Yang Ruxin hurriedly hugged Yuan Mengzhu: "How could I not miss you guys? Too many things happened in Beijing..."
Ah! Yuan Mengzhu suddenly sighed: "I was just saying, we all know about the things in Beijing, itâs been really hard for you. Only you, this girl, could turn such a passive situation around." She said, patting the back of Yang Ruxinâs hand, "Godmother is proud of you."
"Xinxin is truly remarkable. I might even have to bow when I see her in the future..." Fang Dehua followed with a laugh.
"Godfather, if you bow to me, I really wonât have the face to see you..."
"Thatâs not right. The etiquette between a king and his subjects cannot be ignored outside." Fang Dehua waved his hand, "When there are no outsiders, we can be less formal."
Yang Ruxin didnât argue with him; after all, Fang Dehuaâs loyalty to the king was deeply ingrained.
"Alright, letâs not talk about this. Weâll eat later, and you can tell us more about Beijing..." Yuan Mengzhu pulled Yang Ruxin towards the dining room.
Yang Ruxin stayed at the Fang Family for the night. The next day, she took the opportunity to stroll around the shops, and because the Manager was reliable, everything was running smoothly.
The snack shop.
When Yang Ruxin and Gu Qingheng arrived, breakfast time was over, and lunchtime had not yet begun, so the shop was empty.
Pei Xiaoxia was cleaning.
Yang Baixiang came out from the back carrying a bucket of water.
"Put it down." Pei Xiaoxia quickly went over and took the bucket, "Although your leg is healed, Ruxin and the elder both said you shouldnât exert yourself too much for at least half a year. Donât do heavy lifting like this for now..."
"Itâs not that serious," Yang Baixiang chuckled. "Besides, Iâm a man, and youâre my wife..."
"How is it not serious?" Pei Xiaoxia straightened her face, "Youâre my man, and my support for the latter half of my life. If you donât take care of yourself now, what will I do in the future?"
Yang Baixiangâs eyes were slightly red: "Xiaâer..."
"Fifth Brother." Pei Xiaoxia smiled, "Weâre living such a good life now, and itâll get even better in the future. Take care of yourself now so we can support each other when weâre old, right?"
"Alright, Iâll listen to you." Yang Baixiang finally nodded.
Yang Ruxin and Gu Qingheng exchanged a glance outside; this was exactly the kind of scene they had hoped to see.
But just as they were about to enter, two people suddenly rushed in: "Fifth Brother, hurry, give me two pastries, Iâm starving."
Yang Ruxinâs mouth twitched; have they encountered a difficult case again?
"Two pan-fried pastry rolls, sixteen coins." Yang Baixiang calmly quoted the price.
"What?" Yang Baihui suddenly raised her voice and screamed, "Yang Baixiang, take a good look at who I am, youâre actually charging me?"
"I donât care who you are; everyone has to pay for their food." Yang Baixiang remained expressionless. "So, please pay first."
Pei Xiaoxia initially hesitated to speak seeing they were from the Yang Family, but felt relieved seeing her husbandâs attitude.
"You..." Yang Baihui never expected Yang Baixiang would be so indifferent, she stood up angrily, "You heartless creature, donât you believe Iâll smash this place?"
"Smash it?" Yang Baixiang raised his brows slightly, "Go ahead. But donât say I didnât warn you; I will report this to the authorities. This shop is not mine, itâs Xinxinâs. So, if youâve thought through the consequences, go ahead and smash it..."