Yang Ruqing really doesn't understand, is this Xia family stupid or pretending to be stupid?

To say she's pretending to be stupid, but this house really isn't livable for a normal person.

To say she's foolish, but have you ever seen a fool who keeps themselves so clean and tidy?

The last time I saw Xia Shi, the experience was so shocking that I didn't even have time to take a good look at her appearance.

This time Yang Ruqing took a good look. Xia was indeed pretty, with an oval face, finely curved eyebrows, eyes that were beautifully arched, fair and clean skin, and lips that were naturally rosy.

It's just that because she's been confined indoors for a long time, not allowed to go out and bask in the sun, her complexion is pale, with a hint of sickness, making Xia appear even more pitiful in her weakness.

It's no wonder that my little cousin was willing to take her back. Even a fool would dare to sleep with her. The Xia family truly gave birth to a face that men find attractive.

In the distance, Sun coughed lightly.

Yang Ruqing knew that her mother was reminding her that it was almost time to go back.

Just as Yang Ruqing was about to leave, a mouse suddenly scurried out from under the table and crawled to Xia's feet.

Seeing that rat, Yang Ruqing's hair stood on end.

Because she was fearless of anything, except this mouse, a primal shiver ran down her spine.

Just like many girls are afraid of cockroaches, spiders, and snakes—an uncontrollable fear stemming from deep within their genes.

But inside the house, Xia, who had originally thought she would be fearless of death and any pain for the rest of her life, was startled by the sight of the rat. She cried out in fright, leaping off her stool like an electric shock, and quickly scrambled onto the bed.

He also grabbed the pair of clothes and bedding beside him and covered himself with them, afraid that the rat would chase after him.

The little mouse was also frightened. It crept along the side of the cradle, afraid to hurt it. Then it scurried back and forth on the handrail beside the cradle, its long tail held high in the air, and it squeaked softly.

As Xia Shi was about to crawl into the cradle, she suddenly leaped out of bed and grabbed a stool from where she had been sitting. She then began to violently smash it against the crib.

...its mouth smashing wildly, let out a hysterical roar like an enraged beast.

The mouse had long since scurried away, frightened out of its wits. Xia threw down her stool and bent over the cradle, flinging open all the clothes and bedding inside. She tossed them to the ground, then finally took out a pillow with a little garment on it and held it to her chest. She was panting heavily, trembling, and supporting the pillow behind her head with her hand while mumbling incoherently, as if soothing...

This scene fell into Yang Ruqing's eyes outside the window, she was truly shocked.

I deeply understand the saying: Though a woman may be weak, she becomes strong when she is a mother.

Even in her delirium, Xia's maternal love was undiminished. It's truly touching and admirable!

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However, no matter how much Xia Shi loved her child, she was still not as rational as a normal person.

Just based on her previous act of hitting the cradle with a chair, it shows she still lacks the ability to independently care for and raise a child.

But, she does have a strong love for her children. However, she lacks the ability to correctly identify dangers, which is a regret...

Her sleeve was gently tugged. Yang Ruqing turned her head and saw her mother, Sun Shi, had also come to stand beside her.

"Qing'er, it's almost time to go." Mrs. Sun said in a low voice.

Yang Ruqing nodded, "Okay, let's go."

Before leaving, Yang Ruqing took one last glance inside the room. At this time, Xia Shi was already holding her "child" and sitting on the bed, facing away from this side, pulling up half of her shirt, as if feeding the child.

"Come on, Qing'er, if we don't leave now, your cousin will be back soon. It won't be good if he sees us." Mrs. Sun also withdrew her gaze from inside the house and followed Yang Ruqing.

Yang Ruqing twitched the corner of her mouth. If she wanted to come and see, she would come and see. Could Yang Yongqing control her? Dare he?

He wouldn't dare to touch him even if you gave him a hundred guts!

However, Yang Ruoqing still obediently allowed Sun Shi to pull her away quietly and returned to the east wing of Tan's house.

"Since you're already here, why not go in and say hello to your grandmother before leaving?" Mrs. Sun asked.

Yang Ruqing really didn't want to go in now, the smell in that east room definitely hadn't dissipated.

"It's so late, I won't go in and disturb my grandma's rest, I'll come back during the day!" Yang Ruqing giggled.

As for whether it will be tomorrow morning, the day after tomorrow morning, or many, many days later in the future, hehehe, Yang Ruohua ultimately holds the right to interpret.

Mrs. Sun also guessed what Yang Ruqing was thinking, and the woman smiled kindly: "Okay, then I'll go see your fifth aunt, and we'll go back together."

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Although there were people moving about in the village as they went to watch the opera at night, Mrs. Sun still wasn't comfortable letting her daughter walk alone.

Yang Ruqing nodded and waited in the courtyard outside.

In a little while, Mrs. Sun came out with Bao Suyun.

Yang Ruqing saw Bao Suyun's hand at a glance, and her lips twitched.

It has to be said, Fifth Aunt, is really a good daughter-in-law. Her virtuousness is no less than that of her mother-in-law, Sun Shi.

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Back then, how did the Tan family treat her? How did they resist adding Da Bao to the Yang family genealogy? Your fifth aunt definitely remembers.

But Aunty Five treated Mistress Tan in such a way, repaying evil with kindness. This wasn't because Aunty Five was weak, but because of her deep love and gratitude for Uncle Five.

To marry such a wife, what else could a man ask for? Fifth Uncle and Fifth Aunt are so lucky!

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The three of them left Old Yang's house together and headed towards the stage at the village entrance.

Along the way, Bao Suyun and Mrs. Sun kept discussing Tan's health.

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Bao Suyun said, “If nothing else works, I’ll bring meals to the old lady for the next few days. Her digestive system needs to be properly lubricated.”

Sun Shi said: "I understand your kindness, as does the old woman. But your fourth sister-in-law may not understand. When she sees you bring food over, she might even make things difficult for you."

“You better not send her off just yet. Let's see how your sister-in-law handles the old woman and what she cooks for her. If the old woman eats well, then let her go. But if it doesn’t work out, we’ll get together with Qing’er’s grandfather, father, fourth uncle, and fifth uncle to figure out what to do about this.”

Bao Suyun nodded, "Third Sister-in-law is right. I'm being too hasty. By then, Fourth Sister-in-law might think I deliberately went to Grandma to show off during this time, making it difficult for Fourth Sister-in-law to get down. Things are done, but we also create resentment, which is indeed inappropriate."

As the conversation continued, the drums and cymbals in front of us grew louder and louder. Before we knew it, we had reached the stage.

“Is this play almost over?” Bao Suyun glanced at the stage and asked.

"I reckon it's almost time," said Sun.

Bao Suyun said, “Then I won't go and watch. I'll go home first.”

Sun said, “You go ahead. I need to say hello to Left Family’s elder sister.”

"Aren't these his Aunt Three and Aunt Five? Hello, aunts!"

A warm voice reached the ears of the three people, and then two people walked over from the crowd, one young and one old.

The young one was dressed warmly, in a cotton coat and skirt, with a silver-red cloak over it. In their hand, they held a warm hand warmer.

Her face was round and plump, with her features subtly outlined by rouge and powder. Even though her belly hadn't begun to swell yet, she was already being supported by an older woman beside her, appearing fragile and wealthy.

If it wasn't Li Xiu Xin's mother and daughter, who else could it be?