Xiaoxiao and Yang Ming were practicing military boxing outside, and the whole process was watched by Wang Xiangxiang inside the house. Seeing the two interact without any inhibition, she couldn’t help but laugh, "Pfft."
How loving and affectionate those two were, it really made one envious.
Beside her, Yang Qiu, dressed in clothes, said enviously, "Third Brother and Third Sister-in-law really have a great relationship."
Wang Xiangxiang looked at the girl Yang Qiu, who was also a pitiful person, the same age as Xiaoxiao, yet not as fortunate as Xiaoxiao.
But fortunately, she had such a good family to compensate for the loneliness in her heart, unlike herself who could only depend on her brother.
She turned her head and looked at her brother sleeping soundly on the brick bed, her eyes filled with distress. She was old enough to bear it, but for her brother, it was just too cruel.
Yang Qiu also turned to look at Little Fufu sleeping on the brick bed and said with a smile, "Your brother is very cute."
Having spent so much time together, Wang Xiangxiang could tell that Yang Qiu liked to play with children. She thought that Yang Qiu probably missed her own child who had died. After all, it was her own flesh and blood.
Wang Xiangxiang’s sympathy overflowed again, and she took Yang Qiu’s hand seriously and said, "You will also be able to find someone who treats you well in the future."
"Yeah, you will too."
Because both of them were worried about finding a suitable husband, they found more topics to talk about, and their distance grew closer.
After breakfast, Wang Xiangxiang pulled Xiaoxiao aside, "Xiaoxiao, I’ve been thinking, I should go back soon to take care of the invitation cards. The earlier I send out the invitations, the better it is for everyone to arrange their schedules."
Xiaoxiao thought about it, and Wang Xiangxiang did have a point, so she nodded in agreement.
"Xiaoxiao, come with me to the town to discuss the designs for the pajamas with the tailor, shall we?"
Xiaoxiao shook her head, "Let’s go in a few days. My husband is still sick these days, and I’m worried about him."
Wang Xiangxiang pursed her lips, "Alright, alright, then in a few days."
Now, Xiaoxiao was putting her husband first, and no amount of persuasion from her could change that.
Xiaoxiao, a bit embarrassed, laughed, "Hehe."
Wang Xiangxiang then called over Yang Qiu, "Xiaoqiu, I need to go back home for a few days. Please take care of my brother for me."
"It’s no trouble at all. I really like your brother. Don’t worry, Sister Wang," Yang Qiu agreed without a second thought.
Wang Xiangxiang also gave her brother instructions, "I’m going back home for a bit and will return in a few days. You need to listen to them here, okay?"
Little Fufu held on to Wang Xiangxiang’s hand somewhat unwillingly, "Okay, but, Sister, you have to come back soon."
"Yeah, I’ll come back to find you after I finish my business."
"Then I’ll be waiting for you to come back."
The group arrived at the front gate to see Wang Xiangxiang’s carriage off as it drove away into the distance. Then, everyone went back to whatever they were doing.
Xiaoxiao and Yang Ming returned to their room, and soon after, Xiaoxiao’s eyelids began to twitch. She always had a bad premonition, "Husband, why do my eyelids keep twitching? I feel like something might happen."
"Don’t talk nonsense, perhaps you just got up too early. Why don’t you go back to sleep?"
"I’m not talking nonsense. They say left eye twitching means wealth, right eye twitching means calamity, and my right eye has been twitching a lot."
"..." Left eye for wealth, right eye for calamity, where had he ever heard such superstitious talk?
"Come here, let me kiss you and see if it stops twitching."
"Stop joking around. Be serious, and get me some scrap paper to tape over my eye. It’s twitching so much it’s making me anxious."