When she returned to her room and tidied herself up, Uncle Old Gen and the others had started eating. Yang Chuxia went to the kitchen, where Ms. Wang had left some dishes for her, and she began to eat there.
After dinner, Uncle Old Gen and the others chatted for a while before heading home. They said it would only be a few more days until the shop was ready.
When everyone left, Yang Chuxia told Yang Dachuan and Ms. Wang about Land Officer Yang giving Brother An’s land and house to her.
Only then did Ms. Wang understand what her daughter had been up to that afternoon when she rushed out like a whirlwind.
Yang Dachuan and Ms. Wang both marveled at how efficient and scary their daughter’s actions were.
Ms. Hua Junior had only been locked up for a few days, and her daughter had managed to retrieve everything.
Yang Chuxia didn’t think it was a big deal, she even felt it took too long. That dead woman dared to treat Brother An like that, driving him to this remote place when he was so young. Think about a child living so far away from the village; if something happened, who would know? If it were a timid child, they would be scared at night.
Thinking about this, Yang Chuxia decided she had to give Ms. Hua Junior another good lesson. Just being locked up and driven away wasn’t enough revenge for Brother An, and Yang Xiao’an, who was also locked up, should at least give her father a broken arm. As she thought about this, Yang Chuxia began to devise her plan.
After talking for a while, Yang Qingrui and Ye Zi’an were about to go to sleep. Yang Chuxia said to Ye Zi’an, who was about to go home.
"You and Qingrui should go to bed early, tomorrow we need to go to the town to deal with the property deeds and household registration."
"Alright, I know. You should go to bed early too." After talking to Ye Zi’an, Yang Chuxia went to the kitchen to get water and brush her teeth.
Yang Dachuan stood at the door, watching as Ye Zi’an and Yang Qingrui went into their house and lit the lamp inside before going back to his own house and latching the door.
The next day, Yang Chuxia was enticed awake by the smell of Ms. Wang’s pancakes. The familiar scent made her get up very quickly, dressing, combing her hair, brushing her teeth, and washing her face in less than a quarter of an hour.
"Mom, what did you make for breakfast today? It smells so good!"
"Pancakes?" Yang Chuxia was happy to hear that. Pancakes with bean paste sauce tasted pretty good. Thinking about this, she hurried off to grab a piece of the freshly cut pancakes.
"Don’t just think about eating. Go call Brother An. That child is probably cooking at home by himself."
"Alright, I’m going now." Saying that, she went to Ye Zi’an’s house first, but she didn’t find Ye Zi’an cooking.
When she got close to the house, she noticed it was very quiet. Yang Chuxia peeked in and saw that Ye Zi’an and Yang Qingrui were studying, one practicing writing and the other reading.
The sight of their seriousness made her hesitant to interrupt them.
Ye Zi’an looked up from his book and saw her, then stood up. "Why did you come over?"
"My mom made pancakes and wanted me to call you over to eat."
"Sister, Brother Zi’an and I already had breakfast." Yang Qingrui said, looking up from his desk.
"Oh? When did you two get up? You already had breakfast?" Yang Chuxia’s gaze shifted from Yang Qingrui to Zi’an.
Ye Zi’an shrugged, "Qingrui said their teacher assigned a lot of writing practice, and he was worried he wouldn’t finish it in one day, so he suggested we get up early." Of course, he also wanted to get up early to read.
"I see? Then you should focus on writing today, Qingrui, and don’t go to the town with us." Yang Chuxia said to Yang Qingrui.
Yang Qingrui, however, didn’t even raise his head and just waved his hand in the air, signaling her that she could stop talking.