There were two tables in total, one covered with sauce-rich, heavy-tasting meat dishes, and seated by it were Dong Huiying, Liang Zhichen, and Liang Yuening. The other table featured light, plain dishes, prepared especially for Liang Shuyu, Liang Shujun, Liang Haoming, and Liang Yixuan, who were all recovering from injuries or illness.
Yixuan picked up a bite of green vegetables, "Actually, her vegetarian dishes aren’t bad either."
"Hmm," Shu Yu nodded lightly.
Shujun glanced at his second brother and sixth brother, then let out a sigh. With a long reach, he hooked his arm around his sixth brother Liang Yixuan’s neck and even rubbed his cheek affectionately against Yixuan’s face.
"Xiao Xuanxuan, I don’t know how long these wounds on me will take to heal. The meat on her table seems quite tasty, doesn’t it?"
Yixuan pushed away Third Brother with a smile on his face.
"Third Brother, you should focus on recuperating. Baobao is thinking of our best interest."
Shujun heaved another deep sigh.
To be able to see but not eat is truly cruel, sigh!
After dinner, the petulant Dong Huiying was still holding a grudge against Liang Yuening when a young boy skulked around outside the Liang family’s courtyard.
Liang Yuening, also in a foul mood, was chopping firewood when out of the corner of his eye he suddenly caught sight of the boy outside, which made him pause in surprise.
The boy, realizing he had been spotted by Liang Yuening, turned pale in an instant, his expression one of fear. Then, stumbling over his words, he began to unravel a large bundle from his back.
"I, I have come to return this..." The boy placed the bundle at the entrance to the courtyard, then stood awkwardly, looking very unsettled.
"Oh, it’s my Tianzhu Grass!" Dong Huiying, with her sharp nose, hurried over.
She opened the bundle and there was no mistake, it was indeed the Tianzhu Grass she had found on the cliff that day. However, after she and Liang Haoming both fell from the cliff, Zhu Xingfang had picked up a great deal, and Dong had long since put the incident out of her mind. Unexpectedly...
Dong Huiying turned her gaze to the boy outside the courtyard; he was the young husband from Zhu Xingfang’s family.
Happy about the return of her Tianzhu Grass, she generously flashed the boy a smile.
The boy, touching upon her shining smile, hastily lowered his head and, after mumbling something softly, turned tail and ran off.
Dong Huiying was taken aback.
"Thank you?" Had she heard it wrong just now, the boy, just now... was he thanking her?
But his voice had been too soft, like that of a mosquito.
She scratched her neck, then squinted slightly.
"Hehe, it seems Aunt Zhu hasn’t been doing much good these days!"
Although she didn’t consider herself particularly clever and had her dull moments, in this case, a mere thought was enough to understand.
The boy had thanked her, undoubtedly because she had Zhu Xingfang thrown into the jail, which was their only point of intersection.
Time flew, and half a month later.
Liang Shuyu’s health had significantly improved; at least she was no longer coughing up blood. Liang Shujun’s injuries had also healed a lot. Initially, he could only lie on the kang bed, but now he could get up, though he couldn’t walk for too long without getting tired.
With nothing better to do, he discussed with Liang Yixuan and decided to cut some new clothes from the fabric Dong Huiying had bought on one of her major shopping trips.
Dong Huiying was in charge of the three square meals a day for the Liang family. The mountain villagers usually ate only two meals a day, but the Liang family had breakfast, lunch, and dinner, and even a late-night snack.
Her culinary skills were excellent. Under her feeding, the Liang Family Brothers even put on a bit of weight, their complexions improved, becoming more pleasing to the eye each day.