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The betrothal gift that Yang Liulang had given them was three beasts, a hundred meters of sugar, a full set of wedding clothing, and eight taels of silver.

Such a rich betrothal gift could probably be ranked at the top of Xiaoqing Village.

The son of the Lee Zheng family who married into the Qinglu Village, would only take out five taels of silver. The condition of the Qinglu Village is much better than the Xiaoqing Village!

Moreover, before they got married, Yang Liulang already knew that she wasn't the girl on the marriage certificate, yet he was willing to take out such a generous betrothal gift. Thinking about it, Hemai's heart warmed, she owed Yang Liulang far too much.

It was almost time for dinner the next day. Shan Cao got up and said her goodbyes, then left Madam Qin's small courtyard.

Shan Cao and Madam Qin finished dinner together and went back.

Yang Liulang's courtyard was not far from Madam Qin's, but in the silent night, the small courtyard in the darkness seemed especially quiet and serene. The trees on both sides of the road danced gently in the breeze, scattering a fragmented shadow.

When they were almost to the courtyard door, the snorting sounds of Blacky could be heard. Hemai felt a lot more empty in her heart, she hurriedly entered the gate and let go of the little guy.

The Blacky had not seen its owner for a whole day, and was rolling around at Hemai's feet happily, provoking him to scold it to be more obedient.

After entering the kitchen to boil some water, Hemai went back to the brick bed after washing up. As the Blacky saw that Yang Liulang was not at home, it played around with the rogue and whined at the door, making it scream miserably, Hemai could only let it in, instructing it to lie down obediently beside the brick bed.

When the Blacky started to snore, Hemai felt like she was following it to sleep. Although she was listening, Hemai was not sleepy at all.

I wonder what Yang Liulang is doing on the mountain now? The environment on the mountain is so dangerous, I'm afraid you can't easily sleep?

He hadn't slept a wink the entire night, so how could he eat?

Hemai sighed in her heart, thinking back to when Yang Liulang went hunting, he did not have anyone to take care of him when he returned home, how lonely he would be when facing the ice stove?

She had to come back early tomorrow so Yang Liulang could eat something hot as soon as he entered the room.

Thinking about this, she forced herself to sleep. Tomorrow, after going to Madam Qin's place, she would have to come back early.

Unknowingly, she had already become the person who Madam Qin spoke of as the one who worried about him from the bottom of the mountain.

The morning of the next day, Hemai went to's place to deliver breakfast, and before noon, she got up and returned.

Madam Qin could tell that she was worried about Yang Liulang, so she didn't stay for long. She only called him back, and tomorrow morning, she would bring Liulang to eat dinner.

After returning home, Hemai spent the entire day sitting uneasily on the stove. She did not know when Liulang would return, and since she cooked early, it was not new to eat when it was cold. If it was too late, Liulang would not be able to eat anything already and he would still need to starve for a while.

Hemai decided to save the lunch break, and set all the ingredients aside. As long as Liulang comes back, it would be fine to cook them quickly.

In her heart, she hoped for Yang Liulang to return earlier, but the more she thought about it, the slower the time passed.

It was still quiet on the mountainside when he returned from the previous day and the sky turned dark. Not a single person could be seen.

Didn't he say that he would be back in a day and a half? Why aren't you coming back? Could it be that he had been entangled by a wild beast?

Hemai was not able to stand, but in just a few days, she was able to control her emotions.

When she was full, she rolled around Hemai's feet. After she took a stroll, she took a whiff of it, but Hemai was still concerned about it. She lit the lamp and wiped the table in the kitchen, paying attention to the movements outside the courtyard.

The first person to hear the voice outside the door was still the Blacky.

The Blacky's ears twitched, and quickly dashed out the door, her small and round body becoming like a ball.

Hemai also heard the noises coming from outside the courtyard. She put down the basket and rushed out.

Outside the courtyard, the tall Yang Liulang was carrying a deer like prey on his shoulder and a few wild rabbits were hanging around his waist. He was hurriedly heading inside the house.

"You're back!" The stone in Hemai's heart that was uneasy was finally put down and she heaved a sigh of relief.

"Yes, I'm back." Yang Liulang replied warmly.

In the dark of the night, Yang Liulang's expression could not be seen clearly. From his footsteps, it seemed that he was still spirited, but his tone still carried a lot of exhaustion.

Yang Liulang was taking the prey off of the stove house entrance, so Hemai quickly used his hand to grab the broken pieces of the tree that was tied to his body.

All three rabbits were dead, and a pheasant was piled up beside them.

Waiting for the Deer on his back to take off the prey she was looking at, Hemai tried it out and could not help but click her tongue. This Lu could weigh at least a hundred or two hundred kilograms!

"This isn't a deer," Yang Liulang said as he wiped away the sweat on his forehead. He seemed to have seen through Hemai's misconception, "It's not that easy to catch deer in the mountains.

"So it's a deer," Hemai exclaimed in realization, then looked at the dark Yang Liulang's face, "Are you tired out? Come in and have a rest. We'll have dinner soon. "

"Alright," Yang Liulang nodded and entered the room.

A small oil lamp had just been lit, and hot water and hot tea were already prepared on the table, along with a wet handkerchief for wiping off sweat.

Yang Liulang held the bowl of hot water and slowly sipped.

Two days of fatigue and thirst had all disappeared after returning to the small courtyard. Men were working outside toiling. In the end, wasn't the thing that most relieved them of their fatigue a hot bowl of rice soup when they returned home?

And what was more comforting than this was the woman's gentle and soft smile.

Separated by a window, Yang Liulang looked at the figure that was busy in the kitchen, and smiled with satisfaction.

He thought, it's good to have Hemai at home.

As dinner was served, Hemai didn't even have time to eat before she hurriedly went to boil a hot water bath.

Yang Liulang held her hands down, "Don't be busy, I will take care of the work later. Sit down. "

He had not seen Hemai for two days and his heart was very concerned about him. Seeing this smiling face, he didn't want to see her in a hurry. It was already good enough for them to sit down together and have a meal together.

Hemai obeyed and sat down. Then, Yang Liulang let go of his hands.

The two of them carried the bowl with them, Hemai scooped up a spoonful of hot porridge and pushed it in front of Yang Liulang.

"Drink a bowl of porridge first to warm your stomach," Hemai said softly. "This porridge with sweet potatoes and soybeans is very good for your intestines."

"Mn," Yang Liulang took a sip, remembered another thing, and asked: "Didn't we run out of rice at home?"

"Grandma gave it to me." Hemai said gently, "Is the taste alright?"

Yang Liulang nodded, "The porridge you cook is excellent, so it's naturally good."

"You told me that you would only be back in a day and a half. You came back so late today. Did you run into some trouble on the mountain?" Hemai asked.

But she had been worrying about him all day, so she did not want to tell Yang Liulang about it.

Yang Liulang shook his head, and laughed: "It's not some trouble, but some good stuff."

"Good thing?" Hemai did not understand.