"Oh, I get it, this is for treating someone’s illness. Is someone in our family sick?" The innocent child asked again.
Yang Chuxia placed the prepared herbs under her own windowsill, and after using some items to secure them, she said, "This is for treating your Brother Zi’an’s leg, so make sure to watch it closely, alright?"
"For Brother-in-law Zi’an? Then I’ll keep watch in the courtyard every day." Yang Xiayun held a straw-woven dragonfly in her hand and obediently nodded.
Yang Chuxia looked at the dragonfly in the girl’s hand and wondered where it had come from. She had never bought such a thing for her, but it was quite pretty.
Wait a minute, what did the young girl just call him? Brother-in-law Zi’an?
"Yunyun, come back here." Yang Chuxia hastily called out, as the little girl was about to go play.
"Sister, what’s the matter?"
"What did you just call him?" Yang Chuxia asked with narrowed eyes, "What did you just call Brother Zi’an?"
As soon as the question was asked, the little girl covered her mouth and snickered. She looked extremely smug.
Then she said, "I called him ’brother-in-law.’ Big Brother said we should all call Brother Zi’an ’brother-in-law’ from now on."
"That’s for the future! Why call him that now?" Yang Chuxia glared and complained about Qingrui always talking nonsense.
Unexpectedly, Yang Xiayun imitated Yang Chuxia’s usual manner and shrugged her shoulders, saying like a little devil, "Whether I call him that now or later, isn’t it the same? Besides, calling him Brother-in-law Zi’an now might help me get a few more dragonflies."
Yang Chuxia realized that these little children were getting more proficient at doing tricks, and questioned if this was the kind of thing a five-year-old should say.
At that moment, Yang Qingtong appeared from nowhere and giggled at Yang Chuxia, "Sister, you see even Yunyun understands this principle. I also want to shout ’brother-in-law’ a few more times to see if our Brother Zi’an would lend me his handwriting practice books."
Yang Chuxia wailed about their group of little devils using their sister to seek benefits. Who was their real sister?
Unfortunately, nobody paid attention to her wailing. They all went after the benefits. Yang Chuxia was itching to get back at them.
So, when Ye Zi’an came over, Yang Chuxia stared at him fiercely, thinking he was the instigator.
Ye Zi’an was confused, wondering what he had done to upset Xiaxia.
"Xiaxia?" Ye Zi’an tentatively called out.
Yang Chuxia squinted at him, thinking that he was a dark schemer. Despite appearing innocent, he was actually enjoying this.
She was sure that when the children were calling him that, not only did he not stop them, but he even encouraged them with more rewards.
Hmph, rewards? Using me, your sister, to seek benefits without sharing them with me?
So, Yang Chuxia stepped closer to Ye Zi’an and smiled gently, "Brother Zi’an, I heard you can make dragonflies?"
Ye Zi’an raised an eyebrow and nodded. It sounded so nice hearing Xiaxia call him "Brother Zi’an".
However, Yang Chuxia suddenly changed her tone, and her voice also changed, "Great, if I don’t see a hundred dragonflies tomorrow morning, you’re dead meat."
After saying that, she ran to help Ms.Wang without paying any more attention to Ye Zi’an.
She had originally planned to go and get more herbs today, but Ms.Wang said that it was not auspicious to do so before the New Year, so they would do it after the holiday.
Although Yang Chuxia didn’t believe in this, she didn’t want to listen to Ms.Wang’s nagging, so it was better to follow her advice.