The original Yang Cailan wanted to give the money to Yang Ping so that he could get medical treatment and marry a wife. However, the series of actions by her adoptive parents, coupled with her brother's inability to stop them, caused the original Yang Cailan to completely despair. She would rather die than take out the gold. In the end, it was because of hatred! She hated the oppression of her adoptive parents and her brother's cowardice.
Although Qing Lian could cultivate her human form, she still could not understand the complex emotions of human beings. In her opinion, if she liked it, she should do it. If she did not like it, she should give up. There was nothing to be conflicted about! She promised the original Yang Cailan that she would treat Yang Ping better, but only a little. After all, the original Yang Cailan had no desire to live anymore. There was nothing else she could do.
Liu Baishan felt a little uncomfortable when he heard Yang Cailan's words, especially when he saw Yang Cailan's expression that was begging for praise. He really did not know what to say.
"Keep this to yourself. Don't tell anyone except me! If anything happens, this is your capital to settle down!" said Liu Baishan. He was defeated by Yang Cailan's innocent gaze. He was not sure how long he could live. If he went back in the field this time, the gold would be Yang Cailan's future support. A woman could not survive without money and her family support.
Yang Cailan did not know what Liu Baishan was thinking. She only thought that Liu Baishan was not a bad guy, at least he was not greedy for money. The old Taoists had said that people who were not greedy for money did not have bad characters. From the looks of it, she was even more certain that she was going to rely on Liu Baishan.
"I will definitely keep them by my side. This is my dowry. In the future, we will rely on them to support us." said Yang Cailan.
Along the way, Yang Cailan was chattering non-stop, which made Liu Baishan, who was used to loneliness, a little absent-minded. He thought, 'Is this what an ordinary life feels like? I did not dare to think about it, nor did I dare to ask for it.'
Liu Baishan thought for a moment and whispered, "When you see my parents later, don't say anything. If they reacted badly, just pretend that you didn't see them. I'll take care of them."
Yang Cailan nodded, "I understand. I'm counting on you, hubby!"
Liu Baishan was speechless. He said, "Just call me Liu Baishan! Besides, what era is it now?"
Yang Cailan tilted her head and looked at Liu Baishan. She said, "Calling you by your name feels so distant. I'm your wife, so can I call you Shan Shan?"
Liu Baishan exclaimed, "No way! It feels so girlish!"
Yang Cailan was a little disappointed. She thought calling Liu Baishan "Shan Shan" sounded good. Since he wanted her to address him in full name then it shall be it.
As the two of them were talking, they had unknowingly arrived at Tranquil Village. Suddenly, someone saw Liu Baishan and exclaimed, "Shan? You're back?!"
The one who called out was an old man. He had a smile on his face, and the wrinkles on his face were piled up.
Liu Baishan greeted the old man, "Yes, Old Mister. It's me. Where are you going?"
The old man grinned and said, "I have nothing better to do, so I'm going to the back of the mountain for a stroll."
After chatting for a while, the old man finally asked about Yang Cailan and laughed mockingly, "Shan, is this your wife?"
Liu Baishan glanced at Yang Cailan, who was blushing. He did not know when she had become like that. He thought, 'Why is she so shy? Why didn't she blush when she kissed me earlier?'
"Yes, you're right!" Liu Baishan admitted it.
Yang Cailan narrowed her eyes happily and greeted, "Hello, sir!"
The crisp sound made the old man laugh heartily. He said, "Then go home quickly. Your parents must be waiting for you!"
Liu Baishan responded and brought Yang Cailan home. Before they reached home, they heard the laughter at home. As Liu Baishan pushed open the door and brought Yang Cailan in, everyone in the courtyard looked over. When they saw Liu Baishan, Liu Baishan's mother, Shui Xian, immediately ran to her son and hugged him excitedly. She said, "My son, you're finally back!"
Every time Liu Baishan came back, his mother would do that, but he was still not used to it. He greeted, "Mother, I'm home!"
Shui Xian immediately started crying. Her son had always been in the army and they only saw each other once every few years. She hugged him and cried for a long time before wiping the corners of her eyes with her sleeve. She said somewhat embarrassedly, "I'm too happy and can't control myself. Quickly, come in…"
However, before Shui Xian could finish her sentence, she finally looked up and saw her son's face clearly. Then, she was stunned.
''That long scar from the end of his left eye, across the bridge of his nose, to the corner of his right mouth. He almost lost his eye…'
At the thought of that, her tears fell again.
"My son, are you injured anywhere else?" Shui Xian asked.