Ye Ziāan, upon hearing her words, embraced her with his arm and soon both of them fell into a deep sleep.
In the middle of the night, however, Yang Chuxia opened her eyes and traced the outline of the other personās face bit by bit in the darkness.
Suddenly, she remembered the fleeting thought she had on the day she left the Capital City, when she was on the carriage, wondering what she would do without Brother Anāthat was, in fact, a premonition.
No, she couldnāt just resign herself to fate, she couldnāt just watch him waste away and finally die.
There must be a way to solve this, everything in the world has its antidote, and for every being that emerges, there must be another that opposes it; diseases are the same.
She would offer a large reward to attract physicians; she refused to believe that in this vast world, there wasnāt one who could find a cure.
The sky gradually brightened, and the dark light outside slowly turned to dawn. Yang Chuxia got out of bed first, arranged Ye Ziāanās daily clothes by the bed, and then went to the kitchen.
She cooked some ginseng and red date porridge and made some buns and shumai to steam in the baskets; she also prepared various other small dishes.
When she returned with the food box after getting everything ready, Ye Ziāan was already awake.
As Yang Chuxia came forward to help him with his belt, she indeed noticed that the imprint of the belt had moved in a bit more.
"Mommy, is Handsome Dad awake yet?" Just as the two of them stepped out, Yangyang and Lele ran in from outside the house.
"Youāre looking for me so early in the morning, what is it?" Ye Ziāan glanced at him and said, "No matter how much you butter me up, I still donāt have the money to buy you a pony."
"Uh," Yangyangās enthusiasm immediately extinguished in his throat. "Handsome Dad, do you have to be like this? I didnāt even ask you for money."
Approaching timidly, he hummed, "Iām being filial today, canāt I help you with your meal?"
"Ha ha." Ye Ziāan laughed, ruffling his little head, "Filial piety is for others to say, itās not something one praises oneself for, you really have a thick face."
"I want to praise myself, thatās called being unique." Yangyang took Ye Ziāan by the hand and asked again, "Handsome Dad, are you going to the government office today?"
"Yes, I am. Thereās a lot of work." A trip to the Capital City had accumulated quite a backlog of work, which he intended to handle in the next few days.
"Can you take me with you?"
"What for?"
"I want to be with Handsome Dad." Yangyang paused before saying, "Handsome Dad, I wonāt disturb your work, okay?"
Yang Chuxia looked at him with his eyes full of hope staring at Brother An, her heart soured againāthis child wanted to spend more time with Brother An, he was afraid.
"Just take him with you. Once youāre done with your official duties, you can come back and have lunch together."
Ye Ziāan opened his mouth as if to say something upon hearing this, but then he saw Yang Chuxia turn to ladle out porridge, and he nodded, "Alright, Iāll take you, but you must not cause any trouble."
"You can count on me, I know my limits." After he finished speaking, he turned to Lele and asked, "Big brother, arenāt you going?"
"Iām not going, I have things to do."
"What things do you have to do?" Ye Ziāan looked at him in surprise.
"You donāt need to ask that. But Dad, can you let Uncle Ye Er keep following me? Is that okay?" Lele thought for a moment and said. He needed someone trustworthy to assist him with his tasks, and among those around his father, Uncle Ye Er had spent the most time with him and had already helped him with some matters.
Ye Ziāan pondered for a moment and then said, "If heās willing to follow you, Dad has no objections."
"I object." Yangyang hummed, "Mom once said I should take Uncle Ye Er as my master and have him teach me martial arts."