Aunt Cui squatted down and massaged her foot, "For so many years, the eldest madam has never been sick, never even had a headache or fever, clearly thanks to this very habit of yours."
Lu Yuke is seventy-one this year, yet she is very healthy, outlived her husband, and remains as fit as ever. Lu Yuke has never been to a hospital or had a dical check-up; she just looks quite spirited, nothing like a seventy-year-old lady.
Lu Yuke curled her lips, casually picked up the account book on the table, flipping through it, "A wretched life is easier to sustain, during childhood when there was famine back ho, we ate anything from tree bark to mouse at. Because of that, my stomach has always been weak, but luckily, I’ve gotten through all these years."
"The eldest madam was born with a blessed life. They say sweetness follows bitterness; the hardships you endured in the first half of your life were just the prelude to the sweetness of the second half. Now you are the matriarch of the Yan Family; everyone who ets you has to bow and call you grandma. The good days are still ahead."
"A lifeti of estrangent with my husband, a cowardly eldest son, a daughter-in-law who exhausts herself with anger, three granddaughters more annoying than the last, and the youngest son, whom I love most, bedridden, not knowing what tomorrow holds. Is this the good life you’re talking about?" Lu Yuke sneered coldly, her tone disdainful.
Aunt Cui’s hand got scalded a bit, "You can’t put it like that. The eldest madam should focus on the positive. The Fifth Master’s health will definitely improve; when the ti cos, we will find him a wife, and you can look forward to holding a grandchild."
Lu Yuke sighed, "I hope so."
Just then, soone rushed in from outside: "Eldest madam, sothing’s wrong. The Fifth Master has started vomiting his dicine again...."
Lu Yuke ran out without even putting on her shoes, with Aunt Cui hurrying behind with the shoes in hand, "The floor is too cold, you should put on your shoes first...."
When Lu Yuke exited the room, it was already midnight, and she seed instantly ten years older. Exhausted, she steadied herself by holding onto a pillar, her nails dug deeply into the wood.
Is heaven punishing her, is the retribution falling upon Feng’er?
No... No matter what, she will never resign to her fate, "As soon as Doctor Hua cos next ti, notify imdiately."
"Alright." Aunt Cui agreed, guessing Lu Yuke’s thoughts, and helped her slowly walk back.
"Eldest madam, get so rest. We’ve stationed soone to watch over the Fifth Master, so you needn’t worry now."
After Aunt Cui left, Lu Yuke tossed and turned, retrieved a cell phone from a drawer, inserted a SIM card, and powered it on.
——
The past few days had been calm.
During this ti, Yun Ya and Yan Song accompanied Ruan Songxi to visit the famous attractions in Capital City. For the first two days, Yan Ke and Zhuang Jingmo tagged along, but eventually, they ran out of energy.
On the fourth day, Ruan Songxi received a call and flew back to Hong Kong. Zhuang Fanxing stayed with the elderly at the Zhuang Family, while Ruan Songxi returned alone. During the farewell, Ruan Songxi hugged Yan Song, smiling, "Bring Yun Ya to Hong Kong when you have ti, and I’ll show you around."
"Cousin," Zhuang Jingmo’s eyes reddened, "you need to visit us often. I’ll miss you."
Ruan Songxi chuckled and patted her head, "You’re a young lady now, ti to find a boyfriend."
Zhuang Jingmo blushed, "Cousin, you talk about , but you’re over thirty and not married yet."
Ruan Songxi waved his hand at them with a smile and walked through the boarding gate, his tall and straight figure gradually disappearing.
There were only a few days left until the engagent day for the two of them. Zhuang Xiyue was busy sending out invitation cards, contacting venues, arranging every detail perfectly. Despite being so busy, her face was always filled with joy, and her lips always carried a smile.
Zhuang Fanxing had settled in at the Zhuang Family house, occasionally visiting Zhuang Xiyue.
Ti flew by, and one day Yun Ya was reading, Yan Xing excitedly ran in, "Sister Yun Ya, co quickly! An extraordinarily handso man!"
Yun Ya put down her book, smiled at Yan Xing. The girl’s face was red from the wind, and her eyes sparkled brightly.
"Don’t you like Mai Zheng? How can you switch your affections so easily?" Yun Ya teased.
"Oh my!" Yan Xing stomped her foot, "It’s different, okay? Mai Zheng is my forever idol, unattainable, but this one is different. I’ve never seen a man with such a temperant, just standing there, I can’t even describe it; he’s totally my type..." The young girl babbled incoherently out of excitent.
Yun Ya wasn’t really interested in the so-called incredibly handso man, but Yan Xing insisted on dragging her to Rongju Garden.
"I’m telling you, he looks like soone who stepped out of a painting, with a really good temperant... and he even smiled at , you know?" Yan Xing went on and on, lifting the door curtain. Yun Ya saw soone sitting in the living room.
She paused, stunned.
She did not expect to see Pei Qinghan at the Yan Family.
Seeing Pei Ying and Pei Xinyi sitting next to him, she understood. He should be visiting Pei Ying, since she is still his nominal aunt; visiting relatives during festivals was only natural.
Yun Ya first greeted the great-grandfather, who had been in much better spirits lately, sitting in the central Taishi Chair, grinning and showing his toothless gums.
"Yun Ya and Xingxing are here. Let introduce you. This is my nephew from my maiden family, Pei Qinghan. Qinghan, this is Ah Song’s fiancée. They are about to get engaged soon." Pei Ying introduced them with a smile.
Pei Qinghan’s gaze was as gentle as water, smiling as he looked at the young girl before him, appearing extrely polite and well-mannered.
Yun Ya smiled and nodded, the two acting like strangers eting for the first ti.
After seating herself, Yan Xing tugged discreetly at Yun Ya’s sleeve, leaned in, and whispered, "So, wasn’t I right? Isn’t he handso?"
Yun Ya maintained a calm expression and nodded. If she had known it was Pei Qinghan, she wouldn’t have co. Knowing him yet pretending to be strangers was sowhat awkward.
"I get it, you only have eyes for Big Brother, but this guy is no worse than Big Brother, okay? I’m just into this kind..." Yan Xing said, her little eyes stealing glances at the man opposite. Suddenly, her fingers tightened around Yun Ya’s arm, trembling with excitent: "He’s looking at ... Oh my God, I can’t take it...."
Yun Ya instinctively looked over, catching the man’s gaze...
She felt he seed to be looking at her, but seeing Yan Xing on the verge of fainting from excitent, she was too lazy to burst the girl’s dream.
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