"Your aunt has tried all the tricks on the surface, but they don't work, but I don't think they will give up easily. They may use some dark means to promote this matter. You'd better remind Ning Su.

Come on, be careful and stay away."

When leaving Ning Mansion, Xiao Yu arrived at the door. Yang Ruoqing held Xiao Yu's hand and whispered a reminder.

Xiaoyu nodded seriously, feeling grateful in her heart.

Only my best friend who has been in love with her since she was a child would remind her so much. If it were anyone else, they would all want to see her jokes.

"I am sensible, Qing'er, thank you for coming to see me and talking with me for so long." Xiaoyu's face was full of sincerity, and there was still some reluctance.

Yang Ruoqing smiled: "Take care of yourself and the children. I'm going back to the restaurant first. Ping'er is still sick."

Xiaoyu followed a few steps closer, "Do you want me to help Ping'er find a doctor? I know several famous doctors in Qing'an County..."

Yang Ruoqing shook her head: "No, you are pregnant and it is not suitable to travel around. I will take care of Ping'er. We will return to the village in the next two days."

Xiao Yu hummed and asked the boys around her to come over one after another to say goodbye to Yang Ruoqing.

Looking at the three boys of different heights, Yang Ruoqing's eyes were filled with smiles.

"Uncle Chang Gen and Aunt Guihua didn't come here. They would be happy to see the three boys growing up so well."

When she mentioned her parents, Xiaoyu couldn't help but feel sadness and self-blame on her face.

"I'm unfilial, marrying so far away, I can't take care of my parents here..."

Yang Ruoqing patted Xiaoyu's hand: "Aunt Guihua had guessed that you would say this. She asked me to tell you not to think too much. Your sister-in-law and younger siblings are at home. Everything is fine. You should take good care of yourself and the children.

, live a good life with Ning Su, and she and Uncle Chang Gen will live a stable life at home."

Xiaoyu nodded slightly.

"Also, when you are about to give birth, you must send a message back in advance. They will come to accompany you." Yang Ruoqing added.

Xiaoyu nodded again.

Yang Ruoqing took one last look at the three boys, and then told the oldest boy: "You are the eldest son, so you should share more of your mother's worries."

The eldest son is already eleven years old. His facial features are exactly the same as Ning Su's. He is standing there with his back straight and he is a very energetic young man.

Hearing Yang Ruoqing's instructions, he looked solemn, "Don't worry, Aunt Qing'er, I will definitely take good care of my mother and two younger brothers."

Yang Ruoqing smiled with satisfaction, and Xiaoyu looked at her son with a face filled with joy.

"Qing'er, let me pack up the things you brought to my parents later and send them to Tianxiang Tower tomorrow?"

"Okay, you pack it up and I will take it back to your parents when I return to the village."

…

"Where did the gift come from on the table? Could it be that Huahua has been here?"

In the guest room, Ping'er was fully clothed and sitting on the bed. There were two piles of gifts on the table in front of the bed.

Ping'er glanced at the things on the table and smiled weakly at Yang Ruoqing: "Well, Huahua and Gu Zhihua just left."

Yang Ruoqing came to the table and looked at the gifts on the table, brown sugar, donkey hide gelatin, candied dates...

"I really don't want to see them both." Ping'er murmured.

Yang Ruoqing took off her gloves and sat down beside the bed: "If they want to visit, let them visit. When your illness gets better, we will go back to the village. Don't worry about whether Huahua's life will be good or bad in the future.

, if you can raise her and get her married, your job has been completed."

Ping'er nodded lightly: "Even if I want to worry, I can't help. Huahua is old and has her own ideas. Besides, I'm not the biological mother in the first place. I'm just the maid beside her biological mother. It's not easy to interfere too much."

many."

Yang Ruoqing poured a bowl of hot water for Ping'er: "Here, drink more water. Have you had lunch?"

"Well, I've eaten. Your fifth uncle sent it here. He's so kind." Ping'er drank some water, raised her head and said.

Yang Ruoqing smiled.

Ping'er added: "From the meaning of Gu Zhihua's words earlier, I probably guessed that it was you who accompanied me there yesterday. He was afraid of offending you, Mrs. Gaoming. If you had not come to Qing'an County, the two of them would probably

You will never come to visit me again."

Yang Ruoqing twitched the corners of her lips: "This kind of person is so good at maneuvering, I won't annoy him, because he has nothing to do with me, and he doesn't have any other friendships."

Ping'er nodded, asked Yang Ruoqing some questions about Xiaoyu, then took medicine and rested.

Two days later, Ping'er's health was much better, Xiaoyu also sent someone to deliver a carriage full of gifts, and Yang Ruoqing and the others set off back to Changping Village.

Before leaving, Yang Ruoqing asked Ping'er: "I'm going back this time. I don't know when I will meet Huahua next time. Do you want to go say hello to her?"

Ping'er shook her head decisively: "I'm not going, it's boring. Let's go home."

…

Changping Village.

When Yang Ruoqing's carriage was driving on the road leading to the village entrance, they saw a crowd of people under the old maple tree from a distance.

"What day is this? Why is it so lively?" Yang Ruoqing stuck her head out and asked.

Luo Fengtang said: "There is a stage set up under the old maple tree, as if we are going to sing an opera."

"Singing an opera? It's already mid-February, spring plowing has begun, and it's not the first month of the year. Who invited the opera troupe?" Yang Ruoqing was a little puzzled, but she was also more curious.

In the past few years, every year during the first month of the year, she would spend her own money to invite a troupe to come over and sing operas for the villagers to entertain the public.

She was not at home in the first month of last year, so she didn't invite her. She originally planned to invite her in the first month of this year, but several village elders sat together and said that the village suffered a snowstorm in the twelfth lunar month last year, and there were also deaths. Huosheng also committed suicide at the beginning of the first month of the year. This year

There will be no drama in the village during the first month of the year.

Yang Ruoqing thought it was reasonable, so she and Luo Fengtang made a plan to use the money from the opera troupe to subsidize several families who were affected by the snowstorm years ago, so that they could improve their conditions.

So, who has violated the wishes of the village elders and invited a troupe to sing a opera at the entrance of the village?

The carriage stopped at the entrance of the yard, and Yang Ruoqing and Ping'er got out of the carriage.

Ping'er said to Yang Ruoqing: "Qing'er, you and Tang Yazi have worked hard this time, so I'll go back first."

Yang Ruoqing nodded, "Remember what we agreed on the road to live a good life when we get back. Don't worry about things that shouldn't be yours to worry about. Don't do thankless things."

Ping'er nodded, turned and left.

Yang Ruoqing glanced under the old maple tree again, then turned and entered the yard.

Wang Cuilian and Blacksmith Luo were both at home. When they saw them coming back, they quickly went out to help lead the horses and get things.

Yang Ruoqing quickly asked them about the theater at the entrance of the village.

Wang Cuilian said: "It's your cousin Yongxian who is back. He paid for the troupe to entertain us villagers!"

The troupe invited by Yang Yongxian?
Chapter completed!