When she returned to her room and tidied herself up, Uncle Old Gen and the others had started eating. Yang Chuxia went to the kitchen, where Ms. Wang had left some dishes for her, and she began to eat there.
After dinner, Uncle Old Gen and the others chatted for a while before heading home. They said it would only be a few more days until the shop was ready.
When everyone left, Yang Chuxia told Yang Dachuan and Ms. Wang about Land Officer Yang giving Brother Anās land and house to her.
Only then did Ms. Wang understand what her daughter had been up to that afternoon when she rushed out like a whirlwind.
Yang Dachuan and Ms. Wang both marveled at how efficient and scary their daughterās actions were.
Ms. Hua Junior had only been locked up for a few days, and her daughter had managed to retrieve everything.
Yang Chuxia didnāt think it was a big deal, she even felt it took too long. That dead woman dared to treat Brother An like that, driving him to this remote place when he was so young. Think about a child living so far away from the village; if something happened, who would know? If it were a timid child, they would be scared at night.
Thinking about this, Yang Chuxia decided she had to give Ms. Hua Junior another good lesson. Just being locked up and driven away wasnāt enough revenge for Brother An, and Yang Xiaoāan, who was also locked up, should at least give her father a broken arm. As she thought about this, Yang Chuxia began to devise her plan.
After talking for a while, Yang Qingrui and Ye Ziāan were about to go to sleep. Yang Chuxia said to Ye Ziāan, who was about to go home.
"You and Qingrui should go to bed early, tomorrow we need to go to the town to deal with the property deeds and household registration."
"Alright, I know. You should go to bed early too." After talking to Ye Ziāan, Yang Chuxia went to the kitchen to get water and brush her teeth.
Yang Dachuan stood at the door, watching as Ye Ziāan and Yang Qingrui went into their house and lit the lamp inside before going back to his own house and latching the door.
The next day, Yang Chuxia was enticed awake by the smell of Ms. Wangās pancakes. The familiar scent made her get up very quickly, dressing, combing her hair, brushing her teeth, and washing her face in less than a quarter of an hour.
"Mom, what did you make for breakfast today? It smells so good!"
"Pancakes."
"Pancakes?" Yang Chuxia was happy to hear that. Pancakes with bean paste sauce tasted pretty good. Thinking about this, she hurried off to grab a piece of the freshly cut pancakes.
"Donāt just think about eating. Go call Brother An. That child is probably cooking at home by himself."
"Alright, Iām going now." Saying that, she went to Ye Ziāanās house first, but she didnāt find Ye Ziāan cooking.
When she got close to the house, she noticed it was very quiet. Yang Chuxia peeked in and saw that Ye Ziāan and Yang Qingrui were studying, one practicing writing and the other reading.
The sight of their seriousness made her hesitant to interrupt them.
"Ahem."
Ye Ziāan looked up from his book and saw her, then stood up. "Why did you come over?"
"My mom made pancakes and wanted me to call you over to eat."
"Sister, Brother Ziāan and I already had breakfast." Yang Qingrui said, looking up from his desk.
"Oh? When did you two get up? You already had breakfast?" Yang Chuxiaās gaze shifted from Yang Qingrui to Ziāan.
Ye Ziāan shrugged, "Qingrui said their teacher assigned a lot of writing practice, and he was worried he wouldnāt finish it in one day, so he suggested we get up early." Of course, he also wanted to get up early to read.
"I see? Then you should focus on writing today, Qingrui, and donāt go to the town with us." Yang Chuxia said to Yang Qingrui.
Yang Qingrui, however, didnāt even raise his head and just waved his hand in the air, signaling her that she could stop talking.