Crossing Over to Yamada Love

"Qin Guozhong, I made arrangements for you out of respect for your father, but who would have thought that after I arranged for you, you would come and bully my own sister? Aren't you slapping me in the face?" The old Marquis was furious. He had just found his sister and hadn't even had a chance to make amends to her. Now, the person he had arranged was bullying her. How could he possibly have the face to sit here?

"My lord, please calm your anger. I was wrong. I was blinded by greed and failed to recognize your greatness. I apologize immediately. I apologize immediately." After saying this, Qin Guozhong hurriedly kowtowed to Wang Shi.

"Auntie, I was wrong. Please forgive me. I apologize to you." Qin Guozhong kept apologizing.

Madam Jiang kept kowtowing. She was terrified. She had endured many years of hardship, and without the Marquis's help, they would be nothing now. She had hoped to marry the Marquis's brother's illegitimate granddaughter to strengthen their relationship, but instead, she had offended the Marquis's own sister. Wasn't this just asking for trouble for her family? How could this old lady, the Marquis's sister, marry into such a poor place and cause them to make a mistake?

Mo Lan looked at the two men who kept kowtowing and begging for mercy, and thought to herself: There's always a reason why someone is pitiful. Look at how pathetic they are now, but before the Marquis arrived, how did they treat our family? This is now an eye for an eye.

Looking at the two men, Wang said, "Get up, get up! I can't accept this. How can I, a mere peasant woman, accept such courtesy from adults and their wives? It would shorten my lifespan!"

"Don't be angry, sister. It's better if the marriage doesn't happen. Since he wants to marry my second brother's illegitimate granddaughter, let him. I'll find Mei a better one. Don't worry, sister." The old Marquis didn't want to look at Qin Guozhong and the other man at all, and comforted Wang Shi.

"Yes, thank you for your trouble, brother." Madam Wang nodded.

Seeing that he was in trouble, Chen Xuan hurriedly knelt down and said, "My lord, please forgive me. I am Chen Xuan. I do not want to marry anyone else. I will only marry Mei'er. I hope my lord will understand."

The old Marquis looked at Chen Xuan. He was a good-looking man with an upright face. He had heard what was happening in the inner room. This young man was not greedy for wealth. He had always insisted on marrying Mo Mei and had not changed his mind because of the Marquis's family. He nodded and said, "Get up. You are a good man. Let's put this aside for now and talk about it later."

Chen Xuan knew that the Marquis's words meant there was hope, so he said nothing more, stood up, and retreated to the back.

Qin Guozhong and his wife were filled with resentment. If they had known things would turn out this way, why had they gotten involved? Now they were caught in the middle, caught in the middle. They wondered how the Marquis would punish them.

Seeing her brother and sister-in-law's pitiful state, Qin felt a pang of guilt. She stepped forward and knelt down as well: "My lord, my sister-in-law was wrong, but he did it so that I could go to the capital. The whole thing is my fault. I kowtow and apologize on their behalf." Qin continued to kowtow.

Seeing that his mother was kneeling, Chen Xuan couldn't stand, so he hurriedly went out and knelt down as well. The Mo family couldn't stand it anymore. No matter what, Chen Xuan and his mother hadn't done anything wrong. If Mo Mei was going to marry into the family, they couldn't let Qin Shi be too embarrassed, since she was going to be Mo Mei's mother-in-law.

Madam Wang sighed. The old Marquis reprimanded Qin Guozhong a few times but did not punish him. He just disliked him and would naturally not take care of him in the future.

Qin Guozhong, Jiang Shi, and Chen Xuan all stood up. The old Marquis waved his hand, signaling them to leave. Qin Guozhong wanted to say a few more words, but seeing the old Marquis glare at him coldly, he immediately excused himself and led his men away.

After they left, the old Marquis was about to speak when he suddenly clutched his abdomen; his stomach was aching.

He suffered a lot in his youth, so his stomach isn't very good. He also loves spicy food, which makes his stomach even more rebellious, causing frequent stomach aches. Unfortunately, he just can't control his eating habits, and medication doesn't help much. Even when told to abstain, he won't listen. Today, after eating spicy food and getting angry with Qin Guozhong, his stomach is now in severe pain.

"What's wrong with my brother?" Wang asked anxiously when she saw that her brother's forehead was covered in sweat.

"Grandfather's stomach is probably hurting again. The medicine is still at the Xue family's house; I'll go back to town to get it now." Wang Mingda hurriedly turned to leave.

"Wait, Mingda, don't go. When you come back, your great-uncle will be heartbroken. I know a folk remedy, let's try it first. You wait here, I'll be right there." Mo Lan stopped Wang Mingda and went down to prepare.

Mo Lan washed the jujubes and put them in a wok to blanch until the skin was slightly black, but not burnt. She made a little extra to save for later. After blanching, she broke the jujubes open, put three or four in a bowl, poured in boiling water, added some brown sugar, stirred it, and served it to the table.

She handed the bowl, lined with a dry cloth, to the old marquis. The old marquis glanced at the bowl in Mo Lan's hand, then at the girl.

"Brother, don't worry, Lan's folk remedy will definitely work." Madam Wang knew her granddaughter's abilities; her folk remedies had even cured her son's illness. So she trusted her granddaughter.

