The Fierce Farm Girl Has A Secret Space
Chapter 867: Disaster (1)

Chapter 867: Chapter 867: Disaster (1)

Yang Baihui was momentarily stunned before remembering that the eggs she had brought were all left with Yang Ruxin. She felt embarrassed, but it was just for a moment. She quickly snatched the basket back, "Feng Caie, what are you doing? Giving me the evil eye? I haven’t even touched your food." She paused, "Trying to be tough with me?" Her expression suddenly became strange, "Sure, then in the grass nest behind the Feng family’s village..."

Feng Caie’s face changed in an instant, a hint of guilt flashing in her eyes. Had she witnessed what happened in the grass nest? That couldn’t be right; she hadn’t noticed anyone nearby at the time, but she didn’t dare to risk it and could only force a smile, "Third sister, I was just joking with you... It’s great that you could come back..."

Her gaze fell on Feng Haibo, "Look, Haibo is becoming more spirited by the day..."

"Heh, second sister-in-law, I know you’re always joking." Yang Baihui, although she had something to hold over Feng Caie, couldn’t afford to offend the only sister-in-law in the family, so she laughed along, "Didn’t you say last time you liked the style of my earrings? I brought them for you today; you’ll definitely look good in them..." As she spoke, she took off a pair of small silver lilac earrings from her ears and placed them in Feng Caie’s hands.

"Thank you, third aunt." Feng Caie took the earrings without hesitation, a smile beaming across her face as she walked into the house, "Come sit in the room, I’ll go cook right away..."

A flash of ferocity crossed Yang Baihe’s eyes, but it quickly disappeared, and she entered the house with raised steps.

Yang Anshi was lying on the kang, with Yang Baihe sitting beside her. Yang Peili was nowhere to be seen.

The house was filled with an unpleasant smell.

Feng Haibo frowned slightly, but he greeted everyone in the room before retreating to the front hall.

"Mother." Yang Baihui frowned, "Feeling any better?" She reached forward and took Yang Anshi’s hand.

"Better..." Yang Anshi nodded, "Much better..."

"Third sister, why have you come at this time? Did you really come back empty-handed?" Yang Baihe frowned. She had heard everything outside; Feng Caie received a pair of silver earrings, but what about her? Didn’t she, her sister, deserve anything?

Yang Baihui glanced at Yang Baihe, "You’re not exactly young anymore. You can’t just stay at home all day, can you?" Then she looked towards Yang Anshi, "Mother, if we delay any longer, little sister might end up an old maid. Shall I help and inquire about a few families?"

"My business is none of your concern." Yang Baihe rolled her eyes, "I refuse to marry some country bumpkin..."

"Noble person..." Yang Anshi sighed, "Baihe wants to marry into a wealthy family..."

It had to be said that Yang Anshi’s vitality was incredibly strong. After her first stroke, it was Li Yi who gave her acupuncture twice, and then she took three prescriptions of medicine; she had recovered well, able to hop and skip around. This stroke was more severe than the last, her face had been twisted, but after a few days of rest, she had made a significant recovery, at least able to express herself clearly.

It really seemed to confirm the saying that scourges last for a thousand years.

"Where would you meet someone from a wealthy family?" Yang Baihui was somewhat scornful.

"Of course, there is one. I’m waiting for him to come back." Yang Baihe hummed with pride, "I’m going to marry into Beijing..."