Many people had a rough night sleeping, including Madam Rong, of course.
She had practically spent the night with her eyes open.
If her daughter hadn’t insisted on sending her to bed, she would have sat up all night in the living room.
The next day, before dawn, she got up.
Worried about disturbing her daughter, she tiptoed to the kitchen...
Qin Yu got up a bit after dawn, which, considering it was the dead of winter, was still quite early.
After getting up, he went to wash his face and brush his teeth.
This noise startled Madam Rong, who was cooking in the kitchen. She came out of the kitchen and, seeing the person sweeping the yard, quickly said, "Yu, why are you up so early? It’s snowing, you shouldn’t sweep the yard."
True enough, it had started to snow.
It was such a cold day, and this child was still so diligent. It made Madam Rong’s heart ache for his sensibleness.
"Auntie, it’s fine. I warm up as I sweep, I’m not cold at all. Don’t worry about me, let me sweep."
Seeing that Qin Yu wouldn’t listen to her advice, Madam Rong simply pulled him away.
Qin Yu looked at his hand being held. He felt uncomfortable but didn’t pull away.
"All right, stay inside. If you really can’t sit still, then help Auntie with the fire. Don’t stay outside in this freezing weather."
This overt concern was something Qin Yu had never felt before. After a slight pause, he nodded, "... Okay."
Madam Rong said, "I’ve made some plain porridge this morning and steamed some meat buns. Eat several in a little while."
Working could help her stop overthinking things.
Qin Yu had only been here for less than two days and had eaten so well at every meal. Naturally, he felt uneasy and immediately said, "Auntie, actually a simple breakfast would be enough. There’s no need for such good food."
He hadn’t eaten a single meat bun in a year, and now he could almost eat them whenever he wanted, which made him feel incredibly guilty.
"You’re too considerate, child. It’s okay! There’s plenty of grains and meat at home. Eat if you want, no need to hold back. While you’re here, we should nourish your body. You don’t need to overthink."
Qin Yu: ...
He was not good with words, so he didn’t know how to persuade her.
It was unfortunate he had no money. If he had, he could have given some to Auntie.
This reminded him of the two yuan stolen at the railway station the day before last, and the more he thought about it, the more it hurt...
Madam Rong wanted to say more, but just as she was about to speak, she heard noise from outside and her eyes lit up, "It seems like your sister-in-law is outside..."
She quickly walked outside and indeed saw her daughter had come out.
She hurriedly asked, "Daughter, is your father... still alive?"
Rong Yan yawned, looking like she had just woken up, "Mom, my dad is fine. I’m going to wash my face."
Madam Rong, somewhat incredulous, needed to confirm, so she asked again, "Your dad is really fine?"
"He’s really fine. He made it through the critical period last night, his life is no longer in danger. Now it’s just recovery treatment. He should be healed before I go back."
Madam Rong, relieved to hear her husband’s life was safe, quickly clasped her hands together, "God bless!"
Rong Yan: ...
She was the one who had saved him.
Alright! It really was a blessing from God then. If it weren’t for God... she wouldn’t have come here, wouldn’t have her golden finger, or if she had arrived a few days later, not even a supreme deity could have saved him.
Indeed, she should thank God.
"I’m going to wash my face and brush my teeth." She could only enter her space once a day; she couldn’t waste it on something trivial like washing up.
"Hey, go get ready, we’ll eat in a bit." Madam Rong’s heart ached seeing the deep fatigue on her daughter’s face, it seemed that her daughter had a rough night yesterday.



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