“Oh? What is it? Third Brother, tell me about it.” Yang Huaming asked Yang Huazhong.

Yang Huazhong thought carefully for a moment and said, "I remember very clearly the day when Luo Erge went up the mountain. When the coffin just arrived at the willow grove behind the village, the clear sky suddenly became overcast." Let me know if you have more text you'd like translated!

Then came a sudden storm, raging from the mountainside and beating directly on the coffin lid.

"At that time, some people who carried the coffin together said, 'Rain beating on the coffin head, generations to come will produce feudal lords.'"

“At that time, I was still thinking, with the conditions of the Luo family, Brother Luo couldn't marry a wife, and the only heir would be Tang Ya Zi,”

"Tang Ya Zi couldn't even eat enough to fill his stomach, let alone study. Where did these feudal lords come from?"

“But looking at the situation now, our Tang-ya kid can even protect us. It seems that what they said about raining on top of the coffin back then really came true.” Yang Huazhong said.

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Everyone else nodded in agreement. In their eyes, Luo Fengtang's future seemed even brighter than that of Da An, the top scholar.

As the wife of Luofeng Tang, Yang Ruqing sat among the crowd, her back straight with pride.

Tang Yazi enlisted at the age of seventeen, starting as an ordinary foot soldier. To this day, he has served for over eight years.

Every promotion he achieved was bought with his life and blood, every time he rushed to the battlefield, it was a gamble with his very existence.

From an unknown nobody to becoming a trusted warrior by Emperor Qi's side, while enjoying the honor that others can't even dream of, he also bears dangers beyond ordinary people's imagination.

Good fortune and misfortune always accompany each other.

When it was time to celebrate Old Mrs. Sun's "77th birthday," both the eldest daughter-in-law and the other daughters-in-law went to Sunjiaogou.

Because the weather wasn't very hot anymore, Yang Ruoqing decided to bring along both Luo Baobei and Dazhi, but Dajie and Huang Mao couldn't go.

Da Jie went to Chang Huai Prefecture to take the autumn imperial examinations. Huang Mao was seven months pregnant and it wasn't suitable for her to travel over mountains and valleys.

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Everyone spared Dajie any harsh words, hoping that he would pass the autumn imperial examination this time and use his official title to comfort Old Mrs. Sun's spirit in heaven.

Sunjiagou, Cuier's home.

Then Cui'er's mother shut the door, first embracing Cui'er and crying a good while.

"From the moment I was born, we've never been apart. This separation of forty days has felt like an eternity. Mother has been counting the days at home, her fingers flying across her palms. We are so overjoyed to have you back, oh my!"

Cui’er's mother held Cui’er, crying as she spoke.

... Cui’er also had tears rolling down her cheeks like pearls. She took out a white handkerchief embroidered with silk flowers and gently wiped her mother's tears, while comforting her softly.

"Mother, I miss you too. I dreamed about you several times last night and worried that you and Father were lonely at home, not having enough to eat or warm clothes..."

On the side, Cui'er’s father stood there with a silly smile.

Hearing the conversation between the two, Cui'er's father said: "Don't worry, your mother and I have food and clothing. After you left last time, a few days later, your aunt and godmother sent people to bring rice, grain, vegetables, and some medicinal herbs for us. Now our family is doing well. Don't worry, in Changping Village, listen carefully to your aunt and godmother, and help them with household chores."

Hearing this, Cui'er nodded.

When seeing that his wife was still crying, Tui'er's father couldn't help but scold her, "When our daughter wasn't home, you waited anxiously for her, wanting to tell her everything that had been on your mind."

"Your daughter will be back soon, you're just crying all the time. Tomorrow morning your daughter will set off for Changping Village. When that time comes, you'll have nothing to say. You should cry a little less right now and have a good talk with me instead."

Then Cui'er's mother quickly wiped away her tears, pulled Cui'er down to sit beside her, and brightened the bean oil lamp a few points. Then she pulled Cui'er up and down to examine her.

"Well, looking at this face, it's a bit rounder, and the complexion is pretty good too. The clothes they're wearing..."

“This outfit was made for me by Sister Qing'er. Right after the first autumn wind blew, Sister Qing'er made two sets of autumn clothes to wash and change for each family member, as well as two sets of inner garments.”

“And this handkerchief, it was also given to me by Qing'er sister. It was on the Mid-Autumn Festival in August. Xiaohua, Xiaoduo, and Xiaojie Huangmao each received one, and I did too.”

Hearing this, Cui’er's mother bent her head and carefully examined Cui’er’s clothes. She took the handkerchief and looked at it closely.

“Goodness gracious, this Qing'er is truly generous! Just by touching these clothes and handkerchief, one can tell the quality of the material. It's far superior to the rough, coarse cloth we weave on our own looms.”

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“Life outside this mountain is so good. We can’t compare to them,” Cui'er’s mother sighed.

Cuier pursed her lips and corrected the woman, saying: "Mother, you're mistaken. I think life outside the mountains is not easy for everyone either."

"Especially during times of famine, I saw many families selling their daughters to buy half a bucket of rice. They did all sorts of desperate things for it, even leading to the destruction of families and separation of spouses and children."

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"Sister Qing'er's family is the best in the surrounding villages and towns, even the top one out of hundreds. This is because Sister Qing'er runs a business, with taverns in town, county, and even Qianyuan County."

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"Tui'er's mother nodded repeatedly, “Then our family is truly lucky! This connection we’ve made is excellent. You must cherish this fortune and be good to your elder sister Qing'er. Please try to please her so she can help you find a good husband in the future. That way, our parents will be at ease.”

When it comes to her in-laws, Cuier's face turns red.

"Mother, I'm only fourteen. It's better if I learn a few more skills from Sister Qing'er. Those things... are still too early."

Cuier's mother was stunned for a moment, then quickly changed her words: "That's right, that's right, learn more skills."

The rest can wait, when the time comes, things will fall into place.

Mrs. Cui seemed to have already seen the near future: her daughter married into a good family outside the mountains, and then she and her husband sent their father-in-law to his final resting place. They could also pack up their belongings and move outside the mountains to enjoy a few years of peace and happiness.

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"By the way, Cui'er, during these past few months you've been outside the mountains, have you seen Da An and your sister-in-law?"

Cuier shook her head, "They've been busy with important matters outside and haven't come back."

"Cuier's mother said, 'I've never met Qing'er's husband. Your father went to Changping Village twice, but he always happened to be out.'"

“But, it is said that he was a general, leading troops into battle, certainly very imposing.”

“When he comes back, be careful. There’s an old saying: ‘A scholar meets a soldier, right and wrong are hard to distinguish.’ He's probably a very fierce ruffian. Don't get on his bad side.”

Cuier nodded seriously.

Then Cui'er's mother continued, "Your cousin Da An, your father has met him. He's a scholar, polite and well-mannered. I hear he's easy to get along with and treats his elders with respect. Is that right, Cui'er's father?"

The man sitting beside him nodded in agreement, saying, "Yes, even though he's the top scholar, he's very polite to us elders and relatives. He doesn't act at all arrogant."

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