Talking and talking, Yang Dachuan started crying.
Seeing this, Yang Chuxia sighed with relief in her heart. Luckily, it wasn’t because of Old Lady Hua, or she would be disappointed in her father. However, seeing a grown man cry so sadly, she also felt a little heartbroken.
"Dad, don’t be sad. Look at me, am I not fine? You didn’t know before, but now you do. From now on, you can protect me if anything happens," Yang Chuxia comforted Yang Dachuan.
"Hmm, from now on, Dad will definitely protect you properly." Yang Dachuan might have felt that it was a bit embarrassing to cry in front of a child, so he wiped his tears and said softly.
"Okay, from now on, I will hide behind my dad." After saying that, she laughed.
She really wasn’t good at handling such emotional scenes; otherwise, she might easily laugh and ruin the atmosphere.
Seeing her laugh, Yang Dachuan also raised a faint smile.
After Yang Dachuan finished eating, the father and daughter began to cut grass together. Once they had cut a lot, they drove the cow to plow the field. Since Yang Dachuan’s arm wasn’t good for holding the plow, Yang Chuxia took over. Although the plow was heavy and the work was tiring, she was happy thinking that they wouldn’t have to buy beans next year.
The father and daughter worked nonstop for the whole afternoon until it got dark, and then they started to pack up and head home slowly.
On the way, they met Ye Zi’an and Yang Qingrui.
Yang Chuxia could tell at a glance that Ye Zi’an must have deliberately gone to find her two younger brothers.
" How come you always come home so early in the evenings recently?" The restaurant should be busiest at noon and evenings, but she noticed that this kid had been coming home early.
"The boss hired another accountant, so now we have two. The newcomer is from the town, so Shopkeeper Li lets me come home early."
"That’s not bad," Yang Chuxia said. Suddenly, she smelled a familiar scent in the air and looked at Ye Zi’an’s hand, "Did you buy fried potatoes?"
"Hmm, I just met that old man when I was coming back, and I knew you liked it, so I bought a few portions." After saying that, Ye Zi’an handed one portion to Yang Chuxia and gave the rest to Yang Qingrui.
Yang Chuxia didn’t know the actual name for these fried potatoes, but it was called that in Yangshu Village. It’s when small potatoes are fried in a large flat pan until they turn golden brown outside and soft inside. Paired with the special sauce made by the old man, they taste delicious.
Every time she went to town, Yang Chuxia would buy a portion, but that old man wasn’t always selling them.
"You’re so thoughtful, knowing that I ."
Seeing her happy, Ye Zi’an smiled, "Eat less, you still have to eat dinner when we get home. Plus, I also bought you candied hawthorns."
"Wow, Brother An, you are so nice, haha." Yang Chuxia laughed heartily. She also loved candied hawthorns, which were sweet and sour, different from candied fruit, which was a bit sticky to her teeth, while this one was not.
She used not to eat these kinds of things in the past, but now that she was in this strange world, she started to enjoy them.
"Brother Zi’an, you’re really biased. We’ve been walking all the way, and you didn’t give us anything to eat." As soon as Yang Qingrui heard that there were hawthorns, he became jealous. He had smelled the scent a long time ago and glanced at Brother Zi’an several times, but Brother Zi’an pretended not to see his gaze.
"Brother Zi’an, I also fancy candied hawthorns." Yang Qingtong, while eating the potatoes, chimed in.