The Humble Family's Daughter Has A Spatial Pocket! novel Chapter 22

Chapter 22: Chapter 20, Acting l

Translator: 549690339

After arriving in Linyi County, Daohua finally settled down with her parents.

Though life was not as carefree as when she was in the Yan Family village, it was still quite warm and cozy.

Perhaps out of guilt for not raising their eldest daughter by their side since childhood, both Madam Li and Yan Zhigao were very kind to Daohua.

On the tenth day after their arrival, Yan Zhiyuan and Yan Zhiqiang came back.

In the main courtyard, left wing room.

“Your second uncle and third uncle, having waited a long time for you without any news, worried that something had happened to you on the road, so they proposed to go and meet you. Unfortunately, they missed you.”

As Madam Li spoke to Daohua with a smile about the reason the two brothers were not around, she inserted a delicate beaded flower into Daohua’s hair. After fixing it in place, she pulled Daohua up and looked at her with a satisfied face for a while.

To this, Daohua was quite helpless.

It seemed that every mother liked dressing up their daughter.

These days, almost daily, Madam Li personally inquired about her dressing and adornment.

Seeing her daughter neatly dressed, Madam Li said with a motherly smile, “Come, accompany mom to the old lady’s courtyard to greet your second and third uncles.¹‘

As soon as the mother and daughter arrived at Songhe Courtyard, they heard someone sobbing loudly.

“Mother, it is my filial failure that has caused you to suffer.”

In the main room, Yan Zhiyuan was kneeling on the ground, clutching the legs of the elderly Madam Yan, crying bitterly.

And the honest and sincere Yan Zhiqiang stood on the side, with his eyes reddened, watching his mother.

Upon entering and witnessing this scene, Daohua immediately felt an urge to facepalm.

Her honest third uncle, ah, why not step forward and show some filial piety!

Look at the second uncle, his tears and snot mixed together, showing such filial devotion and longing for his mother!

And him, just standing there watching, what’s the meaning of that?

If one didn’t know better, they might think he didn’t care for his own mother at all.

“Mother, after leaving Linyi County, I have been searching along the main roads toward the provincial city, asking around everywhere, sparing no inn or temple for rest, but still, I wasn’t able to find you. I am incompetent!”

Yan Zhiyuan, sobbing as he spoke, detailed all the things he had done along the way, his physical exhaustion and inner urgency narrated with even greater care.

Whether intentionally or not, during this time, he only mentioned himself and did not bring up Yan Zhiqiang at all.

The elderly Madam Yan, deeply moved, personally wiped the tears and snot from Yan Zhiyuan’s face.

Daohua watched with a look of admiration.

What a picture of motherly kindness and filial piety!

If it weren’t for her dear third uncle standing there like a fool, she might have been moved by the deep emotions between the mother and son.

It was time for a real acting performance!

Daohua let go of Madam Li, pinched her own thigh hard, and in an instant, her almond eyes were filled with a mist of tears. Then she quickly ran to Yan Zhiqiang and called out affectionately with a sobbing voice, “Third Uncle, Daohua missed you so much.”

These words broke the moment of motherly kindness and filial piety, and both the elderly Madam Yan and Yan Zhiyuan paused, turning their heads to look at the ignored Yan Zhiqiang.

The others in the room were also startled and turned their gazes uniformly in that direction.

There, Daohua, with her arms around Yan Zhiqiang’s arm and her eyes brimming with tears, said, “Third Uncle, how did you become so thin? We’ve only been apart for less than two months. Haven’t you been eating well and sleeping well?”

Upon hearing this, some people’s faces in the room began to look a little strange.

Seeing Daohua looking at him with such concern, Yan Zhiqiang was very happy, feeling that his niece’s affection was well-placed. He reached out and rubbed her head, laughing, “Third Uncle is fine. I’ll gain it back in a couple of days.”

Daohua squeezed out a few pear-shaped tears, “I know Third Uncle must have been exhausted from going to meet Grandmother, me, and big brother. Tonight, Daohua will make you some dumpling soup.”

Yan Zhiqiang’s dark cheeks burst into a smile immediately, “That’s great, you’ll have to make a lot because Third Uncle has a big appetite and can eat a lot.” “Me too, me too!”

Yan Wenhui, who was only 6 years old this year, looking quite robust, rushed over, looking up at his big sister, “Sis, Wenhui also wants to have dumpling soup.”

Daohua smiled and tapped the little guy’s head, “Don’t worry, our adorable Wenhui won’t be left out.”