Chapter 2 There is not a grain in the jar
"Mother?"

Hearing the timid and worried call of her son who was leaning against the door, Yu Meixue came back to her senses, looked up abruptly, turned her body away, quickly raised her hand to wipe away her tears, tried hard to stop crying, and looked at Li Yaoguang with a smile on her lips.

"That's great, Guang'er, it's great that you woke up! If you didn't wake up, I wouldn't know how to explain to your mother. Fortunately, you woke up! Good Guang'er, I only have you and Yang'er as my relatives now, so you must be well. If anything happens to you again, I, I won't live either, wuwuwu..."

He obviously wanted to put on a smile, but when he spoke to the sad part, the fake smile on the woman's face disappeared, and she was moved and crawled on him again, tears streaming down her face, and she couldn't help sobbing again.

Li Yaoguang froze at first, but when he saw the face in front of him that looked exactly like his mother in his previous life, Li Yaoguang couldn't just ignore it.

She thought, maybe there was a reason why she traveled through time and space to be this little girl?
So she opened her hoarse voice from not speaking for a long time and said, "Auntie, don't cry, I'm fine."

Li Yaoguang tried hard to force a smile, raised his hand and gently patted the woman who was crying on him and tried to comfort her softly, but it didn't work. Li Yaoguang had no choice but to look through the woman's shoulder and see the timid child outside the door looking at them with a worried face, wanting to go in but not daring to. Thinking of the memories in the dream that had been engraved in his mind, Li Yaoguang quickly changed the subject.

"By the way, auntie, why did you bring Yang'er here? Where are the two girls, Fangcao and Luliu? Yang'er is still young, and the place I live in is filthy, and I'm still sick. Auntie, you brought Yang'er here, what should I do after she recovers from her illness?"

Hearing this, Yu Meixue, who was crying on her, stopped crying. After finally stopping her tears, she took out a cotton handkerchief from her sleeve to wipe her tears and pretended nothing happened.

"It's okay. The mansion has been busy lately. Fangcao Lvliu has been transferred to the upper courtyard to help. I don't have time. Besides, I don't let Yang'er in every time he comes. He is far away, so I guess he has nothing to do."

"No, auntie, you and my uncle don't have enough staff in our courtyard. Even the rough servants are shared by the second house. Now you've called your personal bodyguard away. What does that mean? What? Could it be that the dignified Zhenwei Marquisate is giving up its reputation just to humiliate a concubine's son?"

"No, Guang'er, be careful with what you say!" Yu Meixue was so anxious that she wanted to cover her niece's mouth, but she felt bitter and wronged in her heart.
But no matter how wronged she was, there were many things and words that she couldn't complain about. Her husband's position was so embarrassing, let alone her own.
It was a pity that they were so incompetent. Now that their niece had come to live with them, their status and situation were already extremely awkward. It was even more inappropriate for them to let their young niece worry about them even when she was sick. Afraid that her niece would say something else, Yu Meixue quickly interrupted and changed the subject.

Picking up the medicine bowl that had been placed on the edge of the kang after she had seen her niece wake up excitedly, Yu Meixue grabbed the spoon and scooped up the medicine at the bottom of the bowl and put it to Li Yaoguang's mouth to coax her.

"Okay, okay, let's not talk about this anymore. Come on, Guang'er, hurry up and drink the medicine while it's still hot. When you recover, I'll make you something delicious to nourish you."

Her body was still very heavy and she felt groggy. She had finally managed to stay alive, even though she was dressed in tatters. Since she was still alive, she didn't want to die. So Li Yaoguang cooperated and drank the remaining medicine in the spoon in one gulp.

Seeing her niece drink up the life-saving medicine that her husband had worked so hard to get, Yu Meixue showed a satisfied smile on her face, nodded, put down the bowl, raised her hand to pull the thin blanket over her niece, feeling a little guilty.

"Alas, it's my fault. The medicine is so bitter, I should have given you some candy to sweeten your mouth, but unfortunately..."

