Ping'er looked up at Yang Ruohua and said, “After thinking it over, I feel that this matter must be handled fairly by you and Uncle San.”

"In front of Huahua, write it down in black and white, make three copies, let Huahua take one herself. What do you think?" Ping'er asked.

Yang Ruoqing sized up Ping'er, "Actually, Ping'er, you don't need to do this. Didn't you say that Hua Hua trusts you? Since the child is already..."

Ping'er shook her head, interrupting Yang Ruqing: "Hua Hua trusts me is one thing, but I still have to do what makes the child feel that she can trust and rely on me."

“Huahua is ten years old this year, generally speaking, she has five more years before getting married.”

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Over these past five years, I've worried that some ill-intentioned people, or those who enjoy gossiping, might say things to HuaHua to sow discord.

“Thus, it will make Huahua and me distance ourselves. So I still want to ask you, and your father as well, to be witnesses. That way, Huahua will feel at ease and won't overthink things.” she said.

Yang Ruqing said, "About the box, did you tell anyone else besides me?"

Ping'er shook her head, "Just like I told you."

Yang Ruqing said, "Isn't that settled then? Since you're willing to tell me, it means you trust me and believe I won't spread it around."

Ping'er, upon hearing this, suddenly realized that her previous words were a bit inappropriate. She quickly explained, "Without you, Qing'er, and I, along with Huahua, wouldn't even know if we could still survive in this world."

"Qing'er, in this world, the only family member I can rely on and trust is you. How could I possibly not trust you?"

I know you don't think much about it, but, Huahua is just a child after all. I'm worried she might slip up and say something.

"Instead of doing that, I'd rather have you and Third Uncle come over and settle this matter openly."

This way, Huanhuan and I won't have unnecessary suspicion and estrangement because of these things. What do you think, Qinger?

After listening to Ping'er's explanation, Yang Ruqing pondered for a moment and then nodded lightly.

"Well, in the long run, your concerns are also reasonable," she said.

"Even though HuaHua is well-behaved, she's still a child. It's hard to ask her to keep such a big secret. She might accidentally tell her friends."

"If this got out, some people with ulterior motives would stir up trouble and sow discord, while others would simply enjoy gossiping."

“At that time, every other day, I'll tell Huahua here to be careful of you...”

>"Once or twice, perhaps Hua Hua wouldn't believe it. But if many people say it, then things will be bad."

"There’s a saying that goes, 'A lie repeated a hundred times becomes the truth.' If rumors spread about you and your relationship, by the time Xiaohua asks you about it, there will be cracks in your friendship."

If Huahua doesn't dare to ask you, she will definitely torment herself inside, guessing about you, back and forth, and your feelings for each other will gradually become distant.

"Especially if you are getting married, then those with ulterior motives will stir up trouble at HuaHua's place, saying that you might take her mother's dowry for yourself and keep it when you marry. If that were to happen, it would be even worse."

Yang Ruqing's analysis, Ping'er listened to it seriously.

Every word Yang Ruqing spoke, Ping'er nodded in agreement. It was as if she were speaking directly to her heart.

But when Ping'er heard Yang Ruqing's words about marriage, she instinctively wanted to nod her head. She nodded twice before suddenly realizing what she had done and quickly shook her head frantically, her face turning red as a monkey's bottom.

“Qinger, what nonsense are you talking about? I've never thought about getting married!” Ping’er said.

Yang Ruoqing glared at Ping'er and said, "You're twenty-two or three years old, why are you still talking like a child?"

“No one can live alone, people all need companionship. Flowers can't accompany you for a lifetime; she will eventually have her own husband and children,” Yang Ruoqing said.

Ping'er said, "Then I'll just live by myself. As long as she comes back to see me when she has time, that's all that matters."

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Yang Ruqing said, "Do you want Huahua to have a strong spine when she's back at her parents' home?"

"Of course I do," Ping'er said, "but with that dowry chest, my spine would be straight."

"Wrong." Yang Ruqing directly refuted Ping'er's words.

“A man without guilt will not bear an unjust burden. It is precisely because Huahua has that chest of abundant dowry that she needs to have the ability to protect it.”

“You grew up in the manor of a wealthy family, so you should know more about this than me. Those second mistresses, if they're not capable themselves and lack support from their own families,

“If a woman's belly is blessed with a child, it's fine. But if her belly doesn't give her a child, then she's truly pitiable.”

So, for Huahua's sake, you must get married and have a son, so that your son can become Huahua's support in the future.

Hearing Yang Ruqing's words, Ping'er finally remained silent. Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!

She bit her lip, her pale eyebrows, like distant mountains, tightly furrowed together.

A pointed oval face, these eyebrows and eyes are truly like they were painted with ink and wash. The lips naturally appear red without any rouge, and the skin on her face is delicate and smooth, you can hardly find even a single pimple or freckle.

Yang Ruqing looked at Ping'er's face. To be honest, this was a true beauty from ancient times. She didn't need makeup or filters; she was beautiful from every angle.

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Even though Ping'er is almost twenty-three years old, among these girls of fifteen or sixteen like Xiaoduo and Xiaojie, men should still prefer someone like Ping'er.

Because of a woman's charm and allure, it has begun to show in Ping'er's demeanor, like a perfectly ripe peach.

No wonder Bingbing had a high fever last time. When Zhou Sheng mentioned that the child had no one to take care of, Zhou Sheng said he wanted to find a stepmother for the child.

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Then, Zhou Sheng went to Yang Ruqing and tried to persuade her to help matchmake Ping'er...

It's no wonder Zhou Sheng immediately thought of Ping'er. A girl like this, it's only natural that men would be interested in her.

"Qing'er, you are right. If there is a suitable person, I will marry!" Ping'er gritted her teeth, looking as if she had made up her mind. Let me know if you have any other text you'd like translated! ?

Upon hearing this, Yang Ruoqing's eyes lit up instantly.

This is a real marvel! It's like the iron tree blooming.

“Ping’er, you follow my older brother…”

“Qing’er, may I ask you one thing?” Ping’er suddenly interrupted Yang Ruqing’s words.

"What's up?" Yang Ruqing asked.

Ping'er said, "You don't need to worry about matchmaking for me. Even if it's a widowed man, that's fine as long as he has a good character, is willing to accept Huahua, and treats her kindly,"

"But I can't possibly set you two up. I really... truly don't want anything to do with him anymore."

Ping'er's blunt words truly embarrassed Yang Ruqing.

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