The Humble Family's Daughter Has A Spatial Pocket!-Chapter 922 - 790, Contentment

Having gotten married, Yan Wentao and Yan Wenkai spent more time at home, and with the addition of two new daughters-in-law, the house suddenly became much livelier, which pleased Old Madam Yan greatly.

After Yan Wenkai’s grand wedding, the Li Family moved out of the Yan residence and into their own purchased home.

"Your eldest uncle and second uncle want to open several shops in Beijing selling specialties from the south. Once the shops are up and running, they plan to leave your third cousin in charge in Beijing and return to Zhongzhou themselves."

Inside the Daohua Pavilion, while organizing Daohua’s dowry list, Madam Li talked to Daohua.

Daohua, her head bowed as she embroidered Xiao Yeyang’s wedding robe, nodded and said, "Eldest uncle and second uncle have their plans."

Madam Li shook her head and sighed, "It’s a pity, Yi Le doesn’t think highly of your third cousin. The assets of your uncle’s family are substantial; marrying into their family, she would live a life free of worry about food and clothing. Now that your third cousin is staying alone in Beijing without his in-laws to look after him, it’s such a comfortable household she doesn’t want. I’d like to see what kind of person she’d choose."

"Your father told me to help her pick a groom from among the lower ranks of officials, but apart from those in the lucrative posts at the Governor’s Office, which of the officials aren’t living tightly?"

"That girl Yi Le is nothing like Yi Shuang—steady and sensible, only caring about appearances. She’ll have a hard time in the future."

Daohua looked up, "Mother, weren’t second brother and sister-in-law here? When it’s time to find a match for fourth sister, involve sister-in-law and let her participate fully; there are some things she can say more easily than you."

Madam Li smiled, "Even if you hadn’t mentioned it, I would have done so. I certainly don’t want to be blamed by your second uncle and aunty one day for all my efforts bearing no good fruit."

Daohua moved her neck to relieve the stiffness, stood up, and poured a cup of tea for Madam Li, "Mother, I heard that father has visitors today?"

Madam Li nodded, "It’s the Feng Jiajiu from the Imperial College."

Daohua was puzzled, "How did father come to associate with the Feng Family?"

Madam Li replied, "Isn’t your eldest brother working with Feng Hao at the Hanlin Academy? Feng Jiajiu is Feng Hao’s uncle, and they’ve gotten to know each other through interactions."

When speaking of Feng Hao, Madam Li couldn’t help but recall his mother and their unpleasant last encounter, causing the smile on her face to fade a bit.

"Feng Jiajiu is profoundly learned, and your father has always enjoyed associating with refined and scholarly people. They’ve met several times at other people’s gatherings and hit it off quite well."

"Besides, your cousin Sister Zixuan is married into a side branch of the Feng Family, so our family is somewhat related to the Fengs. Feng Jiajiu even came for your fourth brother’s wedding. Now, during the time off, your father has invited him over to the house."

If she were to say, she truly didn’t want much to do with the Feng Family.

She couldn’t help it; the impression Feng Hao’s mother left on her was indeed not good.

Daohua also remembered the previous attempt by her eldest brother and sister-in-law to match her with Feng Hao. Although it was a bit uncomfortable for her, she didn’t say anything since she wouldn’t have much contact with the Feng Family anyway.

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In the blink of an eye, it was November, and the weather grew colder.

Having finished the last stitch, Daohua rubbed her hands and approached the charcoal brazier. Gazing out at the snowflakes swirling outside, she stamped her feet and said, "The winter here in Beijing is much colder than Zhongzhou."

Turning to Bi Shi, she asked, "Have the winter supplies for Master been fully prepared?"

Bi Shi laughed, "Miss, rest assured, with Dongli and Caiju looking after him, the old master won’t catch a chill."

Daohua nodded, then inquired, "Has the Prince gone to Four Seasons Manor again this month?"

Bi Shi replied, "The day I went, the Prince was there. I heard from the steward that he even took a hot spring bath with the old master; also, the old Prince was there. When I left, I saw the old master was in high spirits."

Daohua felt reassured, "That’s good." She was getting married at the beginning of next month, so she really couldn’t run around outside this month.

After a while, as the snow lessened, Daohua had Bi Shi hold an umbrella, planning to visit Old Madam Yan for lunch.

Approaching the courtyard door, Daohua heard laughter from inside and her mouth immediately curved into a smile, "Grandmother must be playing cards with the sisters-in-law."

With that, she stepped toward the courtyard door.

However, at that moment, laughter from several men reached her ears.

The voices were unfamiliar to Daohua, so she withdrew the foot she had stepped forward and turned to the doorkeeper, "Do we have visitors?"

