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Xiaoyu hurriedly said, "I didn't have time to tell you about that, and I only found out later that it was a misunderstanding."

"It seems I misunderstood Brother Ning. He's actually... not a bad person." Xiaoyu said.

"What a good way!" Yang Ruqing asked again.

I strongly suspect that while she and Luofeng Tang were away for the past month, Ningsu came over to flirt with Xiaoyu.

Upon hearing her question, Xiaoyu's face truly revealed more shyness.

She lowered her head and tugged at her braid, whispering: "Big Brother Ning went to the tavern to perform for us, and even sent his men over to help me and Sister Xiuzhu pick out tofu."

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"By the way, last Mid-Autumn Festival, he also gave me and Xiu Zhu's wife mooncakes."

"So, you've fallen for it again?" Yang Ruqing asked directly.

Xiaoyu blushed and bit her lip.

Seeing her like this, Yang Ruoqing felt there was no need to ask any further.

"Xiaoyu, when it comes to feelings, you ultimately have to take control of them yourself."

As your best friend, I'm here to offer my perspective if you need it.

"It's just a reference though."

"As for the path, you choose it yourself. No matter what happens in the future, I'll stand by your side and support you!"

Yang Ruqing said last. Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!

Xiao Yu looked at Yang Ruoqing with a face full of emotion.

Then he reached out and clasped Yang Ruohua's hand tightly.

"Just knowing that you, Qing'er, are the best to me."

“As for me and Ning Ge, well, we’re not really close. I like him, though, that I won’t hide from you.”

But what he's really thinking, I can't tell. I just feel that now he's kinder to me than before.

“But is this kindness of his meant just for me, or does he show it to others too? I’m not sure.” Xiaoyu replied honestly.

Yang Ruqing patted Xiaoyu's hand: "Don't worry, take it slow, look around slowly, there will be a result eventually."

“Well, but about this matter, could you keep it a secret from me dad?” Xiaoyu pleaded.

Yang Ruqing said, "Don't worry."

And so, life went on day by day in this peaceful and warm atmosphere.

Yang Huazhou successfully applied the experience he gained from his six months of work in Qingshui Town to the re-allocation of housing in Xiushui Town.

He was also good at getting along with people and quickly became friends with the managers, waiters, and everyone else in the tavern.

Bao Suyun is in charge of taking care of Daba and Mianmian at home, and she also manages the household chores.

Life is just barely manageable.

Da Bao's nutrition has improved, and his hair is no longer dry and yellow.

After giving birth to a full moon, Mianmian was changing every day. Her little chubby face was so cute that she became everyone's happy treasure.

Yang Huaming followed the transport team, traveling back and forth between Changping Village and Xiushui Town. Let me know if you have other text you'd like me to translate! ?

Sometimes I also need to run supplies to Huguang County.

Luo Fengtang worked diligently in the military camp, training diligently and frequently receiving praise.

Bai Lao Wu still came to Yang Ruoqing's place every few days to cook private meals.

Yang Ruoqing was managing the inn's business with deftness, strategizing and coordinating shipments from her distant hometown.

On the other hand, he also corresponded with Zuo Junmo of Huguang County by letter.

Under Zuo Junmo's operation, through his network and channels, it has already been released in Huiguang County and Qing'an County.

Regularly issued, serialized.

Time flies.

When Yang Ruqing put on the deer-skin boots and white fox fur scarf sent by Luofengtang, winter had already arrived.

It has been three months since she brought Yang Huazhong and Bao Suyun to Xiushui Town.

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Now, Mianmian is over four months old.

You tease her, she'll laugh with you.

If you don't tease her, she'll still wink at you like this.

After breakfast, Yang Ruqing held Mianmian in the courtyard to bask in the sun.

The winter sun shone on the child, and the child's little face was flushed.

Bao Suyun took a clean bib and put it under Mianmian's chin to protect her from drool.

Two people were together, cuddling and chatting.

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Somehow, the topic turned to home.

Bao Suyun sighed and said, "It's more than a month until the New Year. I've been out for so long, I don't know how your mother and the others are doing?"

"No news is good news," said Yang Ruqing.

But less than an hour after she finished speaking, Luofengtang hurried over to find her.

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It also brought a letter.

"Left Big Brother wrote again?" she asked.

"It's a letter from home," Luo Fengtang said.

Yang Ruqing frowned, suddenly having a bad premonition.

At a glance, it was Dayan's handwriting.

A few words, just a brief chat.

After watching it, Yang Ruoqing's expression changed.

"What's up?" Luofengtang asked.

Yang Ruqing said, "Pack my things. I have to leave immediately and go back. My mother is ill!"

“Ah?”

Luofeng Tang was surprised.

That must have been serious, otherwise, Da An wouldn't have written.

“I’ll go tell General Xiahou, and I’ll be back to find you in a bit!”

After saying this, he turned and left.

In winter, going over mountains is a very inconvenient thing.

I climbed a mountain during the day and sweated all over.

Put on your winter clothes, you clumsy oaf.

When night fell and the temperature dropped, it became bitterly cold.

But, no matter how bad the weather, or how treacherous the mountain road, it couldn't stop her from going back. Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!

He supported her, even carrying her in some places.

It took only two and a half days to get back to Changping Village, even though the journey was supposed to take three or four days.

When I got home, it was dinner time.

When she entered the hall, dusty and carrying a chill from the wilderness with her.

>Discovery that Mrs. Sun was sitting in a rocking chair nearby, the rocking chair with a blanket underneath.

Mrs. Sun leaned against it, while Yang Huazhong was feeding her beside her.

Sun's one arm was bandaged, as she took bites of the food Yang Huazhong fed her.

Seeing that Mrs. Sun was still able to sit and eat, Yang Ruoqing finally let go of the anxiety she had been carrying for over two days. Let me know if you have any other text you'd like translated!

"Mother!"

She called out into the swaying house and hurried toward it.

Yang Huazhong and Mrs. Sun turned their heads to see a dusty figure sprinting into the night.

They were all surprised, but then they heard the sound, and the couple got excited.

“Qing’er? Is it Qing’er back!”

Yang Huazhong quickly put down his bowl and stood up.

"Qing'er, why are you back?"

When the man saw Luofengtang following Yang Ruqing, he asked in surprise.

Yang Ruqing couldn't bother to explain to Yang Huazhong, and she knelt down beside Mrs. Sun directly.

"Mother, what's wrong with your arm? Da An went to write a letter, saying you were seriously ill. Where are you feeling unwell? Tell me quickly!"

She repeatedly asked, her eyes scanning Mrs. Sun up and down.

Besides seeing Sun's right leg bandaged, a splint had been applied.

Sun's face was a bit pale, but otherwise she seemed fine.

Sun Shi also looked at Yang Ruoqing with a mixture of surprise and delight.

Seeing her daughter in a warm and cozy winter coat, but the woman reached out to touch her.

The hat, scarf, and clothes on her head were cold, carrying the chill of the night.

Sun touched Yang Ruqing's face again, it was still as cold as ice.

“Mother is fine, just fell and broke her arm.” Mrs. Sun said.

"Now, don't talk about that. Qing'er, you and Tang Ya-zi quickly have some hot tea and eat some warm rice!"