Yang Ruqing looked up and smiled at Mrs. Sun, then raised her hand to gently stroke Luo Bao's face.

“You've only slept for a little over two hours, why don't you sleep a bit more?” Mrs. Sun said.

Yang Ruqing shook her head. "It's nothing, I'll just go to sleep a little earlier tonight."

Sun Shi was helpless against these two, one big and one small. She laughed and said, "Well then, let the baby play with you for a bit. I'll go to the kitchen and bring some egg flower soup to feed her."

Yang Ruqing nodded. "Mother, where is Dazhi?"

Sun said, "When I went over there to pick up the baby this morning, Dazhi wasn't awake yet, so I brought the baby over first. Dazhi has your mother-in-law looking after him."

Yang Ruoheng just let out a sigh of relief and said, "Okay, I understand."

Then Sun went to the kitchen to make egg flower soup.

At the bedside, Baby Luo tilted her little head and asked Yang Ruohua, "Mama, is Grandma going to get egg flower soup for me?"

Yang Ruqing smiled and said, "Of course."

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"Mother, why does Granny give me delicious egg flower porridge?"

Yang Ruqing said, "Because you are my baby."

Baby Luo then asked, "Am I mother's baby?"

"Hmm," Yang Ruqing nodded.

Luo Baobei tilted her head, "Whose baby is Mama?"

Yang Ruqing said, "My mother is Gaga's baby."

Luo Baobei asked again, "Ga Po gives her baby eggs but not her own baby? Why?"

“Huh?” Yang Ruohua was taken aback, suddenly feeling that the question was a bit like a tongue twister.

"Haha, because Mom hasn't woken up yet. Besides, Mom is an adult and doesn't like sweet egg flower soup very much," she explained.

“What does your mother like to eat for breakfast?” Luo Babao asked persistently, his pair of dark and shiny eyes, like black gemstones, bright and sparkling, clear and captivating.

Yang Ruoqing curved her lips and thought for a moment, saying, "Mother likes to eat congee with salted duck eggs for breakfast."

"Salt-preserved duck eggs?" Luo Baobei widened her eyes.

Its small body lay on the edge of the bed, hands and elbows propped up on the soft quilt. Its little hands rested under its chin, tilting its head as it thought very seriously.

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“Salted duck egg…is it an egg from a salted duck?” she asked.

"Pfft!"

Yang Ruqing couldn't help but smile.

This logic... I've never heard anything like it.

She gently pinched Laobaobao's little nose, "Salted duck eggs are just eggs laid by the mother ducks. Gaga picked up the duck eggs and marinated them in salt water, so they became salted duck eggs."

“Oh... poor thing!” Baby Luo suddenly frowned and pouted.

"How pitiful?" Yang Ruqing was at a loss.

"Then Luo Baby continued, “The eggs that Mama Duck lays hatch into ugly ducklings. When they grow up, they become beautiful white swans.”

"Grandma pickled it into salted duck eggs and served them for breakfast. The ugly duckling was so pitiful, he could never grow up to be a beautiful swan anymore, oh..."

Seeing the little guy's sad appearance, Yang Ruqing was stunned.

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This wasn't long ago, was it? She told her the story of "The Ugly Duckling", didn't she?

I told her that to lull her to sleep back then, I didn't expect that she would remember it so well even now?

Yang Ruoheng suddenly rose to prominence recently. Sun and Tuo Ba Xian, they have given her feedback about how Luo Baobei no longer chews on duck legs when eating.

At first, she thought the child was just picky. Now that she thinks about it...

"Silly baby, why are you so kind?"

Yang Ruqing couldn't help but sit up, holding Luo Babao in her arms and letting her sit on her lap.

This young lady, she seems to have a fierce and domineering personality, like a tomboy.

Even when playing with big brother Bai and little brother Hei, she never loses out. She's always the leader, the one in charge.

原来，the tomboy's heart, is so soft and kind!

Yang Ruqing felt that the child's personality was completely inherited from her father, Luofeng Tang.

Because this woman, she isn't that good of a mother.

In the past, he was even more like a machine. All there was was coldness, and then more coldness.

“Well, these two look quite good,” Sun said as she finished her sweet egg drop soup and went back into the house.

Seeing the mother and daughter on the bed, Sun was filled with satisfaction, but she couldn't help teasing Luo Baobei: "This child, being a grandmother and great-grandmother to her, no matter how much they love her, it's still best to be her mother!"

Luò Bǎobǎo hugged Yang Ruòqíng tightly, pressing her little face against Yang Ruòqíng's chest.

Yang Ruqing gently stroked the child's soft hair, her smile as gentle as well.

“Baby, come over here to Grandma, Grandma will feed you sweet egg flower.” Sun was calling out there.

But Luó Bǎobǎo nestled in Yáng Ruòqíng's arms, unwilling to come down.

Yang Ruqing said, “Mother, please pass me the sweet egg flower, I'll feed it to you.”

Sun Shi followed suit and handed it over. Yang Ruoqing took it and began to feed him.

After the Chinese New Year, Luo Baobei would be almost three years old.

Actually, when she was one and a half years old, Yang Ruqing was already training herself to eat with a spoon.

Now she eats almost all of her meals herself every day, but this sweet egg flower soup is a bit hot.

Adults at home worry that children can't blow it right and might burn their mouths, so food like this is still fed by adults.

Just after feeding her two or three spoonfuls, Zhao Liuer suddenly arrived.

“Third Aunt, is Qinger here with you?” The voice reached the bedside before she even had one foot inside.

"Here I am, feeding the baby. What's up, Liuer? Is something wrong?" Mrs. Sun quickly got up to greet her and asked.

Yang Ruqing also raised her head to look over, "Third Sister-in-law, what's wrong?"

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Zhao Liuer gasped, "Grandma asked you and your third uncle to rush to the old house. Something big has happened!"

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"I met my uncle in the hall and told him, 'Uncle has passed away!'" she said.

"What's the big deal?" Yang Ruohua asked.

"Could it be that Aunt Four doesn't want to leave Old Yang's family and is planning to cry, make a scene, and even commit suicide?" she immediately asked, this being the worst-case scenario she could think of.

Zhao Liuer shook her head, "Fourth Uncle is back, and he brought a woman with him!"

The old Yang family ancestral home.

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When Yang Ruqing and Zhao Liuer arrived, the front gate of Lao Yang's house was already surrounded by a large group of gossipy women, some even carrying children. It seemed they had come specifically to watch the commotion.

This last month of the year, the fields are nearly lifeless. Everyone is huddled up at home for the winter, taking this opportunity to prepare for the coming New Year's celebrations. It's a time of great peace and tranquility.

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So whenever someone in the village had even a slight change of events, they all rushed over.

Seeing Yang Ruqing and Zhao Liuer coming over, the gossiping among these aunties didn't stop, but became even more heated.

And besides, an old woman also grabbed Yang Ruqing.

"Qing, you said before that your uncle wasn't good in that department, right? Why is he bringing back a wife now, and she's even pregnant?" the old lady asked with gleaming eyes.

Before Yang Ruqing could answer, another woman chimed in: "She probably made a fortune outside and bought a young and beautiful one, buy one get one free, like having a happy celebration!"

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