That evening, Yang Yongxian returned home from school. Li Xiuxin was fast asleep inside the house with the door shut.

The October sky had already grown cold, and in the evening a northerly wind howled outside, whirling leaves into the air.

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Li Xiu Xin naturally had even more reason not to leave the house at all. Yang Yong Xian retracted his gaze, sighed inwardly, put his textbooks back in the house, and then went to the kitchen.

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But to his surprise, he didn't find Liao Meiying's familiar and busy figure in the kitchen. The kitchen was cold, with a cold stove and pot. Jin sat by the stove door, lost in thought.

"Mother, where is Meiying?" Yang Yongxian came over and asked.

When Jin saw Yang Yongxian, a gleam of excitement flashed in his eyes. He hurriedly pointed to the backyard and let out two yelps, then gestured a few times.

Yang Yongxian understood, Meiying was called to the backyard by grandma.

"I'm going to check the backyard." Yang Yongxian hurried to the backyard.

The back door of the east room was open, and Liu shi just came out from inside.

Seeing Yang Yongxian coming face-to-face, Liu laughed.

"Grandpa's back! I was just about to go find you in the front yard. Come on, come on! Grandma's waiting inside to ask you some questions."

Liu kept talking, firing off her words like a string of firecrackers, then turned and scurried back into the east room.

In the east room, Old Yang sat at the table silently smoking a pipe, while Tan sat with her legs crossed on the bed. A basket of needles and thread lay beside her.

Liao Meiying sat beside her, holding a skein of thread in her hand, and was carefully helping Tan shi sort the threads.

The room was very peaceful, not as oppressive and solemn as Yang Yongxian had imagined. He breathed a slight sigh of relief.

First, I paid my respects to Lao Yang and Mrs. Tan in a proper manner, greeted them, and then turned my attention to Liao Meiying.

Liao Meiyin raised her head and smiled gently at him. She blinked again, reassuring him that she was fine.

A hint of a smile also flickered in Yang Yongxian's eyes, moved by the care and understanding between this husband and wife.

On the side, Liu's eyes darted back and forth, naturally watching the interaction between the two of them thoroughly.

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Liu Shi smiled and patted her palms, "Oh, Father and Mother, you two are really worrying too much."

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"Look here, Yongxian and Meiying are such a sweet couple. They smile at each other, while Li Xiuxin can't possibly ruin their relationship. I'm just a concubine, nothing more than that. I can only occasionally act spiteful and try to annoy people..."

Liu's first few sentences, Lao Yangtou and Tan Shi did find agreeable, but as she went on, they began to lose interest.

"Alright, you go rest over there. Your mother has something to ask Yongxian, don't interrupt!" Lao Yangtou spoke up, interrupting Liu Shi's words.

Lady Liu, understanding the situation, closed her mouth and quickly sat down.

Tan's needlework basket sat on the side, an arm's reach away, with other balls of thread inside still unorganized.

Liu pretended not to see, her eyes only on Yang Yongxian.

Old Yang addressed Yang Yongxian, saying, "Yongxian, after teaching all day, you must be exhausted. Come, sit down and let's have a chat."

Yang Yongxian nodded and sat down at the table properly.

“Grandpa, Grandma, I wonder what important matter you two have called your grandson and Meiying here for?” He asked after sitting down.

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Old Yang smiled and said, "It's nothing, just a whim. I wanted to invite the two of you over to chat with us and liven things up. You know, as people get older, they always want things to be more lively!" Please let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!

Hearing this, Yang Yongxian immediately stood up and said with a face full of guilt: "It's the grandson who is unfilial. I can't often come to accompany my grandma and relieve her boredom. I'm busy all day long, but I haven't accomplished anything. My grandson is ashamed!"

Old Yang waved his hand: "Don't be like that, you're a good child and a responsible man. Grandpa and grandma know that."

Besides, you go back and forth to the school every day, teaching and helping the children. That's not a life of idleness; it's a great thing for the benefit of the whole village!

Yang Yongxian smiled wryly, but he did not argue.

Old Yang said, "Sit down and talk. Don't stand there, you'll get tired!"

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Here, Liu kept staring at Yang Yongxian, or else she tilted her head thoughtfully, sometimes frowning, sometimes shaking her head.

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This sparked Yang Yongxian's curiosity.

"Aunt Four, why have you been staring at me since I walked in? Did I forget to wash my face? Is there ink on it?" asked Yang Yongxian.

Liu was startled.

Seeing Lao Yangtou and Liao Meiying's gazes shift to him, Tan shi immediately reprimanded, "As your aunt, a senior member of the family, you're always staring at the younger generation. Don't you have any shame?"

"Aiyo!" exclaimed Mrs. Liu, quickly smiling and explaining, "Grandmother, you're really making me laugh! When I look at our Yongxian, the way others, other young ladies and daughters-in-law look at her... their eyes are just different!"

“I'm looking at Yongxian here, it’s out of elders caring for juniors. Grandma, you have bad eyes and can't see, you haven't seen Yongxian's complexion, it's really bad!”

Hearing this, Tan's full attention turned to Yang Yongxian's complexion, and she had no time to reprimand Liu.

"Is Yongxian looking quite unwell? Meiying, tell me all about it!" Tan shi hurriedly said.

Liao Meiying glanced at Yang Yongxian, then at Lao Yangtou, and noticed that both Yang Yongxian and Lao Yangtou were shaking their heads at her secretly.

Is this to stop her from telling the truth?

Beside her, Tan was urging her again. Liao Meiying thus stammered and hesitated, looking embarrassed.

This enraged Tan.

“You all bully this old woman because I can’t see well? Old man, you speak!” Mrs. Tan said loudly.

>Old Yang was filling his pipe with tobacco while saying, “He must be tired. He looks a bit worn out, but not as frightening as the fourth wife said.”

Yang Yongxian also quickly said, "That's right, these days the students at the academy are nearing the end of their studies, and I am busier than usual. Grandmother, you don't have to worry about me."

Liu said: "Aiyo, Yongxian, Fourth Aunt knows you're doing this to comfort Grandma and not want her to worry about you."

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“But you should know your own situation, right? Don't you have a mirror at home? Take a good look at yourself! You've lost a layer of skin, and your eye sockets are sunken in!”

Hearing Liu's words, Tan couldn't sit still.

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“Yongxian, come here to me!” Tan said.

Yang Yongxian hurried forward.

“Get down!” Tan ordered again.

Yang Yongxian did as instructed.

Tan tentatively reached out, her hands resting on Yang Yongxian's shoulders. She trailed her fingers down his neck, searching for his face, and then with her withered, tree-branch-like hands, she slowly traced the contours of his features...

“You child, how have you gotten so thin? You’re just skin and bones!” Tan Shi was both worried and distressed.

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