It was another night of rush, nervousness and anticipation.

Mrs. Sun, Mrs. Sun and Mrs. Chen Wen were in the house with Yang Ruolan giving birth to the baby. Outside the house, Yang Huazhong was waiting with Ah Hao.

Uncle Fu, the old village doctor, was also arranged to drink tea and rest in a room next door, waiting at any time.

As long as something goes wrong with Yang Ruolan here, he will rush over immediately to help.

"Isn't it still a while before I give birth? Why is it so early?" Ah Hao paced anxiously at the door, scratching his head and talking to himself.

"Third uncle, will Lan'er be okay? She was still shouting before, but now I can't hear anything at all." He said again.

Yang Huazhong said: "Uncle Fu and Chen Wenpo said before that Lan'er was probably helping at the Song family today and got tired, so"

When the sky was bright, the baby's cry finally came from the house.

"Have you given birth?" Ahao asked excitedly.

"Give birth!" Yang Huazhong nodded with a smile.

Ah Hao was about to rush into the house, but was stopped by Da Sun who came out of the house.

"Why are you so anxious? Your daughter is washing and wrapping her little clothes. If you want to take a look, you have to wait a moment." Da Sun said.

"Girl? Auntie, did Lan'er give birth to a daughter for me? How is Lan'er doing now?" Ahao asked excitedly.

Mrs. Sun smiled and nodded, "Lan'er is fine. The baby may have been born prematurely and is a little thin."

"Is he healthy?" Ahao asked again.

Da Sun nodded: "I don't need anything."

Ahao suddenly became excited and almost jumped up from the ground.

"Haha, daughter, I have a daughter, and I am finally a father!"

He laughed and ran happily into the house. Da Sun didn't stop him, so he had to turn around and follow him in.

While Xiao Yaxue and Yang Ruolan from Changping Village were immersed in the joy of becoming mothers for the first time, thousands of miles away in the capital, Yang Ruoqing received an invitation from Mrs. Lin.

The location is still at Cuizhu House.

It's still time for dinner.

Moreover, Mu Zichuan was also invited together.

In the elegant room, after some pleasantries, the three of them took their seats.

Mrs. Lin couldn't wait to chat with Yang Ruoqing.

Originally, Yang Ruoqing thought that a woman like Mrs. Lin who came from a scholarly family was also a talented woman who was famous in the Qi capital.

Finally, she married the current court elder and a bachelor.

Presumably, his words and deeds are out of this world.

Just like Lin Daiyu in the novel.

However, when Mrs. Lin actually had this conversation with her, Yang Ruoqing found that the word "childlike innocence" couldn't be more appropriate when applied to Mrs. Lin.

"Miss Yang, I asked you to go out for dinner today. Actually, it's nothing very formal, and it's not like the poetry meeting that day."

"The more casual you are, the better. Don't be restrained, okay?" Mrs. Lin asked.

Yang Ruoqing curled her lips and smiled, and nodded slightly.

Mrs. Lin continued: "I asked you out today because, as a book friend and a book fan, I want to get close to you, Miss Yang, haha."

"Mrs. Lin, are you looking for spoilers from me?" Yang Ruoqing asked with a smile.

Mrs. Lin quickly shook her head: "I am determined not to spoil the story. If it is spoiled, won't there be no expectations for anything later?"

"I just want to discuss with you the characters, personalities, fates, experiences, etc..." she said.

Yang Ruoqing smiled and nodded again.

"As long as there are no spoilers, this is okay." Yang Ruoqing said.

In the past, Zuo Junmo said that novels can be sold in the capital, and they sell so well.

The key reason is that Zuo Junmo has connections and connections in the capital.

As for that relationship and connections, Yang Ruoqing only now knew that it was Mrs. Lin.

This relationship is really hard.

Here, Mrs. Lin took out a book and opened it. There were many words written densely on the pages.

Mrs. Lin followed the above order and began to ask Yang Ruoqing questions.

They were all plots in the novel, as well as some things that were not written in detail. She took them all and considered them carefully.

Yang Ruoqing chatted with her patiently. She was also very interested in these conversations.

Mu Zichuan sat aside, drinking tea quietly and listening to the two of them talking.

From time to time, I picked up the novel that Mrs. Lin brought over and flipped through a few pages.

I looked at it and actually took it in.

He waited until the delicious food was served on the table before reluctantly closing the pages of the book.

Mrs. Han smiled and said: "If Mr. Tanhua likes this novel, I will give you this one. I have other bound books in my house."

Mu Zichuan was very happy when he heard this. He held the book in both hands, stood up and thanked him respectfully.

After eating and drinking, Yang Ruoqing took out a palm-sized stone strung on a thin silver chain and brought it to Mrs. Lin with both hands.

"Mrs. Lin, the stubborn jade in Dream of Red Mansions is actually shaped according to the original shape of this stone." Yang Ruoqing said.

"How do you say this?" Mrs. Lin asked in surprise.

Yang Ruoqing said: "At that time, I went to collect firewood in the mountains behind the village. One time I was really tired, so I made a pier on the edge of a cliff."

"In the dream, it was like hearing voices around me, and when I woke up, I found such a round stone in my hand."

"I was very inspired at that time. I thought about how many days and months this stone had passed through the mountains. Maybe it had absorbed the aura of the mountains and rivers and became spiritual?"

"So, I came up with this story, and then refined it little by little, and finally I got this novel, hehe."

After saying this, Yang Ruoqing's face was burning.

"It's rare that Mrs. Lin appreciates this novel so much and that we have such a good rapport,"

"I have always kept this stone with me. Now, I give it to you, madam. I hope you like it."

"Although it's not expensive, it's just an ordinary stone. I hope Madam won't dislike it," Yang Ruoqing said.

After going out for dinner, I will have to rely more on her for publicity and marketing for other books in the future. This friendship must be forged and this gift must be given.

Mrs. Lin must have seen too much gold, silver, jewelry, emeralds and agate.

If you want to give a gift, it must be unique and have special meaning.

After thinking about it, I quickly went to the Wa Market in the capital that specialized in selling flowers, birds, insects, and fish, and picked out a stone.

It took nearly two hours of work to carve out two columns of poems from the novel "A Dream of Red Mansions" on the stone.

A lot of thought went into this gift. The fingers were carved inch by inch with a small awl, and the fingers were calloused, the skin was abraded, and blisters appeared.

At this time, after hearing Yang Ruoqing's words, Mrs. Lin's expression suddenly became excited.
Chapter completed!