Han Yue clenched her fists, her heart racing with excitement, but she was also a sensible person. Yesterday, this young girl had said that she offered help because she had heard of her husband’s situation in the market and because she was a just official. But Han Yue didn’t believe this nonsense. "You..." She used an honorific: "If you cure my husband, you’ll be my savior, Han Yue! And my mother has always taught me that for slightest favor one shall repay with deepest gratitude." Dong Huiying slowly sipped her drink, the spicy liquor rushing down her throat, and she smiled gently, "The officer is wise, as a matter of fact, Huiying does have a matter to ask for your help with..." As Dong Huiying continued her story, Han Yue was slightly surprised. She had thought that the young girl’s request must be a significant one, but who knew... Dong Huiying smiled, "This matter does not contradict your conscience and justice, Huiying just seeks fairness. However, as someone of humble status, the other party has married into Official Pang’s household. I can trust the other officers’ character, but not that son with the surname Cui, so if things really do get stirred up, for safety’s sake, I must be well-prepared." Han Yue laughed heartily, "It’s a mere trifle, not to mention that the young lady has helped me greatly and is my benefactor, even without this relationship, I, Han Yue, have never tolerated any injustice! Furthermore, although that son with the surname Cui is Sister Pang’s husband, she will never be ambiguous when it comes to major principles." With that, Dong Huiying felt relieved. Coming back from the town, Dong Huiying was unusually silent on the way. Liang Zhichen did not disturb her, merely accompanying her quietly. Not until they had returned to the village did they suddenly notice something off about the atmosphere at home. These past few days, Dong Xinyuan had not been staying at the Liang family’s house. It was fine when her elder sister was there, but without her, being an unwed woman, even if she slept in a separate room, living under the same roof as her brothers-in-law could easily lead to rumors. Considering the reputation of her brothers-in-law, she thought it best to avoid any hint of scandal. So, she had been bundling up her bedding and sleeping outside the Liang family’s courtyard for the past few days. Yixuan had worn out his lips trying to persuade her, but to no avail; she steadfastly refused to set foot inside the Liang family’s courtyard, even avoiding them to the extent that during meal times, she insisted that Yixuan bring her a bowl of food, which she would then squat down and eat outside the courtyard. When Liang Zhichen and Dong Huiying returned, it was just in time for lunch. Dong Xinyuan was stuffing her cheeks with food, seeming to harbor an enmity against the meal. "What is this?" After dismounting, Dong Huiying looked at the bedding sat on by Er Yuan, hardly able to contain her laughter. What had made this plump sister look like a aggrieved little soul? Dong Xinyuan sprang to her feet and forcefully swallowed her food before speaking with an air of grievance, "Sister, they owe us money and they’ve run away!!" She pointed at the neighboring Wang family’s house. It turned out that when Dong Xinyuan went to collect the debt from the Wang family on the agreed date, she found the house empty. The mother and daughter of the Wang family must have run away while she and her elder sister went back to Daliu Village. It made her furious. Dong Huiying stood dumbfounded for a moment. "When people stoop too low, they become invincible." She sighed, then pulled Er Yuan to walk inside the courtyard, with the brothers who had stayed at home all coming forward to greet them. Dong Huiying had picked up some trinkets when she was in town; for Shu Yu, she brought a small bundle of zither strings; for Haoming, a long saber; for Yue Ning, a bracelet; and for Yixuan, a new set of clothes. Liang Yuening happily put on the bracelet, then turned to her eldest brother with a silly look and asked, "What about big brother, doesn’t he have something?"