Yang Chunxiao was able to earn real money, he began to show a different vibe. He seemed to have gained confidence, and his voice was louder than before: "I figured today would be the day for you to come, so I've been waiting since this morning. Come on, have a drink of water."
Yang Donghu took a sip of water and asked, "How is it? Can you adapt?"
"Yes, the shopkeeper is very nice, the work is not hard, and they provide food and accommodation. It's not as tiring as working at my husband's house before. It's even more relaxing to get paid."
Yang Donghu nodded: "That's fine, but now that you can make money, have the Liu family contacted you?"
When Liu Youlian gets angry, he is no less evil than Wang Dujuan. That family is also the kind of people who will take advantage of any opportunity. If they knew that Yang Chunxiao could make money, they would come to the town to cause trouble immediately.
Liu Tianyou rarely came since he was scolded by Yang Chunxiao last time, but Yang Chunxiao knew that there was nothing worth staying in that family, so it would be better for him to leave early. She had her own thoughts and did not bother Yang Donghu with these things.
After all, she and Liu Tianyou have been sleeping in the same bed for several years, and they know each other's personalities very well. Liu Tianyou is a coward, and Yang Chunxiao knows how to deal with him.
Thinking about it, she shook her head: "Not yet. Liu Tianyou is not a vicious person. Besides, I am alone now and they can't control me. I know my limits."
"Okay then. If you need help, don't hide it. I'll definitely help you if I can."
"I know."
Yang Donghu didn't want to stay in the town any longer as he had to go to Zhang's house later. He talked to Yang Chunxiao for a few words and left without even sitting down.
The gate of Zhang's mansion was still closed, and the servants guarding the door were not allowed to open it without the master's order.
However, Zhang Baoyu had given the order early on, and Yang Donghu was taken into Zhang Baoyu's yard in the inner courtyard as soon as he explained his purpose.
Banqin was calm and composed, and politely poured them more tea. "Young lady and young master are currently attending Mr. Yang's lecture. Please have some tea and wait for a moment."
"Thank you."
This is where Zhang Baoyu entertains guests. The furnishings here are not much different from those in other places in the mansion, and they all look mature.
The yard was very quiet and there was almost no sound of talking. It was quiet all around. Yang Donghu felt a little uncomfortable when he made a slightly louder noise when picking up the cup.
Fortunately, Banqin was right. She only waited for a moment. They had just taken two sips of tea when Zhang Baoyu's voice came from outside the door.
"Banqin, where are the people?"
"Inside the house."
It was obvious that Zhang Baoyu had been slapped again today. When she entered the room, Yang Donghu saw Banqin skillfully take out the medicine jar and apply it to Zhang Baoyu's palm.
There was a young man behind her, and judging by his clothes, he should be Zhang Baochen, the young master of the Zhang family.
"Oh, you're finally here! You don't know how long I've been waiting. Let me see what it is?"
Yang Donghu stood up and greeted everyone first, then handed the prepared egg yolk pastry to the maid beside him.
"I just made this yesterday. Try it and see if it suits your taste. I also brought you some of the mulberry sweet tea from last time."
The egg yolk pastry that has been left overnight is not as fragrant as when it is just out of the kiln, but the taste is not bad at all.
Zhang Baoyu had spent the whole morning either copying books or being punished, and now her stomach was empty. Banqin brought her some sweet tea. She felt that she could relax a little when she returned to her own yard, and she didn't have to stick to the rules. She took a small bite of half a piece of egg yolk pastry.
The cakes Yang Donghu made were not large in size, so she took a bite without choking. She ate the whole thing with her tea, clapping her hands and praising it, "Delicious."
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