Chapter 630: Timid Appearance

ripped open the envelope.Inside was a single, thin sheet of paper. When it was unfolded, there were only a few lines written on it.Yang Ruqing's eyes swept across these lines of text, and she was stu...Zhou Xia smelled the fragrance of bone broth and entered the kitchen.

"Mother, it's not even noon yet. What are you stewing"

Zhou Xia asked.

Luo Da'e excitedly waved to Zhou Xia, "Xia, come here, I have something to tell you."

What's up

Zhou Xia was pulled to the edge of the stove by Luo Dahu.

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Luo Dade glanced out the door, making sure Luo Tiejiang hadn't returned.

Lowering his voice, he told Zhou Xia: "This morning I went to Lao Mu's house and saw the fiance of that fox-like Lan girl."

“How are you” Zhou Xia asked.

Luo Dade sighed in admiration and gave Zhou Xia a thumbs-up.

“He's top-notch, handsome and elegant, just like the champion from a play.”

"Huh"

Zhou Xia's eyes lit up.

“Even more handsome than my cousin” she pressed.

Luo Dahu thought for a moment, and a trace of embarrassment appeared on her face.

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"Well, it's hard to compare!

“One is fish, the other is meat, each has its own merits...”

Luo Dagua's crude metaphor, Zhou Xia understood.

Luodà'e thought of something, released Zhou Xia's hand, and crouched down to pull a pottery jar out from the stove.

"Xia'er, come and try this, how does the tiger bone soup taste"

Luo Daga excitedly said, lifting the lid and putting salt inside.

Zhou Xia walked over, and the two of them poured tiger bone soup, each drinking a bowl.

"So delicious, it warms you all over after drinking it." Zhou Xia said.

"Mother, what kind of bone is this" she asked again.

Luo Da'e let out a satisfied burp and wiped her mouth.

“A tiger’s bones, nothing else can compare!” she said.

Zhou Xia suddenly realized.

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Last night, my cousin brought back a white tiger, shocking the whole village.

This morning, she went to the pond to wash vegetables and clothes. A group of village women surrounded her, asking her this and that, each one envious and jealous.

"This soup tastes so good, Xia'er, let's have another bowl."

Luo Dade called over to them, and poured each of Zhou Xia and herself a bowl from the earthenware jar.

Zhou Xia glanced at the remaining soup in the earthenware pot and said, "I'm done. I'll leave some for my uncle."

"It's nothing, nothing. There's still tiger meat there. We'll have it cooked for lunch later."

"This soup, later I'll give a bowl to Mu Zi Chuan's grandmother, her foot is sprained." Luo Da E said.

Zhou Xia understood Luo Da'e's meaning and nodded.

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The mother and daughter hid at the door of the stove, drinking the soup in their bowls until there was nothing left.

Zhou Xia's belly was round and full, and Luo Dagua was burping non-stop.

The woman picked up the earthenware pot again and poured herself another half bowl.

"Mother, if you fall down again, how will you deliver it to Muxi Chuan's grandmother later" Zhou Xia asked.

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Luo Dagu smiled and shook her head, "Mother has a way."

The woman got up and scooped half a bowl of hot water from the hanging container into the earthenware jar.

Then it shook, and added a sprinkle of salt stars.

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"Well, here's a whole can of tiger bone soup. We'll send it over together later!"

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As for Song's sprained ankle, Yang Ruolan was also paying close attention to it.

While Lao Da'e and her daughter added water to the tiger bone soup, Yang Ruolan was also busy with Yang Shi in the kitchen.

Yang said: "A dead old woman, she hasn't seen anything delicious. We can just send some red sugar and red dates casually, right It doesn't have to be so troublesome!"

Yang Ruolan was tending to the stove, slowly simmering pork ribs over a low fire.

The pork ribs also contain red dates, goji berries, and a handful of hawthorn slices.

The whole kitchen was filled with the enticing aroma.

Hearing Yang's words, Yang Ruolan shook her head and said, "Mother, you are wrong."

"I went to great lengths for that old woman, it was to show Mu Zichuan and his mother."

"I've put a lot of effort into this, and I've won over the affection of both mother and child."

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“When I step through that door, my word is law. Time will tell; one day won't change anything!” said Yang Ruolan.

Mr. Yang thought he was in the right.

"Alright, then you handle it. When you're done, just send it over yourself. I'm too lazy to go see Mrs. Liu's face!"

Yang Ruolan, carrying the stewed pork ribs that were soft and tender, knocked on the gate of the Mu family's courtyard with excitement.

It was the widow Liu who opened the door.

When Liu the widow saw that the person standing at the gate was Yang Ruolan, she was surprised.

"Lan'er, what brings you here" asked Widow Liu.

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Even though I don't like this girl, she is still my daughter-in-law in name.

It's not polite to rush people out the door.

Yang Ruolan saw her future mother-in-law and her pretty face blushed a few times.

“Aunt, I heard that Grandma twisted her ankle. I’m coming to see her and brought some pork bone soup.”

As she spoke, her fair hand lifted the bamboo basket in her grasp and gave it a gentle shake.

Liu the widow also saw the bowls in the bamboo basket, and the other bowl lid inverted over them.

"Grandma's feet are fine, she doesn't need to eat these. Your thoughtfulness has been received by your aunt."

Liu the widow said.

There was no intention of inviting Yang Ruolan at all.

Yang Ruolan felt a little embarrassed, and her beautiful eyes darted towards the west room in the courtyard.

I hope to see Mu Zichuan.

But I didn't see anything.

We can't just run this errand for nothing.

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Yang Ruolan then said to Liu's widow, "Auntie, I simmered this soup over low heat for more than an hour. It also contains some herbs that clear the liver and improve vision, which are very nourishing."

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“Grandma doesn’t need it, just give it to Brother Zichuan to drink. He studies and strains his body.”

Yang Ruolan softly said, her face full of pleading and entreaty.

Mrs. Liu, looking at Yang Ruolan's expression, sighed inwardly.

She's been there, done that. That Lan girl can't hide the look in her eyes.

Girls might have vanity in them, but they're also truly falling for Kozue.

In the end, Liu's widow couldn't bear to refuse Taishi's advances and yielded. "Alright, come in then," she said.

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"Oh, thank you, auntie! Thank you, auntie!"

Yang Ruolan was overjoyed and carried her basket into the yard.

Then they went into the main hall, following Mrs. Liu.

She first glanced at the west house.

The west house's door was tightly shut.

Is Brother Zichuan studying inside

She thought to herself.

But at his feet, Mrs. Liu went into the east room first, where sounds of conversation could be heard.

First, it's important to visit the old woman.

"Mother, Lan'er has come to see you."

Mrs. Liu, the widow, entered the east room and bowed to Old Lady Song who was sitting on the bed.

When Yang Rulan heard her name being called, she gracefully moved forward.

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It was then that she realized someone had visited her place before her.

Luo Dade'e sat on the bedside, accompanying the old lady in conversation.

Zhou Xia stood behind Luo Daya with her hands drooping, looking timid and shy.

What are this mother and daughter doing here

Yang Ruolan thought to herself.

Beside the little stool next to her and her daughter sat an open seashell bowl.

A strange fragrance wafted from the bowl.

I don't know what kind of soup it was, but even Yang Ruolan couldn't help but take a few extra breaths.

From beside the bed, Old Lady Song's voice reached Yang Ruolan's ears.

"Well, Lan'er is here too Come over and sit down, let Grandma have a good look at you."

Yang Ruolan instantly came to her senses.

Suppressing the doubts in her heart, she immediately looked up and gave the old woman on the bed a warm smile.

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