Dazhi was already full, so he wasn't too bothered. But Luo Baobei's eyes lit up immediately. He let go of Yang Ruoheng's finger and strode over to Yang Huazhong with his quick little legs.

Yang Huazhong crouched, she stood. Yang Huazhong used the tip of his chopsticks to pick up a small piece of watermelon naan and blew on it a few times before putting it to Luobaobao's mouth.

　　The little lamb arched its tiny bottom, stretched its neck out, and opened its mouth wide to eat, munching happily.

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"Delicious and well-behaved, right?" Yang Huazhong asked.

Luo Baobei nodded like a chick pecking at rice, Yang Huazhong smiled happily.

"Come, Gaga will take you to the kitchen to get a fresh bowl."

Yang Huazhong took Luo Baobei's hand and turned to Dashi, "Dashi, are you coming to eat watermelon porridge? Gaga also filled a bowl for you?"

Dazhi then looked at Yang Ruqing.

Yang Ruqing knew he must have seen Luobo's just-finished eating appearance and was also a little greedy.

But this child, though a boy, was even more bashful than a girl.

"Da Zhi, if you want to eat, go to the kitchen with your grandpa. There's nothing wrong." Yang Ruoqing said softly.

Da Zhi immediately walked over and, taking Yang Hua'zhong's sleeve, went to the kitchen together.

Gazing at the backs of the three generations, Yang Ruqing curled her lips into a smile.

Mrs. Sun raised her head and said to Yang Ruoqing, "You should have a bowl too, it's the watermelon porridge from last night. I put it in the well to keep it cool. You always say that overnight watermelon porridge tastes better, don't you?"

Yang Ruqing shook her head. "I had fried rice for breakfast this morning, and my stomach is really full now. I can't even fit a drop of water down."

Sun Shi glared at Yang Ruqing, "You're exaggerating!"

Yang Ruqing chuckled and her gaze fell on the pile of green beans, cucumbers, and eggplants at Mrs. Sun's feet.

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Judging from the dew still clinging to the cucumber, it should have been picked back this morning from the vegetable garden by Mrs. Sun.

Cowpeas come in the most tender variety, and also thicker, more mature ones. Mrs. Sun sat on a small stool, carefully picking out each one by one, then tying those she chose together with straw into bundles, neatly arranging them aside. Let me know if you have any other text you'd like translated! ?

Yang Ruqing immediately knew that Mrs. Sun was preparing to make pickled vegetables and dried vegetables.

This time of year, the vegetables in the garden have reached maturity.

We have three meals a day at home, but we can't finish all the food. The vegetables in the garden are wasted again.

So, peasant households would generally busy themselves with pickling or drying excess vegetables to serve as side dishes throughout the year.

Mrs. Sun was a skilled craftswoman and naturally understood the principles behind this creation.

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Yang Ruqing is a foodie. Following Sun by her side, she learned many techniques for making farm-style pickled vegetables and dried vegetables.

"Mother, let me help you pick out some things."

She said a word, tugged at her skirt, and squatted down beside Mrs. Sun to busy herself with the work.

Okra and cucumbers are used for pickling. The sour, spicy, and crisp pickled okra and cucumber strips are the best companions for congee and a great side dish.

Eggplants are blanched in hot water and then flattened with chopsticks. They are then dried in a cool place.

When you want to eat it, just grab some, put it with meat and ginger and star anise together and steam it.

That taste, old good!

Yang Ruqing lowered her head, busy and engrossed in her work.

Sun suddenly thought of something and said to Yang Ruoqing, "This trip, I'm afraid we really offended your fourth aunt."

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Yang Ruqing's movements paused for a moment, then she raised an eyebrow and smiled.

“What? Is it about sending the Nine Dynasty Gifts for Hé'er to give birth?” she asked.

Mrs. Sun nodded, "Mm."

"Heh heh, Auntie Four came to find your mother. What did you complain about?" Yang Ruqing asked again.

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Sun said, “There’s no complaint against me here, but there are many complaints about others in the village.”

“Your Auntie Guihua, Auntie Dayun, all your four aunts have mentioned it,”

"Saying we are stingy, all of us coming together to squeeze them out of their four houses, is just taking advantage of your Uncle Four being away..."

“Then this morning, I went to the vegetable garden to pick some vegetables, and I ran into her,”

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“I greeted her, and she turned her head and walked away. I don't know if she stepped on a stone or something, but she kept muttering to herself for a while. Oh well!”

Sun sighed and shook her head slightly.

Yang Ruqing twitched the corners of her mouth, "That's not scolding the stones underfoot, it's using veiled insults to target you!"

Sun Shi let out a bitter laugh, "Let her go then. If she feels better by ranting and raving, so be it. We don't owe her anything anyway."

Yang Ruqing said, "Mother, if you think this way, it's right. She only dares to whisper behind her back. If she has the guts, come and say it to my face."

"If you really anger us, then even if He'er brings the children back, we won't even glance at them,"

"People like them are heartless, unprincipled, selfish. They only care about themselves. Even if you do ninety-nine good things for them, if the last one doesn't satisfy them, they'll erase all the previous ninety-nine and pretend they never happened. They are utterly ungrateful!"

When it comes to this ungrateful act, what the Fourth Uncle did really upset Yang Ruqing.

He doesn't even know how many messes he's cleaned up for Uncle Four. Starting from when Uncle Four went to that black quarry in Huaguang County...

And she also helped him clean up the mess after he took a life.

After a few years of keeping a low profile, Yang Ruohua taught him how to manage the inn step-by-step, letting him be the shopkeeper. All the ingredients and money went through his hands. She gave him so much trust.

A horse without grazing at night will grow thin, and water that is too clear will have no fish.

She knew that given his character, he was sure to squeeze some oil out of it.

She could also turn a blind eye as long as he wasn't too over the top, she could totally do that, because he had a whole family to support.

But Cloud City's people, his practice of looking down on others and stepping over them, even to the point of helping Yang Wenxuan scheme against the inn's profits,

These actions made Yang Ruqing's disappointment grow deeper.

The betrayal of one's own people is far more vicious than that of an opponent.

To the point where now, she has no interest in, nor patience for, anything to do with the four rooms.

"If she dares to scold me in front of me again, I'll fight back and make her regret it. It's just so infuriating!" Yang Ruqing said.

Sun shi smiled helplessly, "Forget it, don't be like your fourth aunt. She's probably not feeling too good either."

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"Not happy? This is done by a grandmother's hand, of all her children, the one she favors most is Ho’er."

“Holland had a baby, she should be happy.” said Yang Ruqing.

Mrs. Sun said, “Your aunt has always been hoping that Hua'er would give birth to a son. When Hua’er was pregnant, your aunt never stopped asking fortune tellers.”

"She still made a wish at the fortune teller's, saying that if she had a son, she would do this and that. The fortune teller also said that this child was a boy."

“But she was born a girl, and your Aunt Four wasn't happy about that. She only stayed at our house for three days after giving birth before returning home.”

"Saying that my siblings are disrespectful and don't treat her as their mother-in-law, that she doesn't have to do hard work anymore...oh, where is the proper way for a mother-in-law to speak!"