Although she just learned about Li Chuntao’s little scheme, Yang Xiaocui’s mood was still quite good.

Because Yang Dong had sent her a boiled egg, which meant Yang Dong was starting to care about her.

It seemed that her efforts these past few days were not in vain.

She believed in Yang Dong’s character, and since they were already engaged, he wouldn’t be swayed by others.

As long as Li Chuntao didn’t cause trouble, everything would be fine.

In the past few days, she subtly hinted to Li Chuntao, if she had any dignity, she would tactfully leave. She was now looking forward to Li Chuntao leaving so she could find a chance to ask when she would leave Yang Family Village.

With such thoughts in her mind, she kept busy with chores at home, and when the children went outside to play, she ate the boiled egg Yang Dong had given her.

She also made sure to destroy all traces of the eggshell.

Eating the egg, she felt it was delicious, the soft texture was so delightful that she was reluctant to swallow. But to prevent others at home from finding out, she quickly finished the entire egg, not feeling it was dry at all.

Eggs were a rare treat in the countryside. Every family was reluctant to eat them. If anyone had a hen that laid eggs, they would save them to sell in town, yet the Yang family ate boiled eggs every day.

Thinking about how she could eat boiled eggs every day in the future, she couldn’t help but smile. If she could get married, she might be able to eat even better things than eggs every day. She really wanted to leave her current home and marry quickly.

She couldn’t stay idle at home. After cleaning the kitchen, she had to tidy the house and do laundry for more than ten family members. Once the laundry was done, it was time to prepare lunch. Her mother had already set aside the food for each meal, so there was no room for her to make more. The whole family just had that much to eat at each meal.

After finishing the meal, she, like always, took a basket and, together with Yang Dabao, went to the field to deliver food to the family.

On the way, they ran into the son of her third great-uncle’s niece, essentially a distant relative, Yang Daniu. The reason Yang Family Village was called Yang Family Village was that there were many people with the surname Yang. Everyone was somewhat related, though often just distantly, like a relative of a relative.

"Brother Daniu."

"Uncle Daniu."

Yang Xiaocui and Yang Dabao greeted him. Yang Daniu, upon seeing them, revealed an indescribable smile and said, "Dabao, I have something to discuss with your aunt. You go ahead and wait up ahead."

Yang Dabao was still a child, only ten years old, and didn’t think much about what the adults said. He ran ahead to wait.

With only Yang Xiaocui left, she stood there somewhat puzzled. This Yang Daniu was not familiar with their family, and they rarely interacted. So why was he suddenly looking for her, and what did he want to say?

Seeing that Yang Dabao had run ahead, Yang Daniu stepped forward and leaned close to Yang Xiaocui, speaking in a voice only the two of them could hear, "If you don’t want people to know you were pretending to faint, go to Nanshan tomorrow morning."

Hearing this, Yang Xiaocui’s eyes widened instantly. How did someone know about her pretending to faint?

Could it be that someone from her family had told? Or did someone see it at the time? But she had acted perfectly, never opening her eyes, not even when Yang Dong dragged her or when Yang Dong’s second sister-in-law pulled her. She had never opened her eyes.