Three days later, when Nan Jin Yu heard about this, Gu Bei had already been sent back to Prince Zhenbei’s Mansion by the deputy general on a fast horse.
Qingshan Town belongs to the southern region, and when the first snow of winter fell, a carrier pigeon flew to the Lin Family, bringing Gu Nian the first letter from Gu Bei, accompanied by a silver note worth five hundred taels.
In the letter, he explained why he couldn’t come to fetch her at the moment and asked her to take good care of herself. He assured her that once he settled down and found an opportunity, he would come to get her.
Gu Nian wrote a reply, stating that she was doing well and didn’t want to leave, and told him to take care of himself too.
Watching the carrier pigeon flap its wings and fly away, Gu Nian finally smiled.
Knowing that Gu Bei was well, she felt at ease.
"Little sister, come out quickly!" Little Hu called loudly from outside.
"Coming." Gu Nian responded hastily. As soon as she stepped out, Little Hu threw a snowball at her.
The snowball burst, with a bit falling into her collar, making her shiver from the cold.
"You’ve gone too far, brother!" Gu Nian angrily glared at him, grabbed a handful of snow, and threw it back.
Sanhu and Erhu also joined in, and the courtyard instantly became lively.
Meanwhile, over at Nan Jin Yu’s place, after drinking the millet porridge Gu Nian had sent over, when he was alone in the room, he looked at his legs in confusion, supported himself with his arms on the wheelchair’s armrest, and slowly stood up.
He took a few experimental steps forward, and a joyful smile appeared on Nan Jin Yu’s jade-like face.
However, possibly because he hadn’t walked for a long time, his legs felt very uncomfortable, and he slowly sat back down.
Gu Nian was unaware of all this.
Even she was puzzled. In theory, over the past few months, she had been bringing Nan Jin Yu food every few days, using spiritual spring water that had been heavily diluted, but without fail.
How is it that his legs showed no signs of improvement?
Yet, reality was indeed disappointing.
Nan Jin Yu never mentioned anything about his legs. She tried inquiring with Wuming, who also said he hadn’t seen any signs of improvement in their young master’s legs.
So, Gu Nian had been considering increasing the dosage of spiritual spring water for Nan Jin Yu.
"Big brother, didn’t you just come back a few days ago? Why are you back again?"
Little Hu’s surprised voice came from outside. When Gu Nian went out to see, it really was Dahu who had returned.
So, Gu Nian asked the same question as Little Hu.
"I came back to discuss something with you all. Oh, where are our parents?" Dahu asked.
"Next door, with Uncle and Second Uncle." Ever since the smoked sausages business had stabilized, the old courtyard next door had turned into a small workshop. Members from both the main house and the second house worked together, and naturally, Lin Sanshui paid them wages each month.
He wanted to support his two brothers but also understood the importance of clear accounts among close family. While he could pay them a bit more, he would never let them work unclearly.
After all, they all had their own families. Over time, seeing his family earn money, who could guarantee that someone wouldn’t have some thoughts? Follow current novels on 𝗻𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹•𝑓𝑖𝑟𝑒•𝙣𝙚𝙩
They worked, and he paid the wages. Without guilt, he feared nothing.
"Then let’s go next door to talk. Niannian, you come too." With that, Dahu didn’t even enter the door.
In the courtyard next door, the place was filled with hanging smoked sausages. Following Gu Nian’s instructive suggestion, they wore clean and tidy clothes while working. Their hair was completely covered, and they wore masks personally sewn by Mrs. Jiang.