The two of them chatted quietly all the way.

At the fork in the road leading to Old Yang's house, the two parted ways.

"Auntie Five, when you usually go to do laundry or other chores and can't take care of Mianmian and Dabao,"

"Just bring them to my place. We'll help you take care of them." Yang Ruqing said.

Bao Suyun nodded gratefully. Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!

"I understand, your Fifth Uncle is not at home, so I will probably have to trouble you all sometimes." the woman said.

Yang Ruqing smiled: "Uncle Wu went to Lichi City to manage the wine shop, so that we can make money."

"As for this family, we should naturally support each other and keep Uncle Five from worrying."

Moreover, my mother has said to let you, Fifth Aunt, treat our house as your own!

Bao Suyun nodded again.

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“Good weather, you should head home quickly too. When I have time, I'll bring Mianmian and Da Bao over to play.”

The two went their separate ways and got busy with their own affairs.

The new house comes furnished with two rooms. Yang Ruoqing plans to design the blueprints herself.

The other furniture in the house, such as tables, chairs, beds, and wardrobes, were all left to Yang Huazhong and his men to take care of.

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Two rooms she had designed herself, one being where she and Luofengtang slept after their marriage.

She plans to make it into a modern layout.

A bed measuring eighteen inches wide, next to the wall is a new style sliding wardrobe.

In the room, a corner sofa should also be made, and the bay window sill should also be designed.

When they fell asleep in this room, they moved to the traditional Chinese-style bedroom next door.

In addition, there is also a children's room that she needs to design.

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A bunk bed with a small ladder, the wallpaper in the room, and cartoon drawings on the wall.

Also, she wants to knock down a few larger rooms and connect them together. She's going to turn the whole space into a children's play area.

See-saw, swings, merry-go-rounds, Ferris wheels, slides...

These things, this childhood, were something she had once envied but never possessed.

For Luofengtang, and all these villagers, it was something they had never imagined.

She wants her children to have all of this!

It's also for the benefit of all the children in this area, and everyone can come over to play happily then.

Over these past few days, Yang Huazhong, Yang Huaming, and Luo Tiejiang handed over the construction work to Lao Yangtou and Laosuntou to manage.

These several strong men were busy going up the mountain to cut down trees.

They select the best trees from deep mountains and old forests to fell.

They cut them down and dragged them home, one by one, thick and strong. They were laid in Yang Ruqing's courtyard.

That day, Yang Huazhong wore gloves and was tidying up the sun-dried trees in the courtyard.

Sun and Bao Suyun helped break the smaller branches that had been cut down from the trees. Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!

This is the best kindling, you know. When cooking, just throw in a handful into the fireplace and it'll keep burning for quite some time!

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And on the other side of the courtyard, Xiaohua and Xiaoduo were playing hide-and-seek with Xiaoan and Dabao.

Yang Ruqing then held Mianmian and watched those big kids play.

Softly, there were still the sounds of milk and laughter.

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The atmosphere in the courtyard is excellent.

At this time, Luò Tiějiāng entered the courtyard from outside in a neat and tidy manner.

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“Qing’er, where is the carriage? Lend it to your uncle so I can catch up.”

The blacksmith, Luo Tiejiang, entered and said.

Yang Ruqing looked at him, her eyes widening in surprise.

This was the most neatly dressed she had seen Luò Tiějiàng since she knew him.

His hair has been washed, and the facial hair on his face is noticeably trimmed.

He had changed into a nearly new set of clothes and was wearing black cloth shoes.

He carried a wooden bucket in his hand, which held some shallow water.

There are still four chopsticks-long carp living in the water.

He looked like he was going to visit relatives and friends.

“Uncle, where are you... going to?” Yang Ruqing met him and asked.

Yang Huazhong and Mrs. Sun also turned to look this way.

The blacksmith Luo was beaming. He first amused Mianmian a little.

