The boy listened to the woman's endless complaints, his handsome brows furrowed even tighter.

“Mother, you've been saying this the whole way? Can’t you stop?”

"Why don't you say anything? My old lady's back aches from climbing!"

“Even if I get a backache and sore waist, that's my father. He only comes here two or three times a year, so please don't criticize him, okay?”

The boy was still earnestly comforting his mother.

The woman grumbled and finally stopped criticizing, climbing up with her head down. Let me know if you'd like me to translate other text! ?

But that evil fire, it all fell on the grass and stones by the side of the road, all the way with curses.

“Oh my, I can't go on anymore. I can’t move...”

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Just as she was about to give up and remain rooted in place, a figure the color of lake blue appeared before her.

"Aunt Mu, let me help you up!"

As a heavenly voice rang in her ears, the woman's arm was gently grasped by a pair of fair and soft hands.

Liu the widow turned her head and looked, her eyes widened.

Whose daughter is this? She's so beautiful, like a fairy who has descended from heaven.

“Daughter, whose family are you from?” As Liu Widow was being led forward by Yang Ruolan, she smiled and asked.

Yang Ruolan stole a glance at Mu Zichuan who was following behind Liu's widow, her beautiful eyes filled with shyness. She lowered her gaze and softly replied, "To answer your question, Madam, I am Lan'er, the second daughter of the Yang family in Dong Village."

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Old Yang's?

The smile on Liu the widow's face froze.

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The second house's? Wasn't that heavenly daughter just Fatty's cousin?

Even the most beautiful celestial fairy, if she comes from the Lao Yang family, the Lao Mu family wouldn't even consider her!

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Just as Liu the widow was about to pull her arm back from Yang Ruolan's grasp, she suddenly caught sight of Old Yang's family resting on a stone halfway up the mountain.

Everyone else was too preoccupied with Liu the widow to notice, but he immediately spotted Yang Ruqing sitting on a rock.

Mrs. Liu reached out with her other hand and lightly patted Yang Ruolan's fair and delicate hand.

"As the saying goes, 'Rice nourishes a hundred kinds of people,' it's true. You, Lan'er, and your family's Fatty are both daughters under the same grandma's feet, but you two are worlds apart!" said Mrs. Liu.

"Aunt, my younger sister has been spoiled by my third uncle and aunt since she was little. She doesn't know how to be considerate in her words and actions, and she doesn't know how to appreciate blessings. Aunt shouldn't hold it against her!" Yang Ruolan gently advised.

“Oh my, you little girl, you have such a sweet mouth! You’re so considerate. Come help me up, and you know how to comfort people too!” Liu Widow smiled from ear to ear and took another look at Yang Ruolan.

"Auntie, you mustn't praise Lan'er. It's Lan'er's fortune to be able to help you," Yang Ruolan said softly.

“How do you say that?” asked Widow Liu.

Yang Ruolan glanced again at Liu's widow, her eyes fixed on something else as if she were unaware of Mu Zichuan.

“Brother Zichuan is the first scholar from our village, bringing glory to Changping Village. You, Auntie, have taught him well and are a hero!”

"Good girl, you know how to talk! You've hit the nail on the head!"

Liu the widow smiled and patted Yang Ruolan's hand on the back again.

Yang Ruolan smiled shyly and said, "Auntie, my grandpa and the others are resting over there. Let me help you go sit on that stone for a while!"

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"Good!"

All the men in Lao Yang's family gathered together to smoke dry tobacco, some were drinking water.

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Yang Ruqing also took out a water bag and shared it with Dayan, Xiaoyan, and the others.

As soon as Yang Ruqing turned her head, she saw Yang Rulan, who had just been graceful and delicate like a willow in the wind, helping the breathless Mrs. Liu up from over there.

Yang Ruqing was taken aback.

This aunt, how did your inner world explode? And you're so loving to help Liu Widow up?

Immediately, she caught sight of Mu Zichuan following behind Yang Ruolan and Widow Liu.

Yang Ruqing suddenly seemed to understand something!

Over there, the Yang family also saw Yang Ruolan escorting Widow Liu over.

The faces of Lao Yangtou, Yang Huanan, Yang Huaizhou and others all changed at the same time.

It was clear that everyone was puzzled by Yang Ruolan's actions.

Although the three branches split up, they are still ultimately part of the same family tree as Lao Yang's.

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The Sanfang family broke off the engagement with Lao Mu's family and even turned against them. Now, both the Lao Yang family and Lao Mu's family avoid each other in the village and don't speak when they meet!

Everyone in the village knows about this, and so do the people from the second household.

Lan'er is so intelligent and perceptive, how could she make such a mistake?

Lao Yangtou and the others were all silent, smoking dry tobacco without saying a word.

On Yang Ruoqing's side, when Sun saw Liu the widow coming over, she also wore a face of embarrassment.

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She glanced in that direction and then immediately turned her head away, pretending not to see.

Out of sight, out of mind.

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But some well-meaning people just couldn't help themselves.

There, Yang Ruolan helped Mrs. Liu up. Seeing the expressions on all the Yang family members, Yang Ruolan also felt a little embarrassed.

But she still gritted her teeth and smiled at Widow Liu, saying: "Auntie, there are some empty stones over there. I'll help you get over there to rest for a bit." Let me know if you'd like to translate anything else! ?

Mrs. Liu nodded, allowing Yang Ruolan to support her as they walked toward a stone over there.

If it had been in the past, Liu's widow would have never dared to approach any place where there were people from Lao Yang's family.

But things are different now!

Zichu passed the imperial examination and became the first scholar in Changping Village's history!

But Yang Yongxian, the eldest grandson of the Yang family who took the exam with Zi Chuan, failed to pass!

With a look of triumph!

Yang Ruolan, supporting Mrs. Liu, walked straight to the empty stone and sat down, secretly winking at Yang Huilin.

Yang Hualin understood and jumped down from the stone with a smile, walking over to greet Liu's widow and Mu Zichuan.

“Aunt Mu, are you here to burn incense for my elder brother Mu as well?”

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"Yes, Yang Laodi! You've raised a good daughter!"

Widow Liu publicly praised Yang Ruolan while stealing glances at Yang Ruoqing who was sitting by a large rock nearby.

When Yang Hualin heard Liu's widow praising his daughter, his mouth stretched into a wide grin.

He looked at Mu Zichuan, who was following Liu's widow with respectful obedience, and gave him a thumbs-up.

“Sister-in-law Mu, you are a hero of our Changping Village! You raised a scholar for our village!”

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When Yang Hualin spoke, Liu's widow's face blossomed into a smile.

And on the other side, Lao Yang's family members, especially Lao Yangtou and Yang Huainan, etc., looked even worse.

Yang Hualin and his daughter Yang Ruolan were still lingering around Liu's widow and Mu Zichuan's set.

Yang Hualin asked Mu Zichuan, “Zichuan, my nephew, your uncle is here to congratulate you first!”

But Mu Zi Chuan didn't respond.

Gazing at one's nose, one's mind focused inward, seeming to be lost in one's own world.

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Yang Huilin was stunned for a moment, and Liu's widow was also a little surprised.

At that moment, Yang Ruolan, who stood beside Widow Liu, turned her eyes to Mu Zichuan with a suggestive gaze.

"Zǐchuān ge, I asked timidly and shyly, "At the county government office entrance, me and my father saw a posted notice. On the list of selected scholars, you were at the top!"

Muczi Chuan was still slightly bowing his head, his handsome and elegant face showing no sign of emotional fluctuation.

It seems that he ignored Yang Ruolan's words.

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