Yang Rusong sighed, "In the end, we have to try. After all, heâs my brother. Blood is thicker than water. I canât just watch him destroy himself."
"Youâre a good brother."
"Cousin, donât make fun of me." Yang Rusong gave a bitter smile, "If I could have woken up sooner, maybe the family wouldnât have turned out like this."
"How old are you, really?" Yang Ruxin patted Yang Rusongâs shoulder, "Donât put all the burden on yourself. Your parents are still around."
"Thanks, I know." Yang Rusong sighed again, "But that house is already ruined, and now thereâs not even a moment of peace."
"What happened?"
"Our little aunt, I guess sheâs bewitched or something." Yang Rusong sighed, "During dinner just now, she was crying and shouting for Grandpa to call off the engagement with the Ma Family. Grandpa hit her, but for some reason, sheâs just stubbornly refusing to marry." The only consolation now is that his mother has stopped making a fuss.
"Ma Laiwang is a good kid. What exactly does Baihe want?" Dong Wenxiu shook her head, "Canât figure it out."
"Itâs all Grandmaâs doing. Sheâs been saying since Baihe was a child that she has a glorious future, saying sheâs destined to be wealthy, to live a life of luxury, so she grew up really believing sheâs different," Yang Rusong sneered. "She calmed down for a while, and I thought she had finally come to her senses and was willing to live a stable life. Who knew sheâd start causing trouble again today? I canât understand it. She doesnât have looks, and she doesnât have brains, so why would some noble familyâs young master be interested in her?"
"Big cousin, our little aunt has always thought of herself as a celestial beauty." Sanni raised her eyebrows slightly, "In her mind, she thinks any man who sees her should be captivated."
"Enough, wherever you go, you pipe up." Dong Wenxiu poked Sanniâs head.
Sanni stuck out her tongue and made a face.
Yang Rusong chuckled, "Forget it, I canât manage all this. Theyâll do whatever they want. Iâm leaving."
"Uncle Du, walk with Rusong."
Du Chengxiu escorted Yang Rusong into the village, but Yang Rusong didnât go back to the old house; instead, he headed directly to the academy.
Yang Ruxin found it somewhat helpless too, which explained why he was carrying a bundle just now. But this was also good; out of sight, out of mind.
Early the next morning, Dao Xuzi, carrying the food and drinks Yang Ruxin had prepared for him, took Shadow Eleven and Long Qia to head south. Meanwhile, having received the news, Yong You excitedly took Yong Qi and Yong Qing from Yunmen Mountain, also heading towards the southern border.
In the following days, Yang Ruban continued to loiter around the Yang Familyâs small building, yet found no opportunities to make a move on the littles ones as each had someone accompanying them. Even if he called out to them, there was no way to take them away because those kids have practiced martial arts since they were young, and he might not even be their match.
So, he thought of another wayâhe needs to get some medicine, wait for the right moment, knock them out, and then he can take them away.
Meanwhile, Yang Ruxin took advantage of this time to visit her various businesses one by one, and then began to designate an area in the village to build workshops for medicinal teas and medicinal wines.
Dapu East Village was again bustling with excitement.
Before you knew it, the first snow of the twelfth lunar month had fallen, and it was the sixth day of the monthâthe wedding day of Fang Tianze and Yu Qingge.
The Fang Family had been ready for a long time. Early that morning, Fang Tianze led the bridal party out of the city, waiting by the official road.