Luo Fengtang watched Yang Ruqing's retreating figure, scratched his head, and was completely at a loss.

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The boy's lips, however, involuntarily curved into a joyful arc!

After leaving Fu Bo's house, Yang Ruoqing went straight to the woods behind the village.

She remembered coming here to dig for herbs and cut grass a few times before, when she had seen a type of medicinal herb that was very effective in treating tetanus.

The sun was already setting, Yang Ruqing darted into the woods and began to search...

As the light in the forest dimmed, the villagers who had been working in the fields on the hillside gradually prepared to finish their work and go home. Yang Ruqing finally came out of the woods.

Her hair and clothes were covered with bits of dirt and leaves, but she had a satisfied smile on her face.

In his left hand, he held a plant. There was a purple plant with spike-like flowers, and another white one with grains resembling millet.

In his right hand, he was carrying two wild chickens bound with straw wings.

Holding the spoils of war in her hand, she was very happy.

Purple spiky-flowered plants like this one are called wormwood. They are highly effective for treating and preventing tetanus.

White millet-sized, can relieve pain at the wound site.

She could have come out earlier, but she encountered the tracks of a wild chicken on the way and chased after it, which delayed her for a while.

Without further delay, she hurried back to the village with her things.

When they got home, the kitchen was freezing. The whole family was in Yang Huazhong's room.

Yang Huazhong lay in bed, and Gaga sat on the stool beside him. In front of him was a small stool, and his foot wrapped in gauze rested on it.

Xiao and An were both lying beside Yang Huazhong's bed, while Sun was standing by Lao Sūn's side, offering him a dry tobacco pipe.

When Yang Ruoqing pushed open the door, she happened to catch Lao Sun shouting at the top of his lungs: "... That boy is really good! He kept carrying my legs back and forth, he has some strength! He's so quiet, and he even plowed the field. Whose son is this? He's quite a good one..."

"Who plowed our field?"

A crisp sound pierced the air, and those in the room turned to see who had made it.

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As soon as Yang Ruqing pushed the door open, carrying a wild chicken in her hand, Da An and Xiao An's eyes lit up instantly.

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"Look, I caught it! Pretty impressive, huh?"

"Wow, sister is so amazing!" Xia An cheered.

"Heh heh, okay, here you go, have fun with the pheasant!"

Yang Ruqing chuckled, placing the wild chicken from her hand onto the ground behind the door. She then patted Xiao An's head and walked into the house.

Little An was so excited, he called Big An over. The two boys gathered around the two wild chickens, tilting their heads and teasing them.

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Here, Yang Ruqing first smiled at Yang Huazhong, then turned to Gao Gong's side and leaned down to take a look at Gao Gong's foot.

"Ah-Gong, how are you feeling now? Is it still painful?"

"Much better, this little pain is nothing!" Old Sun waved his hand dismissively.

"Well, Qing'er, who taught you how to catch wild chickens? Good heavens, look at each one, they must be three or four pounds apiece!" Old Sun said.

Yang Ruqing smiled. "When we meet again after three days, you'll be amazed! My granddaughter, I can do many things now!"

"Haha, not bad, not bad!" Old Sun beamed with delight, and then stuffed his pipe back in his mouth.

Sun gave Yang Ruqing a bowl of tea and said, "Ruqing, have some tea. Tang YaZi said you left earlier, so did you go to the woods to catch wild chickens this afternoon?"

Yang Ruqing stood up, handed the herbs in her hand to Mrs. Sun, and took the tea, gulping it down.

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Sun looked at the colorful herbs in her hand, surprised.

"What are these?" Mrs. Sun asked.

"Herbs, for my grandfather to use." Yang Ruoqing finished her drink and wiped her mouth with the back of her hand.

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"Didn't you, Gaga Gong, apply medicine?" asked Sun Shi.

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Yang Ruohqing shook her head: “This herb is more effective.”

Both Sun and Yang Huazhong had witnessed Yang Ruqing's medical skills. Yang Huazhong's leg was being treated by Yang Ruqing with massage these days.

Neither of them suspected anything.

