"Do you have grandchildren?" Yang Lichun asked again.
"My twins haven’t even married yet, how could we have grandchildren." Talking about this made Yang Chuxia a bit frustrated; one of her kids had no plans to marry, and the other’s fiancée hadn’t co of age.
"That’s not good; yours are older than my eldest, you know." Yang Lichun said, "You should arrange sothing. Once you have kids, while we’re not too old, we can still help look after them. Otherwise, when we’re old and they have kids, who will help look after them?"
After saying that, Yang Lichun suddenly rembered Yang Chuxia’s current status and hurriedly added, "But your family is different from others. You have many servants who can help look after the kids, so you don’t need to worry." In the past, her family had servants too, but unfortunately, Li Anshun, that wastrel, liked keeping girls and ended up squandering their businesses, forcing them to return to the village.
But this year, her son went out to do business again and it seems it’s going well; perhaps their situation might improve.
Yang Chuxia chuckled, "Relying on servants to look after kids doesn’t compare to doing it yourself."
After pausing, she said, "I haven’t reached ho yet; I’ll first visit my mother, and we can talk later."
"Right, right, you should go back first. I bet your family is waiting."
After saying goodbye to Yang Lichun, Yang Chuxia found the feeling quite intriguing. She never imagined that one day she could talk peacefully with Yang Lichun.
Yang Chuxia had this feeling, and Yang Lichun naturally felt the sa. Holding her grandchild, sowhat lost in thought—those events were twenty years ago, suddenly realizing all the fuss was quite aningless.
"Li Family auntie, who were those two just now?"
"Yeah, yeah, they looked different."
"Of course different; those two are Marquis Changning and his wife from our village, how could they be the sa?"
"So it was them." The young villagers suddenly understood. When Yang Chuxia and Ye Zi’an left, so of them hadn’t even been born. Although they’d returned occasionally, they hadn’t t Ye Zi’an, so many didn’t recognize them.
However, they’d heard about their story—truly a pride of Yangshu Village.
Every man in the family was remarkable; they were role models for these youngsters.
"Dad, Mom, I’m back, knock knock!"
The door made a sound as soone ca to open it, but the doorman was new this year and didn’t recognize Yang Chuxia, though he knew Yang Xiaochuan and Ms. Liu.
"Aunt, Uncle, who are these two?"
Yang Xiaochuan hit him with his old smoking pipe, "You little rascal, hurry and report! Your eldest aunt and uncle have returned."
Upon hearing, the doorman perked up and ran inside, "Old Master and Madam, the eldest aunt and uncle are back!!"
In an instant, the Yang Family courtyard bubbled with excitent.
"Madam, please slow down..."
"I don’t need your support; I’m perfectly fine." Ms. Wang patted the young maid supporting her, "My Xiaxia is back; don’t get in my way."
Ms. Wang trotted forward, and Yang Dachuan also erged from the study.
"Dad, Mom!"
"Dad, Mom!"
Ms. Wang and Yang Dachuan each took hold of Yang Chuxia and Ye Zi’an.
"Why did you co back?"
"We’re going to live in the village from now on," Yang Chuxia said with a smile, "We aren’t returning to the Capital City, we’ll be here in the village to look after you and Dad."
"Why aren’t you going back?" Ms. Wang was shocked, "Did sothing happen?"
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