The Divine Doctor And A Common Farmer-Chapter 1542 - 1628: Liang Xiaoliu, the Timely Rain

The two had been apart for many days, and Yixuan’s gaze was almost greedily fixed on his wife’s figure. She looked good, in great spirits, and this gave him peace of mind. He was really afraid that, without him by her side, she wouldn’t take good care of herself.

After everything was set, Yixuan picked up a handkerchief to wipe his hands that had become wet from washing vegetables. Fourth brother placed a basin of vegetables on the table, and Yixuan looked around, only realizing then... Weren’t Second Brother and Third Brother supposed to be with his wife? Why weren’t they by her side?

There was a touch of confusion in his eyes.

Second Brother was easy to figure out; he naturally had a calm and detached nature. But Third Brother was quite the clingy type. Back when they all lived together as one wife and six husbands, Third Brother often dominated his wife, always accompanying her, and sometimes even Yixuan and Big Brother had no choice but to step aside — mainly because Third Brother was so thick-skinned, they couldn’t compete with him.

While Yixuan was puzzled by this, over in a tavern in Nanling City, there were two familiar guests today. Both were men, one dressed in white, the other in red.

Shujun was already drunkenly tipsy, using alcohol to drown his sorrows. But alcohol, it was not a good thing. People try to drown their sorrows in drink, only to find that the alcohol intensifies the sorrow.

Shujun’s eyes were red and rosy, whereas Shu Yu appeared slightly better, with a calm demeanor, but no one knew how bitter and pained he felt inside.

Seeing that it was getting dark outside the tavern, Shu Yu pulled out a piece of silver from his pocket to settle the bill. "Let’s go, it’s time to head back."

He glanced at Shujun, who tilted his head to down the last cup of wine in one gulp, "Hmm." He nodded heavily, looking utterly dispirited, much like an eggplant hit by frost.

Shu Yu sighed softly, and then the two brothers walked shoulder to shoulder back home.

"Third Master, you’re back? Sixth Master is here!"

At Huizi Store, they referred to Shujun as ’Third Master’. This title of Third Master was actually a term of respect, and Shujun’s brothers inherited this ’Master’ suffix, ranked accordingly.

Shujun instinctively exchanged a glance with his brother Shu Yu, "Little Liu?"

"Yixuan!"

After a brief pause, light suddenly shone in their eyes.

Yixuan’s arrival at this moment was like timely rain, just what these brothers desperately needed.

"Let’s go, let’s go!"

Shujun dragged his brother, rushing towards the courtyard where his wife resided. As they crossed the threshold, they heard laughter and cheerful conversation inside.

As they rounded the screen that blocked the view, the brothers caught sight of a man elegantly clad in a green robe, exuding a gentle and refined elegance.

"Yixuan!"

Shujun greeted him joyfully, moving directly in for a big, heartfelt hug.

Yixuan: "???" Confusion filled his eyes. Why was Third Brother being so enthusiastic? Was this enthusiasm over the top? Surely, Third Brother had never been like this before; his warmth was usually reserved for their wife.

Dong Huiying was in high spirits today because of Yixuan’s arrival. She picked up her chopsticks and warmly called Shujun and Shu Yu over: "Come sit, come sit, we’ve been waiting for you two!"

Yixuan noticed the strong smell of alcohol on his two brothers and furrowed his brow slightly. He glanced at his wife, then chose to remain silent.

Then, he stole another glance at Third Brother, noticing that despite his attempts to hide it, his eyes betrayed a sense of urgency?

Yixuan subtly curved the corners of his mouth.

Oh?

This is interesting.

It seems Second Brother, Third Brother, and his wife...

Maintaining his elegant and gentle demeanor, there was now a playful glint in his eyes.