Chapter 4655: Eating the Bitter Fruit

ind! Let him go tell his father himself about the proposal!"Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!> Dà Sūn shì nodded: "Good!"The next day, perhaps feeling shy, Yang Yongj...In this situation, Yang Huazhong and Ms. Sun naturally stayed in the old house, and Bao Suyun and Yang Huamei also did not leave.

Even Yang Huazhou had to discuss with Yang Ruoqing and postponed the time to return to Qing'an County Wine House.

All the older generation, uncles and aunts, stayed in the old house. The grandchildren's generation dispersed for now because it was getting dark and each family still had young children to look after.

When leaving, Yang Ruqing told Mrs. Sun that she and Tang Ya'zi would go back together later and bring Xiao Duo and Feng'er to Luo's house. They would have dinner and spend the night there tonight.

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After leaving the east room, Yang Ruqing and Luo Fengtang exchanged glances. They naturally couldn't go down the alleyway, so they could only walk through the front gate.

As Yang Ruohong walked past the front gate, she saw that Liao Meiyin's house was locked.

"Yesterday, Big Sister-in-Law was slapped by her elder brother and also ate a few mouthfuls of that sweet soup. She's not feeling well." Yang Ruoqing whispered this to Luo Fengtang.

“In the daytime, I went to the east room, and she was also there accompanying my mother. She's over five months pregnant, it's truly not easy. Now that she's not in the house or the east room, could she have gone to the alley to accompany my elder brother”

Faced with her question, Luofengtang said, “We'll naturally understand when we pass by the alley entrance later.”

As the two walked past the alleyway entrance, they truly saw Yang Yongxian sitting on Xiu'er's back, facing away from them.

That back was desolate, lonely, solitary, stiff...

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Li Meiyng stood beside him, a hand lightly resting on his shoulder, silently accompanying him.

On the spirit offering altar in the alley, two white candles flickered. The wind blew through, causing their flames to sway back and forth, casting an eerie and forlorn light. Yang Ruqing's spine suddenly tingled with a wave of coldness, as if something was blowing cold air down her neck. She instinctively pulled her collar up.

Luo Fengtang immediately realized it. He silently reached out and pulled her hand, bringing her closer to him.

“No more looking, let’s go.” He said in a low voice, pulling her hand straight past the alleyway entrance and toward the village.

Upon arriving at Yang Huaizhong's house, Xiaoduo had just finished bathing Feng'er. The child smelled of fragrant talcum powder and wore fresh, breathable cotton undergarments.

Yang Ruqing explained her purpose and, accompanied by Xiaoduo and Feng'er, returned to the Luó family.

Feng'er quickly went to play with Luobao Baby, Xiaodo followed from behind.

Luo Fengtang went to talk to Lu Tiejiang. Half the day today, Luo Fengtang was running around for Lao Yang's affairs. Lu Tiejiang and Wang Cuilian were also worried about this matter at home.

Now that Luo Fengtang has returned, Luo Tiejiang naturally wants to ask him about it in detail and then discuss what to do as proper relatives. They should consider whether they should burn incense or something else in this situation...

In the backyard, Yang Ruqing came over to help Wang Cuilian cook dinner, and naturally, they talked about this matter.

Yang Ruqing said: “When we came back before, Grandma didn't say anything about informing our relatives. I presume this matter shouldn't cause any stir among them, so there's no need for us to burn incense. It would be inappropriate instead.”

Xiu'er was only just one year old when she died.

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In fact, in this era, due to many reasons, the mortality rate of young children is still considerable.

Various accidents, various diseases...

In the village, over the past few years, there have been several cases of children, ranging from a few days old to 8 or 9 years old, even up to 12 or 13 years old, ...

Just like the owner of this body, Yang Ruqing, that silly and chubby host back then, wasn't she the one who became mentally impaired at the age of twelve because of Mu Zichuan's sarcastic remark and drowned herself in the pond

Wang Cuilian sighed, “This poor Xiu’er child. He just turned one year old and passed away. He was such a beautiful child, fair and clean, with a red mole on his brow like a little girl. He was so pretty.”

“Born on the night of Zhongyuan Festival, in an old saying, this child is probably hard to keep. He must be a child under some celestial being, who slipped down to earth to play while his master was napping. He has to hurry back now.”

To Wang Cuilian's speculation, Yang Ruqing could only respond with a wry smile.

These myth-laden words are usually made up by people to comfort themselves.

Otherwise, that kind of grief is hard to ease, so I could only weave something beautiful and tell myself that the child didn't die. He just returned to where he truly belonged...

“Li Xiuxin's baby slipped, it’s over six months and a well-formed boy.” Yang Ruqing continued.

“Ah” Wang Cuilian was even more astonished.

After a long pause, Wang Cuilian let out a heavy sigh. "Li Xiu Xin's actions this time have caused too much trouble, the karmic debt of two lives is all on her shoulders."

Yang Ruqing nodded. "This trip, she really moved the bricks to hit her own foot, reaping what she sowed. She deserved it even if she died a hundred times over. It's just a pity for the two innocent children."

Yang Ruohong's voice gradually grew weaker. Throughout this entire day, grief, anger, and a myriad of other emotions had been swirling within her, leaving her exhausted.

Especially when it comes to children, as a mother, I don't like to talk about these too heavy topics.

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After hastily finishing dinner, Yang Ruqing settled Xia Duo and Feng'er in Luo Baobei's room and then returned to her own bedroom.

Stripped bare, she stepped into the steamy shower room. As her body was completely submerged in a flower petal-filled bathtub, the fatigue that had accumulated over the day slowly began to dissipate.

It was so comfortable that Luofengtang hadn't even returned to her room before falling asleep leaning against the edge of the bathtub.

I don't know how I got up, but when she woke up, she was already lying on a soft and comfortable bed.

She had changed into clean, white silk undergarments and was sleeping with her body leaning against Luo Fengtang, who held her in his arms.

His long hands went around her slender waist, covering her flat, soft belly.

Her back pressed lightly against his solid chest, their bodies close together from the waist down. Even though he was sleeping soundly, his breath even and deep beside her ear, certain masculine features remained prominent in his slumber, giving her a strange feeling.

She carefully moved a few inches outward, creating a little more distance.

This tiny gesture immediately made him open his eyes.

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"Awake" he asked, his voice nasal with sleepiness.

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"Hmm, wake up thirsty." she whispered.

Behind him, came a low chuckle, followed by the sound of someone getting up.

He lifted the curtain, walked to the table and poured a bowl of warm water before returning to bed.

At this moment, Yang Ruqing also sat up, hugging her knees and blinking at him as he brought over water. Her eyes held a thoughtful look.

"The water has arrived," he said, then leaned down and brought the water to her lips, as if he were going to feed her.

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