Tuo Ba Ling thought that he was bored anyway, so he stood up. "Okay!"

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Seeing that both of them had left, Damo felt a little moved too.

"I've taken a look at the book. He said to Yang Ruohua, “Why don’t we go and take a look at what’s going on? We can try to persuade them together?”

Yang Ruqing was still lost in the conversation between Ge Dading and Luzi Niang, when she heard this, she came to her senses.

"Hmm!"

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Then, only Xiao Mo remained in the room, still sitting at the table gnawing on a rabbit leg with relish.

Cuixi poked her head out from the kitchen. Seeing only a young man alone, her eyes darted around before she retreated back to her own room.

After a while, she came out again.

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He combed his hair and changed his coat, then walked straight to the table: "Nephew, it's boring to drink alone. Why don't you have a drink with me?"

Xiaomo looked up at Cuixi with a hint of surprise.

"Sister-in-law, you dare still sit at the table and drink? When my brother comes back, aren't you afraid he'll skin you alive?" Xiaomo asked.

Cuixi pulled at the corner of her mouth, "Third Uncle, there's a saying, even if your eldest brother beats me to death, I still have to say it."

"What are you talking about?" asked Xiao Mo.

"In this house, you are the most extraordinary one. Among the three brothers, you will be the most successful in the future," Cui Xi said.

Everyone likes to hear nice things, Xiaomo is no exception.

He grinned, "Sister-in-law, you flatter me well! Hehe, here, this piece of rabbit meat is on me."

A piece of rabbit meat was thrown in front of Cuixi.

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But Cuixi didn't rush to eat. When she was cooking the rabbit meat earlier, she had secretly eaten several pieces already.

At this moment, she still had important matters to attend to. Looking at the book, "Third Uncle, come, come, let's have one first." Cuixi raised her cup of wine and drained it in one gulp.

Nothing is more delicious than dumplings, and nothing is more fun than playing with a child.

After the uncle and sister-in-law finished three cups of two glasses of wine, their eyes looked at each other differently...

That's over by Black Mule's place.

Yang Ruqing arrived with the big mill last.

When he arrived, he saw in the main hall of Heimaozi's house a man with dark skin and a circle of black hair around his mouth. He was indeed somewhat like a mule, standing straight in the middle of the room.

At his feet, knelt a woman with disheveled hair, in her arms cradled a child wrapped in tattered cotton.

The black stallion often stooped to snatch children from women's arms, but the women held on desperately.

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As the two people tugged and pulled, a child's leg and foot slipped out of the swaddling clothes.

There was still some yellowish dirt on it, obviously from just being born. It seems the dirt from the womb hadn't been cleaned yet.

"Foolish woman, let go! I'll throw this little wretch out and kill him!" The black stallion roared as he struggled to grab her.

The woman cried in a shrill voice.

"If you want to kill her, you have to kill me first. She's my daughter, not some bad omen..."

The two of them were locked in a standoff. Old Mo roared, "Let's talk this out. Black Mule, come here and don't try to steal anything."

"My dear, you mustn't cry. Stand up first," Old Mo said, putting on an air of authority and addressing the young couple.

The black mule was obviously a little cowardly. Hearing this, it quickly let go and stood aside.

The mule's mother hurried over and helped her daughter-in-law up, helping her to sit down on a nearby stool.

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By the side, Da Mo seemed to have seen Yang Ruohuang's puzzlement and lowered his voice: "These two mother-in-law and daughter-in-law are both bought from outside."

"When the mule's mother was young, she was said to like running. When her father caught her, he broke her leg. It wasn't until she gave birth to a mule that she settled down and lived a peaceful life."

"The mule's daughter-in-law was also bought from outside, and wanted to run away. She was caught by the black mule and had her leg broken."

Hearing this from Da Mo, Yang Ruqing was speechless.

This village is not where everyone can communicate like Lao Mo Da Mo.

There are still some rough and tough men.

Different people respond differently to the same situation.

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In the main hall, the old mill was questioning the black mule about what had happened.

“According to your mother, you despise being a daughter and want to get rid of her?” Lao Mo asked.

The black mule nodded, "Old Mo Shu, don't try to persuade me. That girl's film is a money loser at best, and besides, she's the God of Plague."

“If we don't deal with it right away, it will infuriate the Pig Demoness. When she gets angry, we won't be able to raise pigs or chickens anymore, and then we'll be finished!” Black Mule said.

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Old Mo furrowed his brow, glancing at the little baby girl held tightly in his daughter-in-law's arms. His face was full of distress.

“A daughter-in-law from a mule family, this is the custom of our village, you know that.” Lao Mo opened his mouth, but every word he uttered seemed to be a great effort.

Since you've come to Sishān'ao and become the wife of a black mule driver, you should abide by the rules here.

“This has always been the way things are done here, so please don't make things difficult for everyone!” Old Grind said again.

The mule's daughter-in-law remained silent, holding her child and crying.

The black mule was annoyed and rushed over again impatiently, snatching the child and the ragged cotton stuffing away in one go.

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Without even glancing at the infant girl in her arms, she flung her back toward the entrance of the main hall.

Is this the rhythm that will kill the child?

Yang Ruoqing thought she had seen things, seeing that small swaddled bundle flying out, drawing an arc in mid-air. She gasped.

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Instinctively, she was about to jump up to catch the child, but a figure darted in front of her and leaped into the air first.

When he landed safely back on the ground, in his arm, there was a small cradle.

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A little leg, fallen from the cradle, was still kicking wildly. He held the child in one hand and carefully pulled the broken cotton stuffing down with the other to cover the child's leg.

Such gentleness and delicacy.

So careful like this,

And when he looked down at the child in his arms, the stiff lines on his face softened instantly.

As if still teasing the child, the corners of his lips twitched upward.

This left Yang Ruqing, standing beside him, speechless.

Never in his dreams would he have imagined, that the war god of Daliang, the one known as Wang Taobal, who had bathed his hands in the blood of countless souls, would be treating a newborn girl with such tenderness. This little girl, considered an ominous sign by her own father, was now in the gentle care of the fearsome king himself!

This gap left Yang Ruqing speechless with shock.

And the black mule's extremely displeased voice pulled her back to her senses from her shock.

"Only to see the Black Mule angrily rushed to Tobar Ling's face, “Boss Ling, I know you have money, but this is my family’s business, you best not interfere!”

Tuoba Ling's brows furrowed as he looked at the black mule: "Brother Black Mule, I hope you see clearly,"

"What you're throwing away, smashing to pieces, isn't a little cat or dog. It's your daughter, your own flesh and blood!"

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