The doorkeeper replied with a smile, "The eldest young master has brought the cousin-in-law, along with several sons from the Feng Family, to pay their respects to Old Madam. Right now, they’re roasting venison and eating with the madams and young ladies under the gazebo."

Upon hearing this, Daohua immediately gave up the idea of entering, "If grandmother asks about me later, tell her I’ve already been here." Saying so, and tightening her cloak around her, she left amidst the falling snowflakes.

In the courtyard, Yan Wenjie sat beside Yan Wenxiu, occasionally breaking into a laugh in agreement.

On this trip to Beijing, he truly felt for the first time that, without realizing it, the second branch of the Yan Family had been left far behind by both the first and the third branches.

It wasn’t just his eldest brother, but his third and fourth brothers as well—he couldn’t compare to them at all.

Watching Yan Wenxiu chatting away merrily, Yan Wenjie’s gaze grew dimmer, and the feeling in his heart became increasingly bitter. Just then, his wife cast a concerned glance his way.

Yan Wenjie felt a warmth in his heart, smiled at Zhu Qiyun, indicating that he was fine, and then rejoined the lively conversation.

People always pay attention to the winner, and Feng Hao, along with the two sons from the Feng Family’s Master of Ceremonies, were quite perfunctory towards him; therefore, his enthusiasm wasn’t very high.

But in order not to worry his wife, he still made an effort to blend in.

Because his mind wasn’t entirely focused, Yan Wenjie caught a glimpse of a white cloak that had suddenly flitted past the entrance of the courtyard.

A pure white fox-fur cloak—only his eldest sister had one in the family.

Yan Wenjie thought of how since the onset of winter, his wife had been worried about her younger brother’s health, considered it for a moment, said something to Yan Wenxiu, and quickly left the courtyard.

"Eldest sister!"

Hearing the call from behind her, Daohua couldn’t help but stop and turn around to see that it was Yan Wenjie: "Second brother."

Yan Wenjie quickly approached Daohua: "Eldest sister, why didn’t you come into the courtyard just now? Grandmother was mentioning you earlier."

Daohua smiled and said, "There were guests present, and I didn’t have time to entertain them. In that case, it’s better not to show up at all."

Yan Wenjie nodded with a smile: "That’s true."

Looking at Yan Wenjie who had become more mature and stable, Daohua smiled and asked, "Second brother, is there something you need?"

Yan Wenjie’s face showed a hint of embarrassment: "Eldest sister, the medicinal herbs produced on your manor are of excellent quality, and I was hoping to buy some from you."

Daohua hastily asked, "Is the second brother feeling unwell?"

Yan Wenjie shook his head: "No, it’s not me, it’s... your sister-in-law’s brother. He is frail, and gets sick every winter. He needs to take medicine to keep his health."

Daohua smiled and said, "So that’s it. Then second brother, just give me your sister-in-law’s brother’s prescription."

Hearing Daohua agree so readily, Yan Wenjie instantly smiled: "Thank you, eldest sister."

Daohua shook her head with a smile: "Second brother, you’re being too formal. We are family, if there’s anything you need, just ask. I’ll definitely help if I can."

Yan Wenjie’s eyes flashed slightly, and he nodded with a smile.

Watching Daohua walk away, Yan Wenjie let out a long sigh. Qiyun was right; as long as it wasn’t too much, both his uncle and aunt, as well as his eldest brother and eldest sister from the main branch, actually took good care of the second branch.

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When Yan Wenjie saw Zhu Qiyun, he hurried over: "It’s snowing, why did you come out?"

Zhu Qiyun brushed off the snowflakes from Yan Wenjie’s shoulder: "I saw you weren’t coming back for a long time, thought something was up, so I wanted to come out and check."

Yan Wenjie knew his wife was worried about him, and smiled: "Eldest sister just came by. When we get back to the room, write down the prescription your brother usually takes and send it to Daohua Pavilion. The medicinal herbs that eldest sister has are much better than what’s available outside."

Upon hearing this, Zhu Qiyun’s eyes immediately filled with smiles.

Her husband had been somewhat resentful for not having been able to attend the Wangyue Academy with his eldest brother and his third and fourth brothers during his childhood. Now, for her sake, he had taken the initiative to ask eldest sister for help, which made her very happy.

"Alright, I’ll write it as soon as I get back."

Yan Wenjie grasped Zhu Qiyun’s hand tightly and led her back.

Nearing the entrance to the courtyard and hearing the laughter inside, all of Yan Wenjie’s dissatisfaction suddenly vanished.

He was fortunate, inside, to have married a wife who considered everything on his behalf; outside, to have the support of his uncle and brothers. Compared to others, he already had more than enough.

It was time to be content!