As a result, the front door of Yang Chuxiaās house was busy with people coming and going all afternoon.
"Ai, how come you havenāt seen your brother Ziāan the whole afternoon?" Yang Chuxia glanced at Yang Qingrui, who was playing with a frog nearby, and asked.
"I donāt know, I didnāt see him." Yang Qingrui shook his head.
Luo Linhao also shook his head, "Cousin is not in the small building, I didnāt see him."
Yang Chuxia found this slightly strange but didnāt inquire further, and went to watch Ms. Wang and the others make fishballs.
In the kitchen, the minced fish had just been fried, and they smelled delicious.
She couldnāt help but pick up a piece with her fingers and put it in her mouth, "Mom, this fried fish is actually quite good, small and crispy on the outside."
"As long as you like it!" Ms. Wang took a plate and put some pieces on it, "Take this to your brothers."
Yang Chuxia shook her head, "Better not, there are so many people outside, not enough to go around."
Ms. Wang thought so too. With the opera performance outside, there were lots of children around. It wasnāt that she was stingy with food, but there were too many people, and giving to some while excluding others would not be good.
"Mom, when you pack these fish pieces later, use those oil paper umbrella bags, or theyāll get soft."
Xiuāer said, "Miss, those oil paper bags are ready, just waiting to be packed."
Hehe, I must have worried too much."
Ms. Wang looked at her, with some oil still on the corner of her mouth, and touched her forehead, "Arenāt you always concerned? Being worried about one thing after another all year round. Itās actually your father and I who enjoy our days at home. Our family has really lived a better life."
"Mom hasnāt enjoyed leisure in the past year. Sheās the one responsible for everything in our home, right?"
"What the Miss said is true. The Lady is in charge of pickling drunken crabs and frying nuts all year round without any slack."
"Just this little girl knows how to talk." Ms. Wang playfully scolded Xiuāer, then placed the fish balls in the pot, and said to Yang Chuxia, "For these fishballs, I plan to fry some and boil some."
Yang Chuxia had no objection, "Whatever you think is delicious, just do it that way."
Ms. Wang nodded and suddenly said, "By the way, where is Brother An? I havenāt seen him all afternoon. Keep a watch and donāt let him stay in his room reading all the time. The exam is still some time away. Brother An is knowledgeable and doesnāt need to be so focused right now."
Upon hearing this, Yang Chuxia glanced at her mother, thinking that sometimes her mom had good insight, even knowing that burying oneās head in studying might not be the best thing.
"I donāt know where he went either. He left the house, and Qingrui and the others havenāt seen him."
Honestly, she found it quite strange too. She hadnāt seen Ye Ziāan since they returned to the village from Xie River, and he didnāt even eat at home.
Ye Ziāan didnāt come back until the evening. In fact, he didnāt go anywhere special, just took a trip to the town.
When Yang Chuxia asked him what he had done in town, he just laughed and didnāt give her a clear answer.
But she didnāt have to wait too long to find out what Ye Ziāan had been mysteriously doing that afternoon.
"Brother An, this necklace is really pretty." On New Yearās Eve, Yang Chuxia had just gotten out of bed and hadnāt eaten breakfast, and Ye Ziāan handed her a box, a rather large one.
When she opened it, she saw that the pearls Ye Ziāan had wanted were made into jewelry and placed in the box.
Ye Ziāan laughed, "I borrowed the old demonās flower to offer to the Buddha."
"So you went to the town that afternoon to get this done?" Yang Chuxia held the box and asked with a smile.