"Mother," just at that moment, Yang Dongshi walked in with a bowl in hand.
"Add some salt to the soup," Yang Anshi waved her hand.
"Alright." Yang Dongshi hurriedly took the bowl back out, but soon returned, "Auntie, please have a taste. This has been stewing all morning..."
Yang Baihe took another sip of the soup and was obviously satisfied. She then glanced at Yang Dongshi and nodded slightly. She then handed over a few pieces of candy, "These are for your two nieces."
"Oh my, thank you, Auntie," Yang Dongshi quickly received them with both hands, "You even thought of the little ones, how thoughtful..."
"That’s enough, just remember your auntie’s kindness," Yang Anshi gave Yang Dongshi a look, "Hurry up and go wash the clothes, don’t be an eyesore here."
Yang Dongshi quickly acknowledged and then turned to leave.
"Mother, what’s going on with the Big House? I heard the kids crying in there just now..."
"Don’t get me started, such ill-fated stars," Yang Anshi rolled her eyes and briefly explained, "Our family’s luck has been squandered away by those wretches..."
Yang Baihe curled her lips, "Then sell them off, it’s because of her that my big brother died. If we keep them around, I bet our family will run into more trouble..." She then glanced at the old man Yang, who was always slipping up, "Father, you mustn’t go soft, otherwise... I might even lose my future wealth to them..."
"I know," the old man Yang waved his hand, "We’ll go to the clinic tomorrow to see if she wakes up. If she does, we’ll sell her. If not, we’ll have to see. After all, who would want someone in a coma?"
"That’s true," Yang Baihe nodded, then opened a packet of pastries and began eating them with the chicken soup.
With Yang Baihe’s return, dinner at the Yang Family became lavish that evening. Yang Anshi even went to the butcher in Xiaobudong Village and set aside a catty of fresh meat for a pure meat dish.
During the joyous dinner, not a single person thought of Yang Baixiang, who was still in town, so when he returned that evening, the meal had long been finished, not even leftovers remained.
The old man Yang didn’t bother to ask whether his son had eaten dinner; instead, he immediately called him over to inquire in detail about Xu Hui’s condition. Upon learning she had not awakened, he couldn’t help but sigh, and didn’t wait for Yang Baixiang to ask anything before waving him off to go back to his room.
Yang Baixiang scratched his head, knowing his parents didn’t care for his sister-in-law and her kids, and didn’t say much either. He turned towards the kitchen, and upon finding not even a scrap of leftovers, he couldn’t help feeling somewhat dejected and frustrated. He remembered that Ruxin had given him two steamed buns when he was leaving, which he didn’t take, saying his parents would surely have saved him some food. But now... he suddenly found all the excuses he made for his parents utterly feeble.
Early the next morning, Yang Baixiang saw the old man Yang waiting for him in the yard and couldn’t help but smile, "Father, I’m going to pick up sister-in-law and Dani..."
"I’ll come with you," the old man Yang said, and walked out of the yard with his hands behind his back. He had to settle the bill; two silver taels should be more than enough for just two days.
Yang Baixiang glanced at the second house’s door. He had wanted to ask his second brother to join them, but now it seemed... he quickly followed the old man Yang out the gate.
"Uncle Xiaowu," just then, Erni ran out, "Let me come with you too." She had been very worried these past two days.