The Fierce Farm Girl Has A Secret Space Chapter 2459: Agitated (Part 3)

Yang Ruxin initially assessed Guan Qingyue to be somewhat mentally disoriented from excessive stimulation, though it didn't appear gravely so.

Even if the condition wasn't severe, there was little that could be done by Dao Xuzi, who had no experience treating mental ailments. With such mental fortitude, attempting to play the villain was a self-destructive path.

Ultimately, Yang Ruxin formulated a calming herbal prescription and presented it to Guan Qingshu.

"Xiaoyue she..."

"She possesses insufficient mental resilience. So many events transpired, causing her to be overstimulated," Yang Ruxin explained with a sigh. "As this is not a physical ailment, my capacity to help is limited. She simply requires adequate rest, and perhaps one day, she will recover her senses independently. Whatever you do, refrain from further provoking her, as it will only exacerbate her condition."

"Uncle Li Yi and Doctor Wang concurred with your assessment," Guan Qingshu responded with a grateful smile. "Thank you."

After the Guan family departed, Dong Wenxiu let out a sigh, "Such a fine young lady, why can't she simply let go of things?"

"Mom, who are you referring to?" Erni inquired with a chuckle.

"Naturally, I speak of Wang Baozhu and Guan Qingyue," Dong Wenxiu stated with a touch of sorrow, her gaze falling upon Yang Ruxin.

"This is the consequence of lacking a conscience; one doesn't dread retribution," Feng Zilan also lamented. "A person's prosperity hinges on their good deeds. If the parents are flawed, their offspring will inevitably suffer."

Yang Ruxin felt that it was fundamentally a matter of upbringing, thankfully her own children possessed a sound perspective on life.

"Looking back, Xinxin is quite remarkable. Our family is deeply indebted to her; without her efforts..."

"Mom, if you truly believe I'm that capable, then please hurry and fry an egg for me. I suddenly have a craving for one," Yang Ruxin quickly interposed, raising her hand to halt Dong Wenxiu's unfolding sentiment.

"Very well," Dong Wenxiu immediately rose and headed out. "I shall prepare two. Would you prefer sugar? Oh, right, you don't consume sugar; I'll add a pinch of salt instead."

Erni offered Yang Ruxin a thumbs-up, recognizing that had her mother continued, she might have become lost in reminiscence and started weeping anew.

Soon, February 28th arrived, marking the final day of the month and the wedding day for Li Xiang.

Despite their pregnancies, both Yang Ruxin and Liang Xiaoyu made their way to the Li residence early that morning. While their physical assistance was limited, they could offer companionship and conversation to a seemingly nervous Li Xiang.

The Xie family placed significant importance on Li Xiang, dispatching an extravagant wedding procession. The villagers from Li Xiang’s hometown also participated in a grand procession to escort her.

Li Xiang, adorned in a vibrant red wedding gown, bid farewell to her companions and parents. As her two younger brothers were still quite small, she was carried on her cousin's back from the Li family home in Xiaobudong Village to the waiting carriage.

Xie Tai acknowledged everyone with a cupped fist gesture before mounting his horse.

At that exact moment, Aunt Hehua emerged carrying a basin of water, intending to cast it on the ground, a traditional gesture symbolizing a married daughter becoming "spilled water."

However, Yang Ruxin intervened, stopping her. "Aunt Hehua, although Xiaoxiang is now married, she is not spilled water. She will forever remain a part of our family and is welcome to return at any time."

Wang Hehua paused, then offered a smile, but within the carriage, Li Xiang shed tears.

From his horseback perch, Xie Tai nodded respectfully to Li Zhong and his wife. "Father-in-law, Mother-in-law, we shall visit frequently when circumstances permit, and you are most welcome to grace the Xie Family Manor with your presence at your convenience."

"Your words are most kind. Now, proceed without delay, lest you miss the auspicious hour," Li Zhong said, his eyes moistening, though he managed a wave.

As the resonant notes of the suona began to play, the resplendent red procession grandly commenced its journey.