Yang PeiMin felt overwhelmed by all the busybodies in the neighborhood.
She found an excuse to go help out in the kitchen with the cooking fire.
Right then, Shen Yiguang came in carrying firewood, and seeing her, he arched an eyebrow, "Why'd you come out?"
Yang PeiMin mumbled, "The neighbors are inside. I just woke up and my mind's still a blur. Can't handle it."
Shen Yiguang chuckled and reached up to tousle her hair, "I'll fetch another load of firewood, we'll boil water early, and you can take a bath soon."
Yang PeiMin smiled and nodded, "Now that's truly something to look forward to."
Shen Yiguang smiled as well.
Meanwhile, Third Aunt from the neighborhood, who had been gossiping with Chen Guizhi in the house, eventually came out beaming as if she'd won the lottery.
"It's getting late; we should be heading home too. Don't want to keep you from your business."
The others didn't pay much attention.
