"Mrs. Liang, you're awake, how do you feel?" Ye Youran took out a cowhide bag of water with a smile, handed it to her mouth, and asked her to take a few sips to moisten her throat.

Mrs. Liang felt that her body and bones had never been lighter.

Breathe clearly.

Energetic.

Not a trace of lingering.

Feel comfortable all over.

She held Ye Youran's hand excitedly, "Niece-in-law, my illness is cured. My breathing no longer hurts and is very smooth, just like before the injury. Please tell me quickly, is my illness cured?"

"Okay, my master said that your illness is completely cured. From now on, you can run and jump as you like. It will be fine."

Mrs. Liang turned her head and looked around, but did not see her benefactor. "Xiaoyou, where is your master?"

"gone."

Where did the master come from?

It's just a pot.

When something happens to her, she will let her out for a walk.

"It's so fast, but I haven't even seen my benefactor yet." Mrs. Liang's face was full of pity, but thinking that the master had a weird temper, she said nothing more.

But my heart is still filled with gratitude.

"Since your master has left, I will personally send the thank you gift to Ye Zhai, and you can accept it on your master's behalf. Don't be polite to your aunt, otherwise, your aunt will be angry."

Mrs. Liang kept a straight face and pretended to be angry.

Ye Youran naturally did not refuse.

Good things were delivered to her door, and she refused to offend others. It was not like her forehead was squeezed by the door.

"Auntie, you get up first, and we'll go down the mountain first."

Mrs. Liang had been lying down for a month, and her body was not stiff. She stood up like a normal person and was led down the mountain by Ye Youran.

The two of them walked down the mountain, and when they reached the middle of the mountain, they saw the carriage coming to pick them up.

Next to the carriage, three tall and handsome men, one old and two young, were sitting on the roadside, lighting a fire and roasting some pheasants.

These three people were none other than Wei Zijin, Liang Youqian, and Mrs. Liang's husband Liang Yikun.

Wei Zijin saw his little girl at a glance. He smiled slightly, stood up, and strode towards her, "Ran Ran, are you tired? Do you want me to carry you?"

"No, you need to help my aunt get on the carriage and have a rest."

"No need to support me. My illness has recovered and my internal strength has returned. Walking on this mountainous road will not tire me at all." Mrs. Liang waved her hand boldly.

Liang Yikun, who was a step late, had bright eyes and said, "Madam, have you recovered from your illness?"

"Well, everything is fine."

Mrs. Liang looked at her husband, her eyes full of affection, "From now on, I will never hold you back again."

"Whatever nonsense you are talking about, your illness is all because of saving me, because I have suffered you all these years." Liang Yikun stretched out his hand and held his wife's hand tightly.

But suddenly he discovered that his wife's hands were as white and tender as a girl's.

Looking carefully at my wife's face, I see that the wrinkles are gone, and the skin is thinner and whiter. It's as if my wife has returned to her 1920s and is ten years younger all of a sudden.

"Idiot, what are you looking at?"

An old married couple for more than 20 years, no matter how thick-skinned Mrs. Liang was, she could not withstand her husband's affectionate gaze. Her face turned red and she said coquettishly, "There are still juniors here. You want to watch." , go home and show you enough."

"Hahaha, mom is right, dad likes to watch. When you get home, once the door is closed, let dad watch as much as he wants."

Liang Youqian's yawning voice came from the side.

Evoking glares from the couple.
Chapter completed!