During this period, he clearly noticed that the elder couple had lost a lot of weight, but they brushed it off by saying they were just not used to things and would be better with time.
As it turns out, they hadnât been eating anything at all!
And here he was... what kind of son does that make him?
If it really came to the point where both of them closed their eyes forever, and he realized they died from hunger, how could he live with that?
Yang Zhiqiâs eyes were red, and his fingers trembled a little.
"Why didnât you tell me?" he looked at Meng Xinian.
Meng Xinian said, "I was planning to tell you when you came back this time."
How could he not say anything? He only found out after Yang Zhiqi left.
However, who would have thought that with Chiang Xiaoxiaoâs arrival, everything was settled?
This matter, Meng Xinian wanted to tell Yang Zhiqi, so he would know why the Yang Family Elder greatly appreciated Chiang Xiao.
He should be aware of this, how could he not know?
If, in the future, other Yang family members get some bad ideas seeing the elder treat Little so well, it would be best if Yang Zhiqi could handle it himself. Otherwise, donât blame him for being too harsh.
"Can they really eat now?"
"Didnât you see just now?" Meng Xinian gave him a disdainful look, "But Little said after being hungry for so long, they shouldnât eat rich food immediately, so all the food prepared was quite bland."
After saying this, he added with another jab, "Like fried buns, for example, itâs best not to eat those yet."
Yang Zhiqi glared at him.
After a while, he sighed deeply and then asked, "How is Little Chiang so skilled?"
"Is my wife being skilled not good?" Meng Xinian huffed, "She learned from Chen Baoshen, and besides, she often went into the mountains to dig herbs, you know that. Iâm telling you, even if youâre my Alliance Officer, what needs to be said must be said. Little only has so many good herbs, using some means having less, so donât go blabbing about it, or else everyone will come looking for her."
"Wouldnât it be better for her reputation to grow? I mean, with such skills, everywhere Little Chiang goes, wouldnât people hold her in esteem?"
"As if!"
Meng Xinianâs face turned stern, "Little doesnât need it."
Held in esteem by others?
How much trouble would that cause?
He was afraid she couldnât handle the workload.
Besides, when he and Chiang Xiaoxiao went to Bai Gu Mountain before, and saw that tiger charging at her, his heart almost exploded. That scene was deeply ingrained in his mind, unforgettable.
If everyone came to her for treatments and medicine, even if she had it in her Space, to hide where the medicine came from, wouldnât she have to go into the mountains more often?
Isnât that enough to exhaust her to death?
He would never agree to that.
Besides, Chiang Xiaoxiaoâs talent for painting would eventually bring her great fame. Isnât she already gaining a little recognition?
Thatâs the direction she should achieve fame in.
Yang Zhiqiâs earlier comment was also meant to tease Meng Xinian, as he knew both his and Chiang Xiaoâs personalities arenât fond of such widespread fame.
Still, his heart was filled with gratitude towards Chiang Xiao.
He patted Meng Xinianâs shoulder and said, "Letâs go, I also want to go and have some porridge."
"Youâll probably just get to watch; Little wonât let you eat any."
He knew how much Spirit Spring Water was in that bowl of porridge, given Little Chiangâs personality, how could she let others mooch off it?
Didnât you see that Dai Gang got none of last nightâs soup?
Yes, Yang Zhiqi is just like others.
Yang Zhiqi didnât believe it.
"Little Chiang calls me uncle, surely she wouldnât deny me a bowl of porridge?"