"Hey, auntie, I am alive thanks to you and my uncle, this is good enough. Besides, auntie, I am not a child anymore, why do I need candy?"

Seeing her young niece comforting herself like a little adult, Yu Meixue couldn't help but burst out laughing and tapped her niece's pale forehead.

"You, aren't you still a child? It's too early for a ten-year-old to say such things. You are so childish!"

As the joke came to her lips, Yu Meixue felt bitter again in her heart, but she didn't want to embarrass herself in front of her niece again, so she suppressed the bitterness, gently patted Li Yaoguang's arm, and carefully pulled the quilt for her.

"Be good, Guang'er. Although the weather is getting warmer, your cold has just recovered. You must cover yourself with the quilt and don't lift it up. Be obedient." Li Yaoguang nodded at Yu Meixue while snuggling in the thin quilt. Yu Meixue was instantly satisfied. She collected the medicine bowl beside the kang with her bare hands and put it into the food box she brought. She stood up and turned around to remind Li Yaoguang again.

"Okay, it's getting late. I have some things to do in my aunt's room. I have to go back. Guang'er, you should take a good rest. Don't worry too much. I will bring you food in the afternoon. You should have a good sleep and rest up."

Li Yaoguang nodded obediently, "Okay, Auntie, take care. I won't see you off."

"Okay, kid, you're so polite."

Li Yaoguang just watched her aunt walk to the door of the house, pick up the little one at the door, and the mother and son turned around and smiled at her, then closed the door with their bare hands to block out the light from outside.

As the footsteps gradually faded away, Li Yaoguang lay down and fell into a deep sleep again.

He didn't know how long he had slept, but when Li Yaoguang woke up he felt that his bones were loose and the quilt was sticky. It seemed that he had sweated a lot and the cold that had taken his life was gone.

Li Yaoguang felt his mouth was very dry and wanted to drink some water, but there was nothing in the room except a kang, a red lacquer cabinet on the kang, and a red desk opposite the kang. There was nothing else in the house.

There was no other way. Li Yaoguang endured the dry mouth, withdrew his gaze from the room, climbed up with great effort, got off the kang, picked up a pair of small cloth shoes with worn heels from the corner of the kang, staggered to the door of the house, raised his hand to open the door and looked out. The sun, which was rising brightly when he woke up, was now hanging obliquely in the western sky.

It seems that she slept for a long time. She wondered if her aunt, who said she would bring her food, had come yet.
But come to think of it, he has never been here.

After all, she had just looked at the room she lived in. It was very simple without any extra things, not even a pot of water. As for the meal that her aunt mentioned?
Not to mention rice, she didn't even see a bowl.

The more this happened, the more worried Li Yaoguang, who had the memories of his original body, became.

She knew the character of her aunt and uncle. Regardless of other people's opinions, the couple were really good to her niece. If she said she would bring her food, her aunt would definitely come to bring her food. Since she didn't come, then...

Thinking of this, Li Yaoguang couldn't help but worry. He didn't care about his dry mouth or the fact that he was still weak after recovering from a serious illness. Li Yaoguang coughed, pursed his dry lips, bent down with difficulty to hook up his heels, turned around to close the door, and walked to the northwest corner of the backyard of Zhenwei Marquis' Mansion, opening the corner door leading to where the servants lived.

As for the home behind?
She was so poor that she didn't even have a grain of rice. The most valuable thing was probably the sticky quilt that her aunt had sent her, which she was currently using.

I think the servants around me who are respected in the marquis's mansion are not rare, and this is the gathering place for the descendants of the Zhenwei Marquis's mansion for generations. These courtyards are all where the respected servants live. It is said that the prime minister's door is in front of the seventh-rank official, and no thief would be so foolish as to steal here.

Besides, her house was so poor that even mice wouldn't come in, so it didn't matter whether the door was locked or not, and no one would care about it.

Li Yaoguang followed his memory and headed quickly towards the corner gate with confidence.

(End of this chapter)