Raccoon dog

  "Heh heh..."

  A silvery, melodious laughter echoes through the air, as if the wind has scattered willow catkins, filling the air with fluttering petals. Pure and white, soft as cotton candy, sweetly fragrant.

  Such a scene is so beautiful, it's dizzying Su Sanmo Yu's usual calm and collected eyes.

  Su San was carrying a blood-stained robe on his shoulder, with some bloodstains on the dark-colored robe. His face remained stern and unyielding, like a ghostly axe carving, monotonous to the point of being old-fashioned. He was drawn in by that overly carefree and clear laughter, shocked by that overly beautiful and harmonious scene. The malicious words and arrogant behavior he had once thought were now presented before him in such a beautiful posture. At this moment, he couldn't tell whether it was indifference or unexpectedness.

  Su San's eyes, like black jade, flashed lightly, and then she stepped into the courtyard with big strides.

  Anwen heard a noise and slightly turned her head, then saw Su San walking over with a blood-stained robe slung over his shoulder.

  "You're back."

  Her calm and elegant eyes looked at Su San, even facing Su San's terrifying left face, without any abnormality.

  Su San, however, was unmoved and directly walked past An Yan, carrying his robe into the kitchen.

  "Auntie, why does your husband seem so fierce?"

  Chubby moved slightly in An Yan's arms, her big eyes flickered lightly, and she stretched out a finger to nibble on it, looking very worried.

  Looking at the chubby little big man's appearance, An Yan was truly moved by his cuteness.

  "What a lovely bun! Don't worry about it, your uncle-in-law was born with that expression. He's not unhappy, look at him, he's always like this every day!"

  Having heard An Yan's persuasion, Pang Ya nodded in sudden realization.

  "Really? I thought Uncle was always unhappy. So, it's just his natural disposition. Poor Uncle, I'll be nicer to him from now on."

  The chubby little friend was saying something with a serious face, but it actually amused An Yan so much that she couldn't help but feel delighted in her heart.

  "Fat girl plays here by herself, Auntie goes to the kitchen to help."

  "Hmm, Fatou will take care of herself."

  Chubby immediately puffed out her small chest and put on a reassuring expression.

  Looking at such a small and frail child, yet with such an understanding demeanor, An Wen suddenly felt a pang of tenderness in her heart. Even as just an outsider, a bystander, she couldn't help but be slightly moved by this display of maturity and premature wisdom.

  She smiled lightly and peacefully, with warm gentleness in her elegant eyes, and praised the young girl standing in the courtyard: "Hua is so clever."

  Upon hearing this, the girl who had just been so proper and well-behaved suddenly became shy and bashful, once again lowering her head and twisting her clothes in embarrassment.

  She smiled slightly and went into the kitchen.

  Not even close yet, I heard a low voice coming from inside the kitchen, with a hint of surprise in the tone.

  "Su San, you went out early today to pawn your coat, didn't you? That's great! This coat can be sold for over 30 wen, which is a good start."

  When she heard this, An Yan's footsteps suddenly became a bit slow. If the sale of Zhu Ye Qing was a wound in the hearts of the Bai family, then the debt of ten taels of silver was a heavy mountain pressing down on the Bai family, weighing heavily and uneasily, with unknown worries. An Yan had always thought that she was actually a selfish person, only considering herself and those around her who cared about her. Only when it was within her power would she help others. But in most cases, she would consider herself first. Just like the current situation, if she just told the Bai family that she was no longer Tang Jin Xiu, wouldn't they be able to avoid this unnecessary disaster?

  But if she said it, how would she herself end up? The life she had just managed to obtain might be snuffed out in an instant. Would the Bai family take her for a monster and burn her at the stake? Even if one were to assume that the Bai family was benevolent and she would come to no harm, they would never help her pay off her debt again under these circumstances. So after much deliberation, she chose this approach instead.

  She was new to the place and didn't know anyone, she basically had no ability to survive on her own. Moreover, if it weren't for the Bai family's protection at this moment, she might have been burned to death or thrown into prison, all of which were very likely to happen. She never underestimated any unfamiliar environment, as unknown dangers might be lurking within.

  Her hand, which was originally supporting the kitchen door frame, unconsciously tightened at this moment, and her fingernails were deeply embedded in the wall. The Bai family's house was made of earth, and under An Yan's force, a lot of mud fell off with a rustling sound.

  She suddenly came back to her senses, her face pale and bewildered, with a deep sense of helplessness and sighs flashing in her elegant eyes like the evening mist.

  "Jincai, don't you feel uncomfortable?"

  Xiu Niang and Su San had just finished speaking, and the two were about to go to the courtyard together to deal with the cloak. As soon as they walked out of the kitchen door, they saw An Yan leaning against the corner of the wall, his face pale with a hint of green, and his eyes seemed to be hiding a thin layer of mist, looking dazed and helpless.

  Although Xiuniang was thoughtful and clever, she had always maintained a detached attitude towards Anyan's words. However, the relationship still existed, and Tang Jinxiu was after all Bai An's cousin, so although she didn't trust Tang Jinxiu, she would definitely care about her.

  An Yan suddenly lifted her head, and the complex emotions in her eyes instantly disappeared. In an instant, it was as if the clouds had dispersed and the rain had cleared, leaving only a deep stillness in those beautiful eyes that seemed like a serene lake. An Yan smiled gently at Xiū Niáng, her smile warm and gentle like a spring breeze, as if everything that had just happened was just an illusion.

  "Second Auntie, I'm fine, I was just thinking about something."

  What's going on? This reason is a bit far-fetched, but Xiūniáng didn't pursue it further.

  An Yan glanced at Xiu Niang and said in a soft voice: "Jin Xi has something to ask San Biao."

  "It doesn't matter what it is."

  It's rare to see Tang Jinxiu being so gentle and polite, Xiumiang found it somewhat hard to get used to for a while, and her eyes still flashed with an uncontrollable hint of unusual color.

  "It's like this, I saw a secret recipe for bamboo leaf green in an old book before. So today I'm thickening my skin to ask Third Auntie to give Jinyu a jar of White Family's bamboo leaf green and let Jinyu try it."

  Xiūniáng couldn't help but look at ān yán seriously, secretly pondering the truth of his words. However, regardless of whether what he said was true or not, this jar of zhūyè qīng wine had to be given. After all, the other party had even thickened their skin to say it out loud, if she didn't give it, then that would make her seem inhumane. Moreover, looking at the other party's gentle and shallow smile, Xiūniáng suddenly felt a surge of expectation in her heart. Maybe, something miraculous really would happen? But as soon as this thought appeared, she immediately negated it. She secretly laughed at herself, wondering if the recent events had been too much, causing her to have such extravagant hopes.