At dinner, old man Yang said to Yang Chun, "Boss, you should make a trip to the county town tomorrow and tell your third brother that Xiaotian’s matter is Yang Xia’s business."
Just as Xiaoxiao was eating, she stood up at once when she heard this, accidentally hitting her leg against the stool. She let out a hiss of pain, then loudly said, "Dad, I’ll go."
"..." The family, seeing the reaction of their third daughter-in-law, couldn’t help but wonder; it was just her going after all. Was there a need to get so worked up? All flustered and clumsy—look, she even bumped into something.
Xiaoxiao chuckled, her actions just now were indeed a huge embarrassment. As soon as she heard dad ask big brother to tell Yang Ming, she became anxious; she wanted to see Yang Ming herself and tell him about it in person.
She tried to act calm, quickly sat down, and covered up her previous activity, saying, "I’m going to Xiangxiang Cloth Shop tomorrow anyway, so there’s no need for big brother to make a special trip."
She felt that what she said was perfect and airtight, that nobody would tease her for wanting to see Yang Ming—but sometimes, instead of fearing a godlike opponent, one should fear pig-like teammates.
"Third sister-in-law, didn’t we agree to choose an Embroiderer tomorrow? How come you’re heading to Xiangxiang Cloth Shop now? If you go, who will choose the Embroiderer?"
Xiaoxiao’s face turned red in an instant. Her second sister-in-law sure picked the perfect time to expose her; what a straightforward and blunt sister-in-law she was, "I forgot, I just remembered now, we’re not choosing Embroiderers tomorrow."
"How could you forget that? I’ve got to let them know tomorrow," second sister-in-law continued, oblivious to the situation.
"..." But the others had seen through the charade; the third daughter-in-law was making excuses to see their third brother, especially those who had just learned about the couple’s recent wedding night—each had their thoughts about it. A wedding night is not without its significance, just look at how clingy the two are to each other.
In the end, it was old man Yang who came to the rescue, "All right then, Boss, there’s no need for you to go, let the third daughter-in-law go by herself."
"Sure, got it, dad," replied Boss Yang Chun.
Xiaoxiao thus escaped a close call, and after eating, she quickly returned to her room. She had truly lost her head earlier, getting so agitated for what? It wouldn’t have been a big deal if big brother had gone—anytime would’ve been fine for her to go.
But no matter what, the task of visiting Yang Ming was now hers, and she was overjoyed. The thought of seeing her husband the next day brightened her spirits immensely.
After washing up, she lay on the bed, pondering what to wear the next day. She sat up suddenly, pulling out all her clothes from the wardrobe and comparing them one by one. It took her a long time to make a choice.
She then sat down at the table and picked up the bronze mirror, finding herself hard to look at in the reflection. Her hair, now long, was a tangled mess. At the age of fifteen, her skin wasn’t bad, but her bare face was not very attractive. Should she buy some cosmetics tomorrow to change herself up a bit, at least pluck her eyebrows or something?
She also wondered what she should bring Yang Ming the next day. Should she make him a love-filled homemade lunch?
Before she knew it, it was late at night. Xiaoxiao eventually dozed off foggily, waking up the next morning with dark circles under her eyes, and her condition was far from great.
In the end, she set out with her appearance completely unchanged.
She knew Yang Ming had classes in the morning, so first, she bought some food and supplies for him and didn’t go to the Academy until noon.