"Hmph, I donât know who just said it, but a grandmother is still a grandmother, no matter how bad she is. This is indeed the bloodline of the Yang Family, but they still donât get any respect." Yang Ruoqiu glared at Ms. Luo and continued, "No matter what, my father and my fourth uncle have the same mother. Fourth Aunt, you better watch what you say outside, or people will tell Dongxue that your cousin is bad, and youâre just as bad as your cousin... They all have the same bloodline, and no one is better than the others."
Yang Ruoqiuâs words were not very nice, naturally making Ms. Luo angry, but she couldnât refute them at the moment. So, snorting angrily, she hugged Yang Dongxue and went back to the room to comfort her.
Letâs not talk about what happened at Old Yangâs house. After saying goodbye to Yang Qingbao, Yang Chuxia went straight home, where Ms. Wang was explaining things to Old Yang.
Ms. Wang was not a very good speaker, so Old Yang asked a few questions and got the whole truth out of her.
At this moment, Old Yangâs head was aching from anger.
"Xiaxia, hurry and calm your grandfather down." Seeing Yang Chuxia return, Ms. Wang quickly urged her.
Yang Chuxia saw Old Yang sitting in the chair with a dark expression and knew that Ms. Wang hadnât managed to smooth things over. She stepped forward and said, "Grandfather, why are you angry? We found the people and handed the culprit to the authorities. There was no significant loss, so donât be angry. Itâs not worth getting angry and hurting yourself over."
Hearing Yang Chuxiaâs words, Old Yangâs face became even darker, "That dead old woman is a troublemaker!"
Yang Chuxia rolled her eyes, thinking that even if she is a troublemaker, she was invited by him.
"Grandfather, sheâs already dead, and talking about it wonât help. Donât get angry over people like her. You should take care of yourself. At your age, itâs not good to get angry and upset so often; itâll hurt the five internal organs."
She said this, but seeing Old Master talking so energetically, she guessed there wouldnât be any significant problems. She set her heart at ease and decided to talk about Yang Xiaochuanâs matter after Old Master recovered completely.
As for consoling people, she was better at disciplining them. So Yang Chuxia called Yang Xiayun over and said, "Yunyun, stay here and chat with Grandfather; your mother and I will go prepare lunch."
"Understood." Yang Xiayun willingly started talking to Old Yang, her big, bright eyes blinking, clear, and bright. The adorable appearance made Old Yangâs mood less bitter and angry.
Seeing Old Yang chatting with Yang Xiayun, Yang Chuxia took Ms. Wang to the kitchen.
"How is it? Howâs Dongxue?"
Yang Chuxia curled her lips, "Sheâs fine. I told Aunt Da to send her out of the village for a while and come back when this matter dies down."
"Sigh, itâs so unlucky for a girl to encounter such a thing. She has a long life ahead of her; what will she do in the future?"
"Sheâll do whatever she has to do. There are many men in our area who canât marry a wife; sheâll surely be married off. Iâve heard of men who canât find wives, but Iâve never heard of a young woman who canât get married."
"Pfft..." Ms. Wang poked Yang Chuxiaâs forehead, "Your mouth is so sharp."
"Hehe, Mom, letâs make lunch earlier. After eating, Iâll go talk to Uncle Dayong."
"Alright, Iâll go wash the rice now."
Knowing that Yang Chuxia hadnât eaten breakfast either and was probably hungry, Ms. Wang added, "We still have some pastries at home. If youâre hungry, have some first; Iâll be done soon."
"No need, Iâm not that hungry after missing a meal. Iâll help you cook."
"Alright, add some water to the pot on the right, then set up the fire to heat it."
"Okay."
With that, the mother and daughter began preparing lunch together.