Chapter 2903

There were indeed some loopholes in their arrangement, but for some reason, no one noticed or raised any questions.

Yan Zhong knew this was likely due to the good fortune brought by his granddaughter.

In short, Yan Village remained peaceful. Aside from the presence of a few so-called "bad" elements, nothing else had changed.

As Yan Zhong and his family had discussed, they took on the task of educating these "bad" elements. Consequently, the relevant authorities did not send educated youth to Yan Village.

After all, Yan Village had performed very well in recent years. As Yan Zhong put it, the village was stable now, and other villages needed the "guidance" of educated youth more.

Regardless of how it was handled, the result was good. At least Yan Village remained calm, and the turmoil outside did not reach them.

"Mom, our sweet potatoes are so big this year," Yan Xiwan said, holding a sweet potato as large as a bowl in her small hands.

Indeed, Yan Xiwan tapped the ground gently, and the sweet potatoes popped out. Wang Suyan only needed to pick them up.

Most importantly, thanks to Yan Xiwan’s method, every sweet potato was perfectly intact, with none broken.

Wang Suyan smiled and said, "Yes, the sweet potatoes are good. I’ll make sweet potato noodles for you when we get back."

Making noodles from sweet potatoes had a low yield. Wang Suyan’s skills were considered good, usually producing one pound of noodles from three pounds of sweet potatoes. If the skills were poor, it might take five pounds to make one pound.

However, Yan Xiwan loved the taste of sweet potato noodles. Because of this, every year after the harvest, a portion of the sweet potatoes was set aside to make noodles specifically for her.

Yan Xiwan nodded her small head, looking particularly cute. "Yes, Guai Guai loves noodles the most."

"I know you little girl love noodles. If I didn’t make them, your father would turn against me," Wang Suyan said with a smile.

"Dad won’t turn against Mom. Dad loves Mom," Yan Xiwan said seriously.

Indeed, Yan Tieniu loved Wang Suyan deeply. This was something almost everyone in Yan Village envied. The men of the Yan family were known for cherishing their wives.

"Little ghost, next month is your eldest cousin’s wedding. Have you prepared your gift?" Wang Suyan asked playfully. "Do you want Mom to help you make it?"

"No," Yan Xiwan shook her head. "Mom’s skills are too good. The gift I give to Big Brother is from me. Although my skills are not good, it is my heart."

"Very good. Then you must work hard," Wang Suyan said with a smile.

Although Yan Xiwan’s spirit and soul were a hundred years old, she had only been an adult for three years. Therefore, she had to learn everything, including making the gift for her eldest cousin, Yan Huabin.

It wasn’t anything expensive, just a small pouch. However, Yan Xiwan was only three years old, and her hands were not steady enough to hold a needle. Despite the bumps and bruises, she still made a small pouch. Although the pattern was not very pretty, it was made by Yan Xiwan’s own hands.

So when Yan Xiwan gave the small pouch to Yan Huabin, she hugged her and spun around. "My Guai Guai is so amazing. She can make pouches now. Big Brother thanks Guai Guai."

"No, it’s not very pretty," Yan Xiwan said shyly.

"Who said it’s not pretty? Tell Auntie, and Auntie will beat her," Aunt Zhang Maoxiang said with a smile as she came over.

"Did your dad say that? If your dad said it, Grandpa will go beat your dad, then take you to be his daughter," Yan Tielong said laughing.

Yan Tieniu was dissatisfied. "Brother, after all these years, why are you still trying to take my daughter? I will never say my daughter is bad. I only feel heartache for her. Think about it, my daughter is so small. Is it easy to make a pouch? And at first, her hands were pricked by the needle for several days. Just thinking about it makes my heart ache."

"Oh my, little Guai Guai got pricked by a needle. Come, let Auntie see," Zhang Maoxiang said, grabbing Yan Xiwan’s small hand to check it carefully.

"Auntie, it’s okay. I’m already fine. I only got pricked a few times at the beginning because I didn’t know how to use the needle. It wasn’t as long as Dad said," Yan Xiwan said quickly.

"The problem is, you got pricked by the needle, and the pouch you made is for someone else. I don’t have one," Yan Tieniu said, sounding jealous.

Yan Xiwan was stunned. She blinked her innocent eyes, then rushed into Yan Tieniu’s arms and gave her a big kiss. "I’ll make a pouch for Dad when we get home. It will definitely be prettier than Big Brother’s."

"Really?" Yan Tieniu asked quickly to confirm.

"Really. Truer than pearls," Yan Xiwan nodded her small head firmly.

"Then Grandpa wants one too. What should I do?" Yan Tielong asked.

Yan Xiwan was stunned again. She tilted her head, thought for a moment, then stretched out her small hand and counted on her fingers. "Okay, I’ll make them all. Slowly. One for Dad, one for Mom, one for Grandpa, one for Grandma, and also for Second Uncle, Second Aunt, Third Uncle, Third Aunt, Fourth Uncle, and Fourth Aunt."

She paused for a moment. "After finishing the ones for the dads, I still need to make ones for the brothers. Otherwise, the brothers will definitely act spoiled. Sigh, there’s no way. It seems Guai Guai will be busy for the next few years."

"Pfft." The adults nearby burst into laughter seeing Yan Xiwan pretending to be an adult.

"Guai Guai, you are too cute," Second Aunt Yun Qiuju said, hugging Yan Xiwan.

"Indeed, daughters are good. Daughters are like little cotton jackets," Third Aunt Li Juzi said.

"Isn’t that right?" Zhang Maoxiang nodded, then said to Yan Huabin, "Huabin, after you get married, you must give me a granddaughter."

"But according to our family’s probability, the chance of having a son is higher," Yan Huabin said helplessly. To be honest, the Yan family’s son gene was really too strong. It took four generations to produce one Yan Xiwan. He had no confidence he could produce a daughter right away.

Grandma Yan laughed. "It’s fine. If it’s a son, it’s okay. But if it’s a daughter, she will be the treasure of our Yan family."

"What Mother says is correct," Yan Zhong said with a full smile. "In our family, whether it’s a son or a daughter, they are all treasures. But if it’s a daughter, she is even more precious."

After all, the Yan family never favored sons over daughters. In fact, one could say the Yan family absolutely favored daughters over sons.

There was no way around it. Scarcity makes things precious.

Yan Xiwan liked reading. From the time she could walk, she liked to have Yan Tieniu teach her characters. Now that she was three, she had learned quite a few characters.

While everyone was talking, Yan Xiwan saw a newspaper nearby. She patted Yan Tieniu, who was holding her. "Dad, look at the newspaper."

"Okay." Yan Tieniu carefully put her daughter down and picked up the old newspaper for her to see.

"Guai Guai likes learning so much. Let’s send her to school after she turns five," Zhang Maoxiang said.

"I was planning the same," Yan Tieniu said. "And by then, Yangtian will be starting elementary school with Guai Guai. When Yangtian enters middle school, Guai Guai will be able to attend elementary school independently."