I bring bad luck to my husband, you bring bad luck to your wife.

Just before dawn, Olaf suddenly woke up crying.

Yang Tongchuan was so startled that he sat up abruptly, startling Xiangxi.

"What's wrong?"

"It's alright, the baby is crying. You lie down while I go check on him."

Yang Tongchuan got out of bed and picked Xuebao up from the crib.

It turned out that Xuebao had wet herself and was uncomfortable, so she protested by crying.

Yang Tongchuan skillfully washed the child's bottom and changed him into a clean diaper and clothes.

They warmed up some goat milk and fed her small sips.

"Xuebao is getting bigger. Mom says that a baby this age isn't getting enough to eat just from milk. These past few days I've been trying to add some rice cereal or egg yolk to his diet, but he doesn't like it. He still prefers goat milk." Xiangxi got up too, wanting to cook rice cereal for Xuebao.

"If you don't like it, then don't eat it. If one ewe isn't enough, I'll buy another one. Don't let Xuebao go hungry." After feeding Xuebao, the child fell asleep in his arms.

Xiangxi couldn't bear to tell Yang Tongchuan.

Anyone who has seen Olaf would never think that this child is gluttonous.

Olaf is so fat now that you can't even see his neck.

"Can you rest for a few days?" Xiangxi was no longer sleepy, so they got up together.

"Three days. The county magistrate is hosting a banquet tonight, you must go. You can rest at home for the next two days." Yang Tongchuan didn't have time to properly recover at home; there were still many things at the yamen waiting for him to go back and deal with.

"The county magistrate is really something. He knows you're all injured, but he won't let you rest more."

"They don't care about any of that." Yang Tongchuan put Xuebao on the big bed, but didn't put her back in the small bed.

"You watch the child and get some more sleep, I'm going out for a bit." Yang Tongchuan changed into casual clothes and was about to leave.

"Where are you going? Will you be back for lunch?"

"I'm not coming back for dinner. I need to contact the convoy and bring back the three brothers who died outside for a proper burial. It's getting hot soon, we can't delay."

Yang Tongchuan was busy all day and only returned in the afternoon to change clothes and prepare for the banquet.

Xiangxi helped him change his dressing.

Even though I saw it once last night, it still hurts a lot when I see it again during the day.

"It's all healed now, it's alright," Yang Tongchuan comforted Xiangxi.

"Maybe we shouldn't do this job; it's too dangerous."

"If we don't do this, what will our family eat?" Unlike his older brother, Yang Tongchuan didn't have the business acumen, and he didn't know what else he could do besides being a constable.

"If I don't do this, I can do something else and still earn money. Our family won't go hungry." Xiangxi's thinking was simple.

He felt that if his sister-in-law could support him and his brother while pregnant with Bao'er, how could he not support Yang Tongchuan and Xuebao?

"Silly girl, don't worry about it. Why haven't you gone to Shuanghua Pavilion these past few days?" Yang Tongchuan thought Xiangxi was getting cuter and cuter. Even though she already had a child, she was becoming more and more adorable.

"I've asked for leave. I'll go when you're better." Duan Ziqiu readily agreed when Xiangxi asked for leave.

It wasn't just because of Yang Tongchuan's influence, but also because Xiangxi had recently helped them solve a major problem.

Duan Ziqiu's facial cream developed for autumn and winter recently failed. Many customers who used it said it was too oily, causing acne, itching, and discomfort.

Just as Duan Ziqiu was worrying about how to reduce the inventory, Xiang Xi came up with a solution.

Tell her to replace the small jar for wiping her face with a large bottle, two jars in one bottle, and add some traditional Chinese medicine to prevent dryness and cracking.

As soon as you open it, you can smell the medicinal scent, and the advertisement says it's a new product just developed by Shuanghua Pavilion for foot care.

