Ms. Luo fell silent after a few sentences from Yang Chuxia.
But in her heart, she cursed Yang Chuxia hundreds of times. What was so good about farming? It was so dirty, she wouldn’t want to do it.
However, Old Yang who came out of the house approved of Yang Chuxia’s words, and said to Ms. Luo, "Speaking of Fourth’s family, Chuxia is right. What do you plan to do if you do not work the land? Just be honest and do your own share properly before considering other matters. If you can’t even handle matters on your own land, how can you manage a shop?"
"Dad, you’re wrong to say that." Ms. Luo defended herself, "Doesn’t the shop have a shopkeeper?"
"What is Fourth Uncle doing?"
"Helping you collect money." Ms. Luo unconsciously chimed in.
Hearing this, Old Yang was extremely disappointed.
Yang Chuxia, with a smile that wasn’t quite a smile, looked at Ms. Luo, "Isn’t Brother An managing the accounts? Moreover, how many characters can Fourth Uncle recognize? Can he even read the account book?"
"Why can’t he? Can’t he learn if he doesn’t know? Besides, didn’t Brother An also not know before?" Ms. Luo reasoned.
Unfortunately, Yang Chuxia no longer wanted to listen to her nonsense and shouted, "Are you done yet? If I say no, it’s no. I make the decisions for our shop. If you want to gather pine nuts, I’ll take them. If you want to grow peanuts on the land, I’ll take those too. But thinking about entering my shop? No way."
Seeing Ms. Luo still standing there, she shouted again, "What are you still doing here? Do you want me to invite you out?"
Fearing that Yang Chuxia would lose her temper again, Ms. Luo hurried home with her head down, murmuring as she left, "I wasted my meat and sugar, I will make sure Xue’er gets them back."
At her words, Yang Chuxia could only shake her head wordlessly.
Seeing that Ye Zi’an was still practicing, she stepped forward, "Brother An, it’s time."
"Hmm..." Ye Zi’an nodded, slowly getting back into his wheelchair.
"By tomorrow, you will be able to walk for a whole hour." Yang Chuxia said excitedly.
"Yes, soon I will be able to walk normally." Ye Zi’an reciprocated her joy.
In this way, Ye Zi’an worked out daily. At first, he increased his exercise by fifteen minutes, then by one hour, until a month later he was finally able to walk like a normal person.
No more enduring the ridicule of others, no more lopsided walks.
The moment he completely ditched the wheelchair, Ye Zi’an felt an unprecedented sense of satisfaction.
"Chuxia, come, get on!" Ye Zi’an bent over in front of Yang Chuxia.
Yang Chuxia didn’t anticipate that Ye Zi’an would remember her casual words, and was really going to carry her.
Well, at this moment, her heart was quite excited to experience a melodramatic scene from those cheesy TV shows. Why then, despite her exhilaration, was she also a bit embarrassed?
Seeing she wasn’t making any moves, Ye Zi’an urged again.
So Yang Chuxia mustered her courage, ’screw it, let’s do this!’
Then, in Yangshu Village, a peculiar sight unfolded — Ye Zi’an, who had just started to walk, carried Yang Chuxia on his back from one end of the village to the other and back, repeating this several times.
The older villagers shook their heads. These two kids were really not conventional. They might be engaged, but weren’t they still unmarried?
Those around Ye Zi’an’s age would jokingly tease and ask questions.
Yang Chuxia was thick-skinned. When the initial embarrassment wore off, she responded calmly to everyone’s teasing, even retorting that they were just jealous.
Of course, the antics of the two didn’t escape the notice of Ms. Wang and Yang Dachuan.