Dressed as a farmer's widow, she brought her daughter to stock up on food and reached the top

Jindan quietly opened the window and waved to Qingfeng. Then, she tilted her head and imitated Huahua, arranging her hair bun towards Tiedan. Tiedan understood what she meant and picked up the leaf in his hand and stuck it on Jindan's head, indicating what Qingfeng should do.

Yang Qingfeng, who was in the yard, saw this scene and suddenly realized what was going on. A smile appeared on his face, and he walked forward gently, carefully inserting the velvet flower in his hand into Huahua's bun.

Huahua lowered her head slightly, gently holding the silk handkerchief in her hand. She slowly turned her head, looked at Yang Qingfeng with a smile, and asked softly, "Does it look good?"

Yang Qingfeng's cheeks flushed slightly, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously raised, revealing a bright smile: "It looks good, really good."

He seemed to remember something, and hurriedly took out the dragon and phoenix bracelet that Xiuying had given him from his arms and gently put it on Huahua.

Huahua's eyes fell on the exquisite dragon and phoenix pattern on the bracelet. A hint of surprise flashed in her eyes. She raised her head slightly and looked at Yang Qingfeng, "Did you choose this?"

Yang Qingfeng remembered Xiuying's previous instructions and nodded quickly, with a hint of nervousness in his tone: "Well, I chose it. Do you like it?"

Huahua lowered her head even lower, a shy blush appearing on her face. She gently turned her wrist, staring intently at the bracelet on her wrist, "As long as it's what you choose, I like it."

Yang Qingfeng hesitated for a moment, his face showing some confusion and uneasiness, and hesitantly asked, "Huahua, I...I want to ask, are you willing to endure the hardships with me?"

Hearing this, Huahua slowly raised her head and looked at Yang Qingfeng with clear and firm eyes. "Brother Qingfeng, I am willing to endure hardships with you. During the time you were away from the village, I was busy doing embroidery, growing sweet potatoes, and making sweet potato flour to sell. I saved all the money I earned.

I know in my heart that Brother Qingfeng is a man with great ambitions, someone who wants to accomplish great things. He just hasn't encountered the right opportunity yet. I don't care whether I live in a brick or mud house; even a thatched hut would make me feel at ease. I can grow sweet potatoes, make sweet potato flour, and embroider, so I can help support my family.

Brother Qingfeng, I will give you all the money I have saved to study. It will definitely come in handy in the future."

Hearing this, Yang Qingfeng's brows furrowed tightly, his gaze slowly falling on Huahua's red and swollen hands. Those hands were covered with scars from long-term embroidery. At this moment, he seemed to suddenly understand the deep meaning of Xiuying's words.

He slowly raised his broad hand and gently placed it on Huahua's head, his eyes filled with heartache and self-blame. "Silly girl, how could I bear to let you suffer with me? If I pursue knowledge wholeheartedly, and in the end, the person I love suffers with me, then what is the point of studying?"

Having said that, Yang Qingfeng cleared his throat, deliberately raised his voice, and said to the three round heads clinging to the window: "Don't worry, I, Yang Qingfeng, will definitely make Huahua happy!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Qingfeng lowered his head slightly and kissed Huahua lightly on the forehead without any defense.

This sudden act of affection instantly stained Huahua's cheeks with a bright blush. Yang Qingfeng, after the kiss, quickly ran away, leaving Huahua standing there alone, her eyes filled with shyness and sweetness.

Time flies, and soon it is the day of Taohua's coming-of-age banquet. On this day, the whole Futian Village is immersed in a festive atmosphere, with lights and decorations everywhere.

On the tall gate at the entrance of the village, strings of red lanterns were hung neatly. A long team was slowly approaching from the distance. The people in the team were carrying exquisite boxes with bright red flowers tied on them, which looked particularly festive.

At the front of the team was an extremely magnificent carriage with a gorgeously decorated body and exquisite carvings. The horses pulling the carriage had shiny coats and walked with vigorous steps.

The carriage slowly stopped at the village gate. The driver got off and whispered a few words to the villagers who had come to register. Then, the villagers smiled warmly and gathered around to welcome the carriage in.

The person who came was the God of Wealth of Futian Village - Mr. Chen.

The team moved slowly along the village road, and finally stopped steadily at the gate of Xiuying's house.

The heavy stainless steel gate of Xiuying's house was wide open. The road leading from the courtyard gate was lined with flowers on both sides, and the rich fragrance of flowers filled the air. A huge red silk flower was tied on the plaque of the gate.

Entering the courtyard, there were spacious round tables neatly arranged. The servants, dressed neatly and appropriately, stood in two rows with respectful expressions.

Various exquisite snacks had already been carefully placed on the table. The villagers were all wearing clean and tidy clothes, sitting at the table happily and chatting with each other.

At the very top of the courtyard, a platform had been specially erected. It was meticulously decorated, with colorful silk hangings hanging around it. Atop the platform sat an empty table where Awang, Afan, and the daughters of Xiuying's family were seated.

The villagers sat around the table, enjoying the fresh fruits and snacks on the table and talking about it.

"Xiuying's family's coming-of-age banquet was so grand!" A villager couldn't help but admire, his face full of envy.

"Of course not. The coming-of-age banquets held by the wealthy families in the city are pretty much like this. When I was working in the city, I was lucky enough to see one from a distance. It was almost as grand as Xiuying's."

"I never thought that our Futian Village could have such an elaborate and grand coming-of-age banquet."

"This is all thanks to Xiuying. If it weren't for her, we wouldn't have had the chance to see such a scene."

"Look at those girls from Xiuying's family up ahead. The flowers they're wearing on their heads are incredibly delicate. They're so pretty!"

"Yes, these girls are extraordinary nowadays. They live like the ladies in the city."

As the crowd chattered, a neatly dressed maid from Xiuying's household stood demurely to the side of the stage. She raised her chin slightly and spoke in a clear, resonant voice, "The eldest daughter of the Yang family, Taohua, is coming of age to greet all the villagers. Now, please welcome Miss Taohua!"

Everyone turned their eyes towards the direction leading to the inner courtyard.

Taohua emerged with graceful steps, like a spring fairy. She wore a long, red dress with a train, the fabric shimmering with a soft, luxurious sheen in the sunlight. A closer look revealed the butterflies meticulously embroidered with gold thread, each one appearing to dance gracefully in the breeze.