"People are very careful when choosing face creams. They want something that is refreshing and non-sticky, and moisturizing without leaving the skin feeling tight. If you don't use the right one, it can even damage your skin. But foot creams are different. As long as you can make the cracks on your feet stop hurting and make the white dead skin disappear, customers will think it's a good product." Xiangxi used to have cracked heels every year, so he knows all too well how uncomfortable that feels.

Duan Ziqiu was well taken care of by her family from a young age and did not have this kind of trouble.

I wasn't familiar with this market, but I listened to Xiangxi's advice and did a small amount of it.

Unexpectedly, the recommendation received a good response, so Duan Ziqiu decisively prepared more packaging overnight and increased promotion.

Soon, the product caught the eye of a traveling merchant who traded between the north and south. He bought up the remaining stock and wanted to take it to the northernmost border city for trade.

The merchant also promised that if the sales were good, he would place a large order with Shuanghua next time.

The inventory was cleared out in an instant, and the cash payment was made. Duan Ziqiu was so happy that he gave red envelopes to everyone in the store for those few days. Xiang was especially delighted.

Therefore, when Xiangxi needed to ask for leave because Yang Tongchuan was back, Duan Ziqiu agreed without hesitation.

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That evening, Yang Tongchuan arrived at the restaurant he had booked, and the waiter was very perceptive.

"Officer Yang, this way please. The other constables have already arrived." The waiter led Yang Tongchuan to the most expensive private room on the second floor.

After the waiter opened the door for Yang Tongchuan, he left.

As soon as Yang Tongchuan stepped across the threshold, he saw that the constables who had gone through thick and thin with him had arrived.

What was originally a casual relationship turned into a more respectful attitude towards Yang Tongchuan after this bandit suppression.

Since the county magistrate did not arrive, no one dared to take their seats and instead stood and chatted on the side.

"Head Yang is here." Several constables greeted him warmly with clasped hands.

The county magistrate arrived in less than fifteen minutes.

As soon as he entered, he patted Yang Tongchuan on the shoulder with a big smile.

"Everyone, please sit down. We won't leave until we're drunk tonight," the county constable said after taking his seat in the main seat.

The constables inside then found seats and sat down.

Yang Tongchuan sat down right next to the county magistrate.

A square table was placed in the center of the private room, and it was quickly filled with all kinds of delicacies as the county magistrate arrived.

Yang Tongchuan personally poured wine for the county magistrate.

Although he was injured, he had no choice but to drink it, given his current condition.

"Brothers, you've all worked hard these past few days. Today, we've prepared some simple food and wine to welcome you all and celebrate the official appointment of our Chief Constable Yang. The official documents will be issued tomorrow." The county constable raised his glass and drank with everyone.

The atmosphere immediately became lively. Some quick-witted constables took the initiative to start conversations and liven things up.

He recounted the hardships of the bandit suppression journey, vividly describing how Yang Tongchuan led the charge, annihilating the bandits without leaving a single survivor.

"Well done, Officer Yang! I was right to have chosen you."

"The county magistrate flatters me; this is my duty. Besides, the success in suppressing the bandits is inseparable from the brothers' desperate struggle and the county magistrate's leadership." The latter half of the sentence was said by Yang Tongchuan against his conscience.

On the way back, his elder brother Yang Tongshan specifically taught him this, telling him he must tell the county magistrate.

After saying the polite words, Yang Tongchuan's gaze swept across the table.

He raised his glass to toast the county magistrate, and then raised it to toast several constables.

"Thanks, brothers!"

The constables all raised their glasses in response.

After several rounds of drinks and five courses of food,

The atmosphere at the banquet grew increasingly lively, with the constables toasting and laughing.

The tension and fatigue of this period gradually dissipated amidst the laughter and joy.

As night deepened outside the window, the dishes on the table gradually dwindled, and several jugs of wine were added.

The county magistrate was so happy from drinking that his face turned bright red.

Seeing that it was almost time, Yang Tongchuan called the servant of the county magistrate's family who was waiting downstairs to help the magistrate into the carriage and send him back to his residence, while he himself slowly walked home.

It's good to be alive.