Here, Yang Ruqing, who was eavesdropping for gossip, suddenly choked.

“Qing’er, what’s wrong? Did you choke on a melon seed?” Xiaoyu asked nervously and quickly handed her some tea.

Yang Ruqing took a sip of tea and whispered to Xiaoyu, who was also listening to the gossip, "Xiaoyu, did I hear wrong? Or did that aunt's information have a mistake? A year after their divorce and six months pregnant... it doesn't add up, does it?"

Xiaoyu was taken aback for a moment, then laughed, "Yeah, it really is a foolish account!"

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Then, she told Guihua and the woman who had come to visit, "Mother, aunt, didn't you get something wrong? Who ever heard of someone who divorced and returned to her parents' home still being six months pregnant? That means she would have gotten pregnant four months after returning home! Whose child is it?"

Both Osmanthus and the woman were stunned at the same time.

Guihua stared at the woman in astonishment. "Did you get the month wrong?"

"That can't be right," she said, "my sister told me herself. My sister is married to a family in Li Jia village, they are from the same ancestral home."

"That child, most likely, is still that former husband's." The woman continued.

Guihua squeezed out an awkward smile.

Here, Yang Ruohqing and Xiaoyu looked at each other and both giggled secretly.

After laughing, Yang Ruqing couldn't help but sigh in her heart about Li Xiuxin. Now she was really letting herself go.

The former scholar's daughter, Li Xiuxin, who was dignified and elegant with a hint of aloofness that set her apart from village girls, had transformed into a shrew, a jealous woman, insecure and sensitive...

To this day, things have escalated to the point of reckless abandon. They've even gotten pregnant after separating! This is truly absurd. It shows a lack of respect for themselves and their child.

"By the way, Qing'er, I heard that Li Xiu Xin jumped into the river yesterday, and it was your young master Tang who saved her?" The woman visiting suddenly asked Yang Ruqing.

Little Rain also looked at Yang Ruoqing in surprise.

Yang Ruqing nodded. "Yes, I and Tang Ya Zi were on our way to pick up my daughter from school when we passed by the river and heard Li's mother screaming for help."

The woman clucked her tongue and said, "Meeting you both was truly a stroke of luck. If there had been no one by the riverbank at that time, I surely would have drowned."

Yang Ruqing said, "Perhaps she was destined not to die, and just happened to meet someone."

Last night I heard Tang Ya'zi tell me that when he jumped into the river, he saw a figure rolling down from upstream.

No wonder there was no sign of struggle on the river surface, it turned out that Li Xiuxin was rolling downstream along the riverbed with the current...

Soon, the youngest son in Xiaoyu's family cried in his cradle.

Then camellias quickly got up to change the diaper for her little grandson.

A short while later, she came into the main room with the child still crying in her arms. "Little Yu," she said, "I've changed your diaper, and I put you in the cradle, but you won't sleep. Come see what's wrong?"

Xiaoyu smiled and said, "He's probably hungry. This kid has a big appetite."

Hearing this, Yang Ruqing stood up and said, "Xiaoyu, you feed the baby first. I'll come back tomorrow to play with you. If you have time, come to my house to play with the baby."

Xiaoyu nodded. “Okay, I’ll definitely go find you to talk later. I still have a lot to say to you.”

Yáng Ruòqíng turned to leave, but suddenly was pulled back by Xiǎoyǔ.

Xiaoyu, taking advantage of the fact that the osmanthus was still in bloom and the woman who had come to visit earlier had gone into the house to see the children, went up to Yang Ruqing and carefully examined the crabapple flower on her neck.

"This... is Tang Ya Zi's masterpiece, isn't it?" Xiaoyu asked in a hushed voice.

Yang Ruqing nodded, "Yes, he drew it."

Xiaoyu blinked and lowered her voice, "I'm talking about something hidden by the peonies... also his masterpiece, right?"

Yang Ruqing's face flushed instantly.

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Xiao Yu covered her mouth and laughed, as a result, Yang Ruqing twisted her arm.

“You’re laughing at me.” Yang Ruqing said with a pout.

Little Rain laughed even harder.

"I never would have guessed Tang YaZi was so skilled!" she said.

Yang Ruqing rolled her eyes: "You little vixen."

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Xiao Yu still smiled. At this moment, the sound of Guihua's cries and the baby's crying came from the house again.

“Little Rain, why haven't you come to feed the baby yet? Hurry up!” Guihua felt sorry for her young grandson being hungry and urged him again.

Yang Ruqing also said, "Cow, you hurry to go milk, don't starve the children, I'm leaving first."

Xiaoyu nodded: "I'll go find you later and ask you again about how to draw hibiscus flowers."

Yang Ruqing was completely exasperated.

At Yang Huazhong's house, Xiaohua was looking after Feng'er at home and doing some housework, feeding the chickens and so on.

Everyone else is gone.

"Where did Father, Mother, and Little Duo go?" Yang Ruqing asked.

Little Flower Path: "Daddy went to the threshing ground in the south of the village to beat wheat. Little Blossom went to bring him tea and water, and Mother went to the vegetable garden to pick vegetables."

"Oh." Yang Ruqing responded, coming to Feng'er's side and teasing him.

One-and-a-half-year-old Feng'er took off his heavy cotton clothes and put on thin ones. Walking around, he looked so much more graceful.

"Feng'er, what are you playing? Tell Auntie," Yang Ruqing squatted beside him and asked with a smile.

Feng’er held a small twig in his hand, pointing at a few ants on the ground: “Ants fighting…”

Xiaohua poked her head over and smiled, "I've been squatting here for half an hour now. I told him to go play something else, but he ignored me."

Yang Ruqing smiled and looked at the little guy.

He wore the loose-fitting trousers with a split at the crotch that was common among children from farming families, his short sleeves rolled up to reveal two sections of pale arms, as white and delicate as cut bamboo.

He buried his head and used the small twigs in his hand to draw a line on the ground, dividing the ants like the River Chu separating the Han and Chu states. Like God, he controlled the fate of these ants from high above.

And he himself was completely oblivious, he was just a one-and-a-half-year-old kid wearing diapers squatting on the ground, his little bird was completely exposed to the air...

Yang Ruqing couldn't help but smile, so she lightly patted Feng'er on the head and stood up.

"It's really fun, he doesn't even care about me. I won't bother him anymore." Yang Ruqing said to Xiaohua here.

Xiaohua smiled and handed Yang Ruqing a bowl of freshly poured tea: "Sister, sit down for a while and have some tea."

"Good." Yang Ruqing took the tea and sat on a small stool by the door of the main hall.

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This place is well-ventilated and has a view of Feng'er peak, it's a feng shui treasure!

Little Flower also brought a bowl of tea over and stood beside Yang Ruoqing, watching Feng'er together.

"Sister, everyone in the village knows about Li Xiuxin, your former sister-in-law, throwing herself into the river. Do you think Big Brother knows?" Xiaohua suddenly asked.

Yang Ruqing glanced at Xiaohua and said, "Big Brother Tang has always lived in the academy. Unless there's something going on at home, he rarely goes down the mountain to return to the village. He probably... doesn't know."

Xiao Hua nodded.

Yang Ruqing said again: "Even if Big Brother heard about this, what could he do? He and Li Xiu Xin have been separated for four or five years. Besides, in the meantime, Li Xiu Xin has remarried."

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