Sun Shi smiled and said, "You child, what are you saying so much for? Aren't you going home very soon?"

Besides, with your parents at home, everything will be fine. Don't worry about it.

Yang Ruqing nodded lightly, not daring to meet Sun's gaze for fear she would accidentally slip up.

Sun said, "By the way, I also made two pairs of new summer shoes for Tang's child. I'll go to the back garden to get them for you, and you can take them to him."

After saying that, Mrs. Sun hurried to the backyard, and Yang Ruqing couldn't stop her at all.

She came to Feng'er's side and bent down to gently stroke Feng'er's little head.

Fēng'er raised her head and looked at Yang Ruqing with bright, sparkling eyes, giggling.

"Give me a hug…"

He extended a pair of chubby little hands towards Yang Ruqing.

Yang Ruqing quickly picked him up and kissed his soft and tender cheek.

“Be good at home, listen to your grandma and mother, eat well, grow up fast, and become a fine young man!” Yang Ruqing said softly.

Feng'er couldn't understand all those complicated words, he only understood the two words 'eat dinner'.

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Xiao Pang pointed at the bowl and spoon in Xiao Hua's hand, mumbling, "Eat rice."

Xiao Hua smiled and fed him a spoonful. As he ate, his small hands picked at Yang Ruoqing's strand of hair in his hand, giggling so hard that rice grains from his mouth spilled out.

"Oh my heavens, you've soiled your aunt's clothes! Come down, come down."

Yang Ruqing said, "It's nothing, as long as he is happy."

Soon, Mrs. Sun brought over two new pairs of shoes. “Qinger, tell Tang YaZi to come home when he’s free.”

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Yang Ruqing nodded, "Mother, Xiaohua, then you two are busy first, I'll go back."

Son said, “I give this to you.”

"No need, it's just a few steps away," Yang Ruqing said, then handed Feng'er to Xiaohua, took the shoes and turned around without looking back and left the main hall.

Sun still followed to the doorway of the main hall, Yang Ruqing left the courtyard in one breath at the fastest speed she could manage. She knew Sun was watching her from behind, but she didn't dare turn around.

Leaving the yard and coming to the corner of the wall that Mrs. Sun couldn't see, Yang Ruoqing raised her hand to cover her mouth, tears streaming down her face.

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She quietly turned to glance back at the courtyard. The brightly lit main hall was filled with the warm and familiar sight of her mother and little Hua continuing to feed Feng'er. As always, it was a peaceful and heartwarming dinner time. But in Yang Ruqing's eyes, it had become the most extravagant scene imaginable.

At night, when Yang Ruqing took the initiative to suggest sleeping with Luobao Baby, Luobao Baby was so excited.

She had just finished dinner and rushed back to her room to grab her beloved pillow. She then hurried to Yang Ruohui's room, kicking off her shoes and rolling onto the bed.

Yang Ruqing stood aside, watching Luo Bao's carefree and happy appearance, smiling with narrowed eyes.

"Still, the big bed from my parents is so comfortable, I can roll around all over it. Hehe..."

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The little camel rolled and laughed.

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Yang Ruqing walked forward and gently patted her little butt: "Alright, Mama will take you to bathe. After the bath, Mama will tell you a story in bed."

"I want to hear about the mermaid princess from last time. Mother only told half of it last time," said Luo Bao'bao.

Yang Ruqing said, "Okay then, what do you want to hear tonight? I'll tell you anything, until you fall asleep. How about it?"

"Of course, why not? What if I get more and more energetic the longer I listen, and don't even sleep?" Luó Bǎobǎo tilted her little head and asked.

Yang Ruqing smiled and said, "Then your mother will keep telling you stories until dawn."

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"Hee hee, Mama, why are you so nice to me today? You're even so gentle, not glaring at me or scolding me. This doesn't seem like my Mama at all." Having said that, the little fellow suddenly put on a dramatic act.

She suddenly jolted upright in bed, pointing a finger at Yang Ruohui: "Speak quickly, who are you? Why are you occupying my mother's body? Where is my mother? Get her out here!"

Yang Ruoqing was stunned for a moment, then smiled.

“Is your mother as scary as you say? You make me sound like an old witch.” she said.

"Alright, if you want to hear the story quickly, come here and let's go take a bath!"

The two of them, washed and smelling fresh, climbed into bed. Luò Bǎobǎo snuggled into Yáng Ruòqíng’s arms just like he did when he was a child, falling asleep.

Yang Ruqing hugged her, gently patted her on the back, and told her stories.

Perhaps the warmest and most comfortable place for a child is truly their mother's embrace.

Originally, with wide-open eyes, he listened to only two stories and then closed his eyes.

The third story was half-way through when the little girl in his arms let out a steady, even breath.

In the hazy glow of the room's lamplight, Yang Ruqing gazed lovingly at her daughter in her arms.

Her daughter is just nine years old. In today's society, she would be in the third grade of elementary school.

Such a young child, whether in modern times or in the ancient times of man-eating, needs to be sheltered under their parents' wings to grow up safely.

Yang Ruqing had never thought so much before, she even felt proud and very satisfied with herself as a mother. She believed she was doing very well.

Having earned so much money, Tang Ya Zi was once again the general above all others, below only the emperor. To be born as their children would be incredibly lucky.

Not only can it create a good living environment for children, but it can also accompany children to grow up.

But now, looking at her young daughter in her arms, Yang Ruqing's heart was filled with a hundred kinds of indescribable bitterness and sourness.

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In the end, everything boils down to worry.

Worried that she wouldn't be able to come back from this trip and save Tang Ya Zi, if that happens, Chen'er and the baby would both lose their parents.

The mere thought that I might not be able to accompany my child as they grow up, shield them from harm, share in their triumphs, or offer comfort during their moments of sadness and loneliness is unbearable.

When a child is sick, she can't be there to take care of them. On the long road of a child's growth, she can't guide them. Her heart aches with pain knowing this.

I just feel that this life, suddenly becomes so short, and this separation, suddenly comes so unexpectedly.

She still had many things she wanted to say to her children, and a lot of life experiences she wanted to share with them.

As a mother, as a woman, she also wants to teach her daughter, hand in hand, how a girl should cherish herself during her adolescence.

Cherish your body and respect your soul. Don't be easily seduced by men with sweet words.

As a mother, she also wanted to tell Chen'er that in the future, he should be a man of great talent and ability. But no matter what he does, he should just try his best, not strive for perfection in everything. After all, there is nothing perfect in this world.

It’s a pity, being oneself is already perfect. Don't make life too hard for yourself, be kind to yourself and your family.

There's still DaZhi, and Feng'er, and the families on both sides, and my younger brothers...

Tears streamed down her cheeks, Yang Ruqing tightly embraced her daughter in her arms. She listened to the occasional barking of dogs coming from the distant village and felt the serenity of the night in this village.

But her heart remained unsettled for a long time.

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