“Oh my God, how could it be me!”

The result of the capture came out quickly, it was Yang Ruqing.

Seeing Yang Ruohua's chest heaving and her feet stamping, Xiaohua and Xiaoduo giggled with laughter. Even Feng'er, who was eating dumplings with a spoon beside them, couldn't help but burst into laughter when she saw her aunt like that.

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Laughing so hard that things in her mouth and saliva dripped out, luckily she had a kerchief around her neck, otherwise, the new jacket she just put on would have been dirty.

Seeing Feng'er laugh, Yang Ruoqing intentionally made herself even more exaggerated, and Feng'er laughed even happier.

Xiaohua said, "Sister, if you really don't want to go, just let me go instead."

Yang Ruqing said, "It's nothing, I'll go. It's all about taking risks and accepting the consequences. Besides, I was just teasing Feng a while ago."

Little Flower suddenly understood, then nodded lightly and took out her handkerchief to turn around and wipe the sweat off Feng'er.

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While Yang Ruqing came to the stove, picked up a large bowl full of dumplings from it, and covered it with another empty bowl to prevent the wind from blowing them cold.

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“Mom, my grandma should be almost ready for dinner at this time. I’ll send it over now, and when the next pot of dumplings is cooked, you guys can eat first.”

After giving the instructions, Yang Ruqing quickly left the kitchen.

The old Yang family ancestral home.

This month, Lao Yangtou and Tan's elderly couple have been living with the fifth house.

Bao Suyun delivers three meals a day to the old house, come rain or shine.

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When Yang Ruqing brought dumplings into the east room, she happened to catch Bao Suyun putting bowls of midday meals in front of Old Man Yang and Madam Tan.

Yang Ruqing took a glance and saw there was fried tofu which Tan liked, stewed pork feet with yellow beans that Old Yang enjoyed, besides white rice, there were also some dried fish and pickled yellow cucumber strips as side dishes.

Even Yang Ruqing couldn't help but drool a little, Auntie Wu's cooking skills were not bad!

Simple ingredients can be transformed into appetizing dishes that go perfectly with rice under her skillful hands.

"It smells so good, I could eat three bowls of rice with this dish!" Yang Ruqing smiled sweetly as she entered the east room.

Bao Suyun had just finished setting out the dishes and was about to leave when she turned around and saw Yang Ruqing walk in. She was surprised.

"Qing'er, why did you come?" she asked.

Yang Ruqing raised the bowl in her hand, "My mother packed dumplings and asked me to send a bowl to grandma."

Bao Suyun smiled and nodded, letting the others step aside.

Elder Yang and Tan also turned their heads towards Yang Ruqing. Yang Ruqing walked straight to the table and put the dumplings next to the other dishes.

"Dumplings filled with pork belly, wild mushrooms, young spinach, and vermicelli noodles, adding vegetables for grandma!"

After finishing, she put one into the bowl in front of Tan.

Tan then took a bite and nodded approvingly: "Your mother's dumpling-making skills are truly excellent!"

Upon receiving praise from Tan, Yang Ruoheng's eyes lit up and a smile spread across her face. Her gaze then shifted to Old Yang.

The old man didn't rush to eat. Instead, he sat there leisurely finishing the last puff of his pipe before saying, "Your mother is so thoughtful. She makes sure to prepare new dishes for me and your grandmother."

Yang Ruqing smiled and said, "My mother and Fifth Aunt are both thinking about Grandma!"

Hearing Yang Ruqing include herself, Bao Suyun smiled gratefully at Yang Ruqing.

Yang Ruqing also playfully winked at Bao Suyun.

"Grandpa, Grandma, you eat slowly. I'll go back first. I'll come back later to collect the bowls and chopsticks." Yang Ruohua said again.

Bow Xuyun also hurriedly said: "Then I'll go back too, Father and Mother, take your time."

Lao Yang nodded: "You go busy!"

Having left the east room, Bao Suyun and Yang Ruqing, who understood each other implicitly, both headed towards the backyard, avoiding passing through the front yard to prevent encountering Liao Meiyng and Li Xiu Xin.

>“This is strange, I didn't see your Aunt Four here. These past few days, I would bring her food and she’d always be standing here watching me, curious about what I brought. But today, she's nowhere to be seen.”

From the side gate of the backyard, Bao Suyun and Yang Ruqing came to the alley.

Yang Ruqing curled her lips, "It's most likely she went to the front yard and the main house for a stroll."

The main house in the front yard is where wives and concubines live together, friction and conflicts are bound to happen any time, anywhere. So Aunt Four probably has been stationed there 24/7, just like a paparazzi, capturing any hint of movement or change.

Bao Suyun smiled, instantly understanding the meaning behind Yang Ruoheng's words.

"Qing'er, you don't need to come all the way back just for those two bowls. When I come over at night to deliver your dinner, I can just bring them back with me." Bao Suyun added.

Yang Ruoqing smiled happily and said, "Okay, then trouble Fifth Aunt to bring it back for me. By the way, when I sent dumplings to Grandma before, Xiaohua also sent some to you. Is Mianmian at home?"

Bao Suyun knew that Sun had made dumplings and would definitely send some to her family.

As expected.

"Your mother is so thoughtful, she always remembers me when it comes to food. Mianmian has been mentioning wanting dumplings at home for the past few days, but I haven't had time to make them until today. How lucky I am!" Bao Suyun said.

Yang Ruqing said, "If Mianmian likes to eat, that's best. If she's not satisfied later, let her come over and get more. We made dozens of pounds of dumplings today!"

At night.

In the evening, Yang Yongxian saw off the last batch of students and quickly packed up his things and headed down the mountain towards home.

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On the way down the mountain, seeing dandelions by the roadside, Li Xiu Xin remembered last night when she was nestled in his arms after a long embrace, her breath like orchids.

I also told him that I wanted to pick some flowers and plants to decorate the house. These chrysanthemums are just perfect, golden and so beautiful.

So Yang Yongxian stopped there, picked a bunch of chrysanthemums, and walked a few steps before stopping again.

It wouldn't be right to only pick flowers for Li Xiuxin, even if Liao Meiying didn't ask for them. He had to keep things fair, so he picked another bunch and hurried towards the village at a faster pace.

As they reached the doorstep, the sky had begun to darken. Smoke curled from the chimney, and lights spilled out of the windows.

Yang Yongxian's heart was warm and fuzzy, and her feet quickened their pace.

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He entered the main room and glanced at the house on his left. It was locked, obviously Meiying wasn't inside.

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And the right side house, its door was slightly ajar.

Are they both cooking in the kitchen? It seems very harmonious!

Yang Yongxian went straight to the kitchen. Inside, it was smoky and hot. Liao Meiyin was stir-frying vegetables, Jin was stoking the fire under the stove, and Fu'er was nestled beside Jin, munching on a roasted sweet potato in her hand, her face smeared with ashes.

Yang Yongxian's brow furrowed imperceptibly. He always paid meticulous attention to his attire and appearance, instinctively reaching for his handkerchief when... suddenly, someone else acted first.

Li Meiyin.

She took advantage of the moment when she covered the pot, pulled out a handkerchief and came to Fu'er's side. She bent down and gently wiped the dirt off Fu'er's face with the handkerchief.

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