Old Sun was surprised, “What? Our Qing’er understands medicinal herbs?”

“Father, I’ll tell you about this in private later.” Mrs. Sun spoke first.

A girl's abilities are all given by the Bodhisattva, and one should not flaunt them!

Old Sun was also a discerning person, so he immediately stopped asking.

"Mother, grandfather, what did you just say about our family's fields?"

Yang Ruqing picked up the previous topic and continued to ask.

Sun shi came to her senses and said, “I was just talking about this with your grandpa and father!”

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"Tang Yazi, you're such a good child. In the afternoon, when you brought your grandfather back, your father and I were so busy taking care of your father that we didn't even have time to tend to the fields."

“Just now it occurred to me, I took Xiao An to the field to plow with a team of oxen. Coincidentally, we saw Tang's son plowing for our family. This afternoon, he plowed the entire field, what a good boy!”

Upon hearing Sun's words, Yang Ruoqing also widened her eyes in surprise.

"No way? How come that kid is so diligent?"

Mrs. Sun nodded: "I was just about to ask you, wasn't it you who asked him to help us plow the fields?"

Yang Ruqing laughed helplessly: "How could that be? We're not related to him, so why would I tell him about it!"

“In that case, it seems that Tang YaZi wants to help us on her own!” Sun shi analyzed.

Old Sun and Yang Huazhong both nodded in agreement, their eyes unable to conceal their admiration and gratitude for Luo Fengtang.

Yang Ruqing didn't say a word.

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"He thought to himself, 'That kid is really a kind-hearted person. Looking at him, so foolish and clumsy, I didn't expect his mind to be this delicate?'"

Quite good, quite good. My favor for him has increased by another layer.

Yang Ruqing turned to Mrs. Sun and said, "Mother, he must have returned the favor because we sent him dumplings last time! You don't need to worry about it anymore. Didn't you plan to give him a pair of shoes? Just send them over later, he'll be sure to be happy!"

"Well, the soles are almost dry. We can get to work in these two days. When the time comes, I'll take care of Tang Ya Zi's pair first!" said Mrs. Sun.

“Wow!” Yang Ruqing giggled.

Behind the door, a sudden noise came.

"Haha, is my little An hungry? Craving wild chicken?"

Yang Ruqing turned around, glanced at Xia An's belly, and asked with a smile.

Little An blushed, stuck out her tongue, and mumbled, "I'm hungry..."

"Mother, I'm hungry too, how about we cook some dinner?" Yang Ruqing suggested.

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"Alright, let's cook some dinner," said Sun.

At this time, a long voice came from the doorway: "Old Sun, are you in? I and Big Ox came to see you!"

“Come on in, Chang-Geng’s big nephew, come inside quickly!” Old Sun beckoned.

The door swung open and Chang-Geng and Da Niu walked in.

Both of them had something in their hands. Chang Geng was holding a pot of wine, while Dajang was clutching a pack of dry tobacco.

All of this is to show filial piety to the old ancestor.

Mrs. Sun hurried to pour tea, while Yang Ruqing was busy bringing a stool. The room became lively.

“Old Sun, we both went to help out in the neighboring village this afternoon. We just got home and you're already here. What happened to your foot?”

Noticing Old Sun's foot, Chang-geng and Dazhuang asked him about it...

Here, Yang Ruohua and Mrs. Sun brought An out of the house and came to the kitchen.

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There will definitely be a big table full of food at night, and the mother and daughter will start cooking.

“Qing’er, go call Tang Ya over to eat with us!” Sun shi suggested.

"Okay." Yang Ruqing put on an apron, "But I'm busy right now, who's going to call?"

"Sis, I'll go call Little An with me!" Daan said.

"Alright then, be careful on your way!" Yang Ruqing reminded.

"Well! Brother Fengtang helped our family plow the fields and even carried Grandpa. He's just so stubborn, we have to drag him to dinner too. Xiao An, don't you think?" Daan asked Xiaon.

Xiao An nodded like a rice peck, the two brothers held hands and ran away.

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Yang Ruqing and Sun glanced at each other and both smiled.

“Mother, let’s get started!”

Okay!