Yang Ruoqing began to be disappointed with him.

Later, he wanted to fly high in public, which was a slap in the face to her. She would not stop him from making a fortune, but she also had a temper.

She is not a springboard, let alone a shelter.

"Qing'er, if you talk to your fourth aunt like this to her face, won't your face be torn too much?" Mrs. Sun asked a little worriedly.

Yang Ruoqing said: "It's impossible to be nice to someone like Fourth Aunt. The nicer you are to her, the more she will try to take advantage of you."

"If you get an advantage, you will treat me like a fool and laugh in your heart. When we are cruel to her, she will give up. People are so mean. If you don't believe it, just watch!" Yang Ruoqing said, lowering her head and continuing to wash the dishes.

.

Sun said: "There is a saying that 'ghosts are afraid of evil people'. I can't be sure. I really need you to be sure."

"That's all, I don't care. Just do whatever you say. You are better at this than me."

…

The days passed peacefully like this. After a few autumn rains, the maple leaves in the mountains behind the village began to turn red.

The crops in the fields are ripe, and the children have two more clothes.

During this period, Luo Fengtang had been busy with military affairs, and a whole hot summer day passed without being able to come back to visit his relatives.

The family just happened to be harvesting late rice and picking cotton.

The herbs in the mountains have also entered the harvest season. Yang Ruoqing wakes up early and stays up late every day busy with these, and cannot spare time to visit him in the south.

I can only endure the longing of separation between the two places, but Hongyan's letters will not stop.

After a busy day every day, I take a bath at night and sit under the lamp.

Yang Ruoqing would pick up paper and pen, rub her thoughts into the lines on the paper, and then send it to him...

Yang Huaming never reported the news back to Changping Village, and everyone in Changping Village also tacitly agreed not to mention it.

He'er's child came to visit when he was one month old.

Zhou Wang from Zhoujia Village caught a rooster and came to Blacksmith Luo's house to announce that Xiaohuan had given birth to a son.

As for Zhou Xia, she still stayed in the yard all day long, never leaving the door or taking a step forward, as if she wanted to isolate herself from the world.

Everyone has their own rhythm of life, and the days go on...

In the blink of an eye, the autumn breeze is cool, the sweet-scented osmanthus is fragrant, the moon is full, and the Mid-Autumn Festival is coming soon.

During the Mid-Autumn Festival, Yang Ruoqing gave the restaurant two days off.

Extra red envelopes and moon cakes for the festival were distributed to the shopkeeper and every boy.

Of course, Ping'er, the restaurant's exclusive embroiderer, also participated.

On the eve of the Mid-Autumn Festival, guests came to the old Luo family.

It's Zhou Wang, who came here specifically to give Mid-Autumn Festival gifts to Blacksmith Luo and his wife.

It is a custom and a rule to send Mid-Autumn Festival gifts, Dragon Boat Festival gifts, and New Year gifts to my grandparents’ family.

Unless you are so poor that you can't even lift the lid of the pot, no matter how much you pay, you will give it to your grandfather.

No, Zhou Wang is here.

On behalf of his mother Luo Daye, he came to my grandfather to give Mid-Autumn Festival gifts.

Wang Cuilian came over and told Yang Ruoqing, and Yang Ruoqing immediately followed Wang Cuilian to the old house.

Although my family lives separately from Blacksmith Luo and his wife, it still belongs to the model of separate households.

But when relatives come to give gifts to the elders in the family, Yang Ruoqing definitely goes over to say hello out of politeness, and takes the initiative to cook and entertain the guests. This is the job of a junior and a daughter-in-law.

As soon as Yang Ruoqing entered the courtyard of the old Luo family's house, she saw a carriage parked in the courtyard.

Hey, cousin Zhou Wang actually drove a carriage here?

Isn't this the carriage that belonged to Luo Da'e and her daughter? Could it be that Luo Da'e was so compassionate that she was finally willing to lend the carriage to her son?

"Qing'er, you're here, come on, come on, your cousin Zhou Wang is here."

Blacksmith Luo's greeting came from the hall.

Yang Ruoqing looked away and quickly entered the main room.

Blacksmith Luo was sitting at the table with Zhou Wang. On the table, there was a bundle of gifts. Judging from the outer packaging, they were moon cakes.

Then, sugar, red dates, and two pounds of pork belly tied with straw.

This Mid-Autumn Festival gift is not a light one for a villager!

Yang Ruoqing glanced from the gift to Zhou Wang, smiled and said hello: "Cousin!"

Zhou Wang didn't know what was going on. Maybe it was because this younger brother and sister were very capable and good at people.

Every time I see Yang Ruoqing, I feel a little reserved.

He was originally sitting, but when Yang Ruoqing greeted him, he quickly stood up from the stool.

"Brother and sister Qing'er." He responded, standing there, his face flushed a bit.

Yang Ruoqing looked at Zhou Wang's reserved look and asked, "Am I that majestic?"

I am the gentlest.

"Cousin, are you here alone? Why don't you bring Xiaohuan and the child over to play together?" Yang Ruoqing smiled and took the initiative to discuss the topic.

Zhou Wang grinned and said: "The child is too young, less than two months old. We plan to bring him over when we celebrate the New Year in the first month of next year."

When Yang Ruoqing heard this, she smiled and nodded.

"Well, it's August now, and the child will be half a year old in the first month of next year. He's indeed a little older. I'll bring him to my door then," she said.

Zhou Wang nodded vigorously.

Blacksmith Luo said, "Don't stand around. Sit down and talk."

Yang Ruoqing smiled and said, "Cousin, please sit down. I'll go to the kitchen to help my aunt cook, and I'll prepare some snacks for you at noon."

Zhou Wang looked flattered and said: "Brother and sister Qing'er, there's no need for more, just two of us can make the meal. I have to go back quickly after eating. I only have Xiaohuan and the child at home, so I'm not worried."

Yang Ruoqing was stunned for a moment.

Wang Cuilian said: "Don't worry, there won't be much trouble. What's the matter? Qing'er, please chat with your cousin Zhou Wang first. I'll go to the vegetable garden first."

In other words, even if Yang Ruoqing goes to the kitchen now, there will be no ingredients...

"Okay, then let's cook dinner when you come back, aunt. It's still early anyway, so I'll do some household chores with my cousin."

Yang Ruoqing said generously, and then sat down.

Pushing the plate with melon seeds and peanuts in front of Zhou Wang, "Cousin, eat melon seeds and chat while eating melon seeds."

Zhou Wang nodded, casually grabbing a few pills in his hand but not in a hurry to eat them.

Here, Blacksmith Luo took a puff of dry cigarette and asked Zhou Wang: "Let's continue what we just said, what is the name of the child? Has it been chosen?"

Zhou Wang smiled, glanced at Yang Ruoqing, and said, "My nickname is Gouzi. It's easy to make a living. I haven't given a big name yet."

"Xiao Huan said that Qing'er's siblings and Tang Yazi are both capable people,"

"Let me, Qing'er, sister-in-law, help me think of a name for our dog, and I'll be lucky to offend you too," he said.

"Me?" Yang Ruoqing pointed to her nose in surprise.

I'm still immersed in the extremely unique name "Gouzi" and haven't taken it out yet.

"You are the parents of the child. It is your parents who should be responsible for naming the child. How can I take the lead..." Yang Ruoqing said a little embarrassed.

Zhou Wang, however, looked serious and said, "It's true, Qing'er, sister-in-law, Xiaohuan and I are both rough people and don't understand anything."
Chapter completed!