He then said to everyone, “That’s right. Last time on Dragon Boat Festival, Big Fortune and his brother came to my house and gave me gifts. Now that I have caught a few carp in the fish pond, I will also send some to them as a return gift.”

Is it about repaying a favor?

Still want to stir up more relationship drama?

Yang Ruqing thought to herself secretly.

Seeing Luo Tiejiang looking like he was about to enter the season of love, she couldn't help but think of the information she had received yesterday.

She sent someone to Ma Jia Village to inquire about the whereabouts of the Ma siblings.

The person who went to inquire came back and gave Yang Ruqing some feedback, but it was vague.

Why say that? Because, for these siblings, the experiences they described earlier are indeed consistent with what they said.

Ma has been married to two men before and after. One died, the other abused her. She couldn't bear it and threw herself into the river.

After returning to her parents' home, she faithfully stayed with them, taking care of them until their death.

My parents passed away a few years apart.

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There were only two siblings left in the house, plus a foolish sister-in-law who could only eat, drink, defecate, and sleep.

Ma first started a vegetable garden at home, also making some food and drink for his sister-in-law.

Ma Da Fu went to the fields to farm, and he had a hard time.

Yang Ruqing asked her informant to find out about Ma's character.

It is said that Ma seldom left his village.

Nor has she been rumored to be involved with any man.

Logically speaking, that's not bad. But a year ago, she and her brother Ma Dafu went to the county town to make a living, taking their sister-in-law with them.

This family vanished briefly from the villagers' sight.

...returned to the village two months ago and started living the simple farming life once again.

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Last night, she analyzed things with Yang Huazhong and the others.

Thus, the time when Ma's siblings returned to MaJia Village to farm and when Ma Dafu met Luo Tiejiang in the county town were close.

Only when one approaches something and returns to it does one truly come to understand its roots and foundation.

There's something off about that...

"Qing'er, what are you spacing out about? Where's the carriage? I still need to go and come back today!"

The blacksmith urged Luo on.

Yang Ruqing came to her senses and then looked at Yang Huazhong.

Yang Huazhong took off his gloves and walked over here.

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"Lo Brother, the carriage is in the backyard, not yet harnessed."

"Come on, I'll go with you. Besides, I have something to tell you!"

Yang Huazhong said, then came over and embraced Luo Tiejiang's shoulder, going to the backyard.

After they left, Yang Ruqing glanced at Sun Shi.

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Both the mother and daughter could guess what Yang Huazhong was about to say.

It's nothing more than a kind reminder to Luo Tiejiang, reminding him that one should always be wary of others.

I thought they would take a while to come back, but surprisingly, they returned very soon.

The blacksmith, Luo Tiejiang, loaded his wares onto the carriage and waved goodbye to Yang Ruqing with a smile. Let me know if you have other text to translate!

“I’ll be back soon, don’t worry, I’m not a child, I understand things. Ha, see ya!”

"Well, Uncle, you go ahead. Drive slowly and be careful!"

Yang Ruqing reminded.

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As soon as the blacksmith Luo left, Sun asked Yang Huazhong: “Did you tell Brother Luo?”

"Come on!" said Yang Huazhong.

"So what did he say?" asked Mrs. Sun.

Yang Huazhong scratched his head: "What else can I say? Just like what I said before, not a single word has changed."

Mrs. Sun frowned: "I feel like he's just giving us the runaround."

Yang Ruqing also withdrew her gaze, the smile on her face disappearing: "Uncle Luo seems to have not taken my father's warning to heart. He is now, I'm afraid, headfirst into it, unable to hear anything else."

Sun sighed: "If I say too much, it might bother him..."

"Let's wait a little longer!" said Yang Ruqing.

When the blacksmith reached middle age, he found a second spring in his life. The excitement he felt was no less than the recklessness and fervor of first love in his teens.

It's better to prevent problems than to deal with them after they arise.

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... I'll have to figure it out later.

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