The old marquis no longer hesitated; his stomach was in so much pain that he picked up the bowl and drank it down while it was still hot.

After drinking it, their stomachs felt warm, and everyone waited.

"Grandfather, does it still hurt?" Wang Mingda asked anxiously.

"Brother Mingda, this isn't a magic pill, it's a folk remedy. It won't take effect for a while, so let's not rush. You guys wait here, I'll go do something else." Mo Lan said to her cousin, he was too impatient. How could it take effect immediately after taking it?

Mo Lan went downstairs again. She washed the fresh ginger, sliced ​​it thinly, and then dipped it in a bowl of brown sugar. The oil in the pan was already about 60-70% hot. She used chopsticks to carefully place the sugar-coated ginger slices into the oil, fried them for a while, then turned them over. She took them out and brought them inside. She remembered that this folk remedy was to be taken before meals, twice a day, and that it usually took about ten days to half a month to achieve very good results.

Her great-uncle's stomach pain is now severe, so she plans to use both treatments together to speed up the process.

She also remembered that the Heart-Soothing Radish could be boiled into a soup, which could also treat stomach ailments. However, it was not the season for Heart-Soothing Radish, so she could only use these two. These two were not medicines, but they tasted good and were effective. She was able to keep using them.

The old marquis ate two more slices of ginger while it was still hot. He let out a sigh of relief, and after about half an hour, his complexion improved, and he felt much better in his stomach. The sharp pain was gone. This folk remedy really worked; none of the medicines he had taken before had worked so quickly. This girl is truly capable.

"Much better. Lan's folk remedy is quite good; it's not like those bitter medicines. It even tastes sweet." The old Marquis nodded to Mo Lan in gratitude.

"It's good that it works. This folk remedy isn't difficult and it's easy to make. You can keep it on hand. You can drink a bowl of jujube tea every day, which is good for your stomach. The ginger candy is also delicious. However, Uncle, you should avoid eating such spicy food in the future. It's too harmful to your stomach." Mo Lan understood that Uncle might have gastritis. It would be strange if he didn't feel pain after eating such spicy food.

"Sigh, I know, the doctor has warned me many times, but I just love it, I can't resist." The old Marquis sighed; he knew his problem. He just couldn't control his cravings.

"Uncle, don't worry. You can stay here for a while. Lanlan will make you some other delicious food to soothe your stomach. Once your stomach is better, we can eat spicy food again, and we'll also take some folk remedies every day. I guarantee Uncle won't have a stomachache anymore." Mo Lan comforted the old Marquis, also to prevent him from rushing to the capital. Staying a little longer would make Grandma happier.

"Really? Lanlan has this skill?" The old Marquis's eyes lit up as he looked at Molan with delight.

Mo Lan smiled and nodded.

Wang Zhi and Wang Mingda also looked at Mo Lan; this girl was truly likable. If she could cure the Marquis's stomach ailment, that would be a great achievement.

The day passed in tears and laughter. After dinner, the old Marquis and Wang Zhi stayed behind. Wang Mingda rode in a carriage back with the Xue brothers. He had to go to the Xue residence to pack his things and also take the letter written by his grandfather back to the capital to tell the people there that they had found his great-aunt and to bring joy to everyone.

Wang and the old Marquis had so much to talk about that they chatted until very late, their sleepiness barely concealed, before Wang took Molan back to their room to rest.

Listening to the sound of Wang Shi tossing and turning, Mo Lan knew that her grandmother couldn't sleep for a while. In fact, she was also thinking. After hearing everything, she suddenly had a feeling.

Wang's mother passed away the year she transmigrated. The Marquis said she died in February, and Wang herself transmigrated in February. Could there be some connection between them? Did she feel regretful for not finding her daughter in her entire life and fear that her daughter would suffer, so she sent Wang to transmigrate to help her grandmother's family?

Mo Lan drifted off to sleep, lost in thought.

As dawn broke, Mo Lan rubbed her eyes, sat up, and looked around. Surprisingly, her grandmother was still asleep; it seemed she was exhausted from yesterday and had gone to bed late. She was probably dreaming now.

Mo Lan's sound of getting off the kang (heated brick bed) startled Wang Shi. Wang Shi woke up, looked at her granddaughter, looked at the house, and breathed a sigh of relief.

After getting dressed, Wang took a comb and began to comb her granddaughter's hair.

"Grandma, what's wrong?" Mo Lan sensed that her grandmother seemed preoccupied and absent-minded. Wasn't she fine yesterday? What's wrong today?

"Grandma had a dream yesterday, a dream that her family came looking for her, and the dream felt so real. But when she woke up this morning and thought about it, it was just a dream. How could it be?" Wang said slowly, a look of disappointment and sadness flashing in her eyes.

Mo Lan laughed. Grandma was hilarious! She thought everything that happened yesterday was a dream. Really, how could everything that happened yesterday be a dream?

"Grandma, what kind of dream did you have? Tell me so I can be happy for you too." Mo Lan teased her grandmother without revealing the answer.

"It's nothing, I'll talk to you next time." Wang didn't say anything; her heart felt heavy.

"I know even if you don't say it, it's just that my great-uncle came looking for us." Mo Lan said with a smile.