Time flies, and Yuan Doudou, only twenty-three, still feels the weight of aging during her morning and evening prayers. It's not that she's truly old, but the contrast with Anji and Tangtang, Huang Rong and Lu Xi, makes her reflect on how quickly time passes.
Time slips through our fingers like the wind, fleeting as a white horse gallops past a crack in the wall.
One morning, Yuan Doudou sat in front of her dressing table, gazing at her reflection in the mirror. Her features remained exquisite, her eyes sparkling, and her demeanor gentle and graceful.
She picked up a comb to brush her hair, and unexpectedly, a white hair appeared under the sunlight.
Yuan Doudou looked in the mirror, picked up the white hair, and plucked it off without hesitation.
Just then, An Rong came in carrying a teacup and saw the white hair in Yuan Doudou's hand. His heart sank.
It's because he's useless that his wife suffers and has developed gray hair at such a young age.
He was at a loss for words, and even considered pretending not to have seen it.
“Anrong, I have gray hair,” Yuan Doudou said calmly, as if she were talking about someone else having gray hair, not herself.
An Rong smiled and said, "It's just a single white hair, don't worry about it."
Despite saying he didn't care, he subconsciously walked over, put down his teacup, and parted her hair with his hand to see if there were any hidden gray hairs.
"Only one?" Yuan Doudou asked, looking at his reflection in the mirror.
An Rong paused for a moment. Two or three white hairs were growing together, which looked glaring. He thought about quietly plucking those white hairs so that Dou Dou wouldn't know. Then he realized that was impossible. If he plucked them, Dou Dou would know.
"Yes, there aren't any at the end."
When he lied, his hands trembled, his heart trembled, and his eyes were filled with tears. He didn't know what to do.
The next day, An Rong was brewing medicine in the kitchen; the medicine was obtained from Tianming Medical Clinic.
When Li Tianlang saw him at the door, he took the initiative to ask him what he had come for. He no longer treated him with the cold face he used to. Compared to the competition between men, DouDou's matter was more important.
"You said she has gray hair and is experiencing severe hair loss?" Li Tianlang asked in surprise.
Logically speaking, Yuan Doudou is only in her early twenties and shouldn't have gray hair. Perhaps it's due to the deficiency of qi and blood caused by childbirth. However, we customized postpartum meals for her, with ingredients and herbs to replenish qi and blood every day. After two months of careful conditioning, the depleted qi and blood should have been replenished.
"I'll prescribe some blood-nourishing and hair-darkening formula for you. Decocted and taken twice a day, morning and evening," he said as he wrote the prescription.
An Rong took the prescription, didn't say thank you, and went out to get the medicine.
Yuan Doudou woke up to the smell of medicine and wondered who was brewing medicine so early in the morning and if someone in the family was sick.
Tangtang was still asleep. Yuan Doudou gently lifted the covers, got out of bed, washed and dressed, and went to the kitchen.
An Rong fanned the medicine furnace with a fan, fine beads of sweat appearing on his forehead, his movements slow and deliberate.
"Anrong, who are you preparing medicine for?" Yuan Doudou asked, puzzled.
Lu Xi and the others were all there, busy preparing the ingredients for the day, and they all looked very healthy.
"Here you go," An Rong said softly.
When it was almost time, An Rong wrapped the medicine pot in a cloth and poured it into the prepared bowl.
"Drink it while it's hot." An Rong held the bowl of medicine, blew on it, and handed it to Yuan Doudou.
Yuan Doudou frowned. "I'm perfectly fine, why would I need to take medicine?"
She already had a psychological aversion to traditional Chinese medicine. Seeing a dark bowl of it made her scalp tingle, and she simply didn't have the courage to drink it.
"Black hair, hair growth, are you sure you don't want to drink it?" An Rong asked seriously.
He saw through DouDou's little scheme, and with these words, he could definitely have her completely under his control.
Sure enough, the next second, Yuan Doudou took the medicine bowl and, like a hero cutting off his own arm, downed the medicine in one gulp. It was hot and bitter, and after drinking it, her eyebrows and nose seemed to be fighting each other.
"I'll trust you this once. Otherwise, I'll settle the score with you again," Yuan Doudou said, grimacing, her pained expression saying it all.
An Rong laughed and said, "It's up to you, my wife."
The three children standing nearby grinned and chuckled at the sight.
Brother Anrong really dotes on his wife. Knowing that Sister Doudou had gray hair, he went to the pharmacy early in the morning to get medicine, and insisted on brewing it himself when he got back, afraid that they would ruin the medicine.
"Lu Xi, see? Brother Anrong is our role model. We should treat our wives like that from now on." Fang He said to Lu Xi while peeling garlic.
In front of Lu Xi, Fang He always pretended to be very knowledgeable, wanting to be a good older brother whom Lu Xi could trust.
Lu Xi couldn't believe his opinion. Fang He seemed like a chauvinist, and after marriage, he would probably be a husband who expected to be waited on hand and foot. He could never be as considerate and meticulous as An Rong.
"You think you can be a man as good as Brother Anrong? You should look in the mirror. You don't even deserve it!" Huang Rong teased before Lu Xi could reply.
She genuinely despised men like Fang He. He was usually useless, but he came out to seek attention and prove his nonexistent abilities. She couldn't understand how working as a waiter in a tavern could demonstrate his skills. Wasn't he just a complete idiot?
Fang He's anger surged. This girl Huang Rong, if she didn't speak, no one would think she was mute. She was clearly not talking to her, why did she have to interrupt him?
"Huang Rong, Sister Dou Dou told me that a good man doesn't argue with a woman, so I'll just ignore what you said and not bother with it. Don't make trouble for yourself." Fang He considered himself a polite person, but in front of Huang Rong, he completely lost all sense of propriety and shame.
"Fang He, what you're saying is nonsense! You're a scoundrel, not a good man at all!" Huang Rong was so provoked that she almost jumped up.
She never expected that Fang He would be so rude to her, completely disregarding the fact that she was a younger sister than him. It was really too much.
Sure enough, people who are annoying to look at are rotten to the core.
She still couldn't understand how Brother Anrong could tolerate someone like that staying.
"Fang He, if I were Brother An Rong, I would have kicked you out long ago. You're a scoundrel, a scumbag."
Huang Rong was so angry that she completely lost her temper and her words became increasingly outrageous.
Lu Xi really didn't want to see them arguing endlessly. She couldn't understand why they would quarrel as soon as they met.
Fang He was so angry that his shoulders trembled. He was about to retort when Lu Xi grabbed his arm and said, "Fang He, calm down."
"Lu Xi, don't stop me. She deserves to be taught a lesson. I'll show her what's what today."
Fang He had made up his mind: he was ready to break off all pretense and could no longer tolerate it.
"What do you want? You want to hit me? I think you're just a coward, all talk and no action." Huang Rong continued relentlessly.
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