You're such an honest, kind-hearted and good-natured young man. If I told you that one time Zuo Junmo went to Xiaoyao Mountain Villa with your wife to find Chen'er, they got drunk at night and your wife... well, she ended up lying in bed resting while...

Left Jun Mo came to the bed and couldn't help but steal a kiss on your wife's forehead. Would you still say he is a gentleman?

Yang Ruqing was mumbling in her heart, this matter, she planned to swallow it up, and would never let Luofeng Tang know.

Because of Zuo Junmo, I estimate he would also swallow that matter and never say a word about it.

Although Yang Ruqing was kissed by Zuo Junmo, she didn't feel any resentment or disgust towards him.

Why?

Because Zuo Junmo had also drunk a lot of alcohol that night.

Left Junmo is a human, not a god.

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A person has their own seven emotions and six desires, and therefore has their own instincts.

He had never said anything inappropriate to Yang Ruqing while he was sober. Even that night when he had drunk a lot, he only kissed her forehead.

A dragonfly's touch on the water, filled with sanctity and tenderness, blessings and compassion, as well as silent guardianship and restraint.

He has always been like a big brother to her, silently helping and protecting her all these years.

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That year, Luofeng Tang was suspected by the world because of the toxic locust incident. Even relatives and friends in Changping Village who had once been helped by the Luo family gradually distanced themselves, drawing a line with them everywhere. At this time, Zuo Junmo not only did not protect himself, but instead stood up to defend Luofeng Tang and Yang Ruqing, helping them through the crisis!

He also took care of their children and personally sent Zhi to Yangzhou.

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Every time Left Junmo went to the capital for business, he would definitely visit the academy to see Chen'er and take him to the best restaurants in the capital to order a huge table of dishes to reward Chen'er for his hard work studying.

He treats Luo Baobei like his own biological daughter, showering her with endless love and affection.

Moreover, he had been living a solitary life for so many years, and his relationship with Yang Ruohong couldn't be severed...

As for Zuo Junmo, Yang Ruqing really couldn't bring herself to dislike him; instead, she only felt pity.

Just like I would feel for my little sister, I feel pity for this brother who is lonely and isolated.

She knew exactly what he needed, but she couldn't give it to him. She simply couldn't because there was only one of her in this world, and her heart belonged solely to Luofeng Tang.

“Tang Ya Zi, some things I said before, just treat them as me letting one rip. Don’t take it to heart.” Yang Ru Qing added.

For over a decade, she had never spoken harshly to him. Today, however, her words were sharp and hurtful. She regretted it deeply.

But in this world, there's no medicine for regret. I hate myself so much! This stupid mouth, this fast tongue, how could it hurt Tang Ya Zi?!

Luo Fengtang held her face and showed his signature honest smile: "I forgot what my little sunshine said. I only remember that she told me no matter what happens to me, she won't leave me, right?"

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Yang Ruqing was stunned, then nodded vigorously.

I reached out and embraced him tightly, so tight that I wanted to strangle him.

Of course, yes, always, forever! This life, the next life, and all the lives to come, eternally!

Her voice choked with emotion. If she weren't concerned about the little girl sleeping soundly inside the carriage, Yang Ruqing would have cried out loud.

Luo Fengtang's heart fell back into his stomach. He raised his hand and gently rubbed Yang Ruqing's nape.

"Qing'er, be good, don't cry. Let's just forget about this." he soothed.

Yang Ruoqing nodded and came out from his arms, sitting properly.

"Well... how am I supposed to find a wife for Brother Zuo?" she said with a mournful face.

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Before this, she hadn't really thought deeply about it. But now, after Luo Fengtang's reminder, Yang Ruohua also felt that every line and every box on the paper was truly her.

No wonder she felt a bit familiar when recording it back then, but she was too busy recording to think much about it.

“If I were a fairy, I would mold two lumps of clay into figures exactly like myself and breathe life into them with my fairy magic. Then, I would marry one of them.” Yang Ruqing said self-deprecatingly.

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"Alas, I am but a mere mortal, not the earth mother who gave birth to all, like Nüwa," she lamented, spreading her hands in resignation.

"If you want me to beg my parents to have another child who looks seven out of ten like me and marry her off to him, that's unrealistic. Brother Zuo is already thirty-three, so at the very least, we'd have to wait another fourteen years. He'll be nearly fifty by then, so that won't work either. Oh well, it's a real headache..."

Luo Fengtang was amused by her two impractical methods.

“If Left Brother heard about this, he’d probably laugh and cry,” Luo Fengtang said.

“Then you have to help me think of a way, what should I do? I've already agreed to this task!” Yang Ruohua propped her elbows on her knees, her palms supporting her cheeks, and pouted.

Luo Fengtang thought for a moment and said, "Actually, Big Brother Zuo since he's crafted these conditions based on your appearance and personality bit by bit, to put it bluntly, he never expected you to help him find a wife."

"Well, you're right. I think so too." Yang Ruqing said in a low voice.

Luo Fengtang said: “So, let’s just pretend this never happened. We should live our lives as usual. Besides, I still believe in fate. It's all predetermined.”

"When it comes to Leftover Brother's romance, if fate has it planned, that person will appear at a certain time and place, unavoidable. If not, no matter how hard we try to help him find her, it'll be in vain. Therefore, relationships are best left to nature."

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Luo Fengtang's words brought Yang Ruoqing a sense of relief.

"You're right, I overthought it. Okay, let's just forget about this. We wasted quite a bit of time just now, so we need to speed up our journey. Otherwise, we won't make it to Wanghai County before noon!" she urged.

Luo Fengtang then smiled: "Sharpening the knife doesn't delay chopping wood. First, clearing up this misunderstanding with my daughter-in-law allows me to feel at ease, and your heart can also find peace."

"Don't worry, we can definitely arrive at Big Brother Xu's place before noon. Trust me!"

As it turned out, Luo Fengtang always delivered on his promises.

Before noon, Luofengtang's carriage entered the city of Wanghai County.

At this time, Baby Luo had also woken up. The little girl sat in the carriage, full of energy, looking at the street outside.

“Mother, so many shops have opened! I saw a stall selling dumplings and noodles over there. I’m hungry, I want to eat dumplings!” Luo Bao cried out crisply.

Yang Ruqing coaxed her, "Good baby, next we're going to visit your Uncle Xu for the New Year. We'll have lunch at his place, so let's not eat the dumplings now, okay?"

When he heard that they were going to Xu Mang's house, Luó Bǎobǎo’s eyes lit up.

Xu Mang's youngest son was about the same age as Luo Baobei. The two children used to play together every year during the Lunar New Year visit, because they were born in the same year. Luo Baobei was a month older than that little boy.

Therefore, she always let the little boy call her sister. And the little boy, whose personality was like Xu Mang's, had been a fearless and mischievous child since he was young. The boy's pride made him too embarrassed to speak up.

So the two little ones often argued, turning red in the face, over who was the older sister and who was the older brother. And their childhood friendship blossomed because of it.