When Yang Ruqing woke up in the morning, she discovered that Granny Sun was surprisingly not busy in the kitchen.

"Xiaohua, where's Aunt San?" she called over to Xiaohua, who was playing with Xiaoan in the courtyard.

Little Flower shook her head: "Half an hour ago, the old woman from the big house came over and took Third Aunt away."

"Why did you go to the old house so early? What's up?" Yang Ruqing shook her head and went to the kitchen.

In the kitchen, Xiaoduo was alone, cooking porridge.

Yang Ruqing said, “I’ll cook breakfast. You just help me put in the firewood.”

As usual, breakfast was plain congee with salted vegetables.

Scallion fried eggs, leftover mugwort cakes from last night.

Breakfast was already cooked, but neither Yang Huazhong nor Sun Shi had returned.

Yang Ruqing invited Xiao An and Xiaohua back to the dining hall, where the four of them ate breakfast first.

Then Yang Ruqing was just about to go to the old house to look for Sun Shi, when Sun Shi coincidentally came back.

Sun's forehead was slick with sweat, and her hair was plastered to it.

He/She looks a little tired.

Yang Ruqing hurried forward: "Mother, what have you been up to? Why are you like this?"

Mrs. Sun said, "When the sky was about to brighten, your aunt moved around and felt her baby kick."

“Your aunt whipped up your grandma to come over and lend a hand.”

"Ah, is my aunt-in-law born yet?" Yang Ruqing hurriedly asked.

“Well, she's born,” Mrs. Sun said.

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"Boy or girl?" Yang Ruoheng asked again.

Mrs. Sun said, "Boy."

"Wow!"

“Then my uncle, ah bah, then my grandmother, they would be so happy!”

Yang Ruqing pressed for further details.

Liu was able to return to the Lao Yang family after being expelled, and Old Yang Head even showed her great tolerance.

The only reason is that Liu's belly is carrying a child.

Lao Yang valued sons over daughters, he wouldn't mind having a dozen grandsons.

Besides, the fourth uncle was inhumane and only had three daughters under his knee.

The Liu family welcomed a son, adding to the Yang family's joy. Thus, Uncle Four also had a son under his name now.

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"Mom, why do you look like this? Is there something else going on?"

Yang Ruqing softly asked, reaching out to hold Mrs. Sun's hand and guiding her into the dining hall to sit down.

Sun Shi's face was still not good.

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Yang Ruqing poured her a bowl of hot tea.

Mrs. Sun held the hot tea in her hands, but her hand trembled slightly.

He looked extremely frightened.

Yang Ruqing was even more astonished.

"Mother, what's going on? Don't look like that, tell me." she said.

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Then Sun's gaze fell on Yang Ruqing.

"Your aunt, she gave birth to a monster."

The back garden of Lao Yang's house.

Liu was lying in bed, her head covered with a cloth.

He was also dishevelled and looked like he was mad.

“Hold it back, hold it back! Don’t show me that monster, it’s scary!”

Liu cried out loudly, waving her hands and retreating into the bed.

The air in the room was still thick with the stench of blood.

Yang Huaming stood by the bed holding a turnip wrapped in flowered cloth, his face grave as well.

Tan stood in the middle of the room, leaning on his cane, and shouted angrily at the bed.

"Take all your filth and stink back to your own place. You wouldn't listen about being careful, now you've created a monster."

“You, you evil spirit, unlucky star, get out of the old Yang family with all the monsters you brought!”

Tan scolded and walked over to Yang Huaming's side.

Seizing the radish bun from Yang Huaming's hand, he was about to throw it onto the bed.

Yang Huaming came to his senses and saw the thrown radish bun, his heart sinking.

He dashed forward and caught the steamed bun in his hand.

The children inside were probably frightened.

"Wow"

The cries were so loud, they shook the very roof.

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“Fourth brother, what are you doing? This monster isn't yours, so let it die! Why are you protecting it?”

Tan burned the war to Yang Huaming.

Yang Huaming held the steamed buns, his voice low, "Mother, whether I'm his biological father doesn't matter. This child is a life nonetheless."

“Tsk!”

"I told you so! Now karma has caught up with you."

Tan, as if she had lost her mind, stood in the middle of the room and screamed.

"Shut up!"

A roar of anger came from the doorway.

It was Lao Yangtou, he came in with a face blacker than the bottom of a pot.

Don't air your dirty laundry in public, and try to keep your voice down.

Old Yang’s head lowered, his voice a grim warning to the Tan family.

Tan was furious, but she dared not speak another word.

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Old Yang retracted his gaze from Mrs. Tan and turned his head to look at the doorway behind him.

“Come on in, man. Don't be a coward.”

With Lao Yangtou's angry shout, Yang Huainan hung his head and shuffled into the room.

Old Yang walked to Yang Huaming's side and glanced at the child wrapped inside.

My grandson is so adorable! He's fair and plump, weighing almost eight pounds when he was born. He's quite big too!

The old man's gaze fell upon the child's face. A flicker of fear crossed his eyes, he sighed and shook his head, stepping aside with a look of utter dejection.

What to do?

He asked the people in the room in a low voice.

On the bed, Liu clutched the blanket, huddled into a ball, her body trembling.

On the ground, Yang Huaming held the child silently.

Yang Huainan stood against the wall, silent.

Tan snorted: "What to do, it's definitely going to be thrown away. Keeping such a monster at home is bound to bring disaster to the whole family."

Old Yang looked at Yang Huainan: "Big brother, say something."

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“What should we do with this child, keep him or abandon him?” the old man asked.

Yang Huainan didn't even dare to raise his head, his eyes fixed on his own swollen belly.

"Since Mother has said so, then… then… just throw it away," he said.

Old Yang’s eyes were deep and fixed on Yang Huainan.

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Suddenly, I felt like my son was looking very peaceful.

"Your heart is quite different from your amiable exterior, isn't it?" Old Yang said. "At least you came to our family in this lifetime, that counts as fate."

Since there are no outsiders here, I won't beat around the bush.

"Boss, come here and take another look at this child. Hold him one more time. At the very least, you're his biological father," the old man instructed again.

Hearing this, Yang Huainan finally lifted his head.

"Father, seeing this, I think we should just give up."

He leaned against the wall, not moving his feet.

Seeing this, Old Yang became even angrier.

"How can someone be so heartless?" the old man pointed at the child and scolded Yang Huainan.

“You're so heartless, even to your own flesh and blood. What if my mother and I get sick and can’t even get up? What if we're incontinent and soiled ourselves? Will you still avoid looking at us?”

The old man asked angrily, his face flushed red with anger.

Yang Hu'an saw Lao Yangtou getting serious, and his face was full of embarrassment.

"Father, what are you doing..."

He sighed, but still refused to budge.

However, Lao Yang was determined as an ironclad rock and ordered Yang Huaming: "Old Fourth, you carry the child over there. Today I have to let him take a good look at him, hold him."