On the first night of the new year, Yang Ruqing and her family had a lively and warm New Year's Eve dinner at her parents' home.

Back home at night, Yang Ruqing was busy packing clothes for Chen'er. Wang Cuilian went to the backyard to prepare dried food and other necessities so that Chen'er could take them on board tomorrow.

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From the dock in Wanghai County, heading east without delay, it would take about ten days to reach near the East China Sea. Then, at the port there, you could board a specialized ship bound for the islands of the East China Sea.

So along this route, supplies need to be well prepared. Following Yang Ruqing's list, Wang Cuilian not only prepared rice and wheat flour, but also eggs, vegetables, meat, snacks and so on.

When most of the things were packed up, Wang Cuilian came to Yang Ruqing’s room.

“Ching-er, take a look at these things, can they work?” Wang Cui-lian put two flower baskets and two bags on the ground.

Yang Ruqing saw these things and said, “Grandma, you really are someone I can trust. I only mentioned what to bring once, and you have everything prepared so well. Perfect!”

Hearing Yang Ruqing's praise, Wang Cuilian was naturally very happy.

But she still bent down to weigh the two hemp sacks at her feet and said, "On the way to the East Sea, there would be someone on board who is specifically responsible for cooking congee and washing for Chen'er, right?"

Yang Ruqing nodded. "Yes, the ship was hired before the year began. It's a whole team. The boat owner not only has helmsman, but also sailors, cooks, and a whole crew."

Wang Cuilian said: "I understand. It's just like a theatre troupe. Some people perform on stage, some watch over costumes and props backstage, and others are in charge of cooking. That's how it works, right?"

Yang Ruqing smiled and gave Wang Cuilian a thumbs-up: "Auntie, you are so smart! You got it right away. That's exactly what happened! Haha..."

"Well then, there must be quite a few people eating. I'd better go get some rice," Wang Cuilian added.

Yang Ruqing stopped her: "No need, Auntie. This is enough, because the ship already has supplies."

"Besides, they would stop at ports along the way to replenish their supplies of fresh food, so there was plenty."

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Hearing Yang Ruqing say this, Wang Cuilian felt relieved.

"Alright, I'll go with your plan then." she said.

In Chen'er's study, Luofeng Tang was also there. The father and son didn't know what they were talking about either. The door was ajar.

But father and son, together, seemed to never have those kinds of heart-to-heart talks.

So Luofengtang quickly returned to Yang Ruqing's side, while Chen'er went to the front yard to talk to her grandmother in Tuobuxian's room.

In the backyard, Yang Ruqing told Lu Fengtang: "My son is leaving tomorrow, and I don't know when he'll be back. To be honest, I really, really want to go to the East Sea with him! But, without his grandfather's permission, Chen'er won't take me on the island, oh!"

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When mentioning that grandfather, Luo Fengtang's eyebrows couldn't help but furrow.

“Let's not talk about him. He's been so mysterious his whole life, who knows what he's got up his sleeve!” he said.

"If it weren't for the fact that Chen'er was the one I rescued and raised, I..."

“Oh, come on, it's getting late. Let's not say harsh things anymore!” Yang Ruohua said softly, interrupting him.

"Your personality, who knows, might just be inherited from someone from the East Sea. Just like Chen'er's personality, there are many aspects that resemble yours."

"You are father and son, no matter how you resist, blame him, your blood still flows through his!" she said.

Luo Fengtang had a face full of dejection.

Yang Ruqing couldn't help but tiptoe and gently pinch his nose: "Alright, let's not talk about this anymore. He has his life now, and we have our own little lives."

"Look, our little life is so lively and bustling, while he, all alone, guards that vast island and mansion, yet lives in utter solitude."

“He cannot enjoy the warmth of family, that kind of familial love, while we can. So, I say, God is fair. He gives everyone corresponding circumstances for their choices. Rewards are also punishments, and punishments are also rewards. Let's not harbor any resentment towards him anymore.” She advised him again.

Although Yang Ruqing had never met the biological father, based on Luofeng Tang's personality and Chen'er's behavior, she felt that the man was definitely an upright person.

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He is absolutely a man full of charm and ability.

He should have a sense of responsibility, but his sense of responsibility is different from that of ordinary men. Loyalty is hard to balance with everything else. He chooses to shoulder the greater responsibility, one that concerns a nation and even the world. Therefore, he has to give up his own family, his own wife and son.

This kind of man is easy to captivate women, but this kind of man is also the easiest to make a woman heartbroken after falling deeply in love.

Even though she's heartbroken, she doesn't regret it, and is even willing to never marry for him.

"Qing'er, you are right. Heaven is fair; you reap what you sow. I hold no resentment anymore, after all, this life is a gift from him, and Chen'er was saved by him." Luo Fengtang said.

“As for my mother, even though he wasted her entire life, she still doesn't regret it. If that's the case, then there's no need for me, as her son, to resent him. After all, I can only bear the burden for her.”

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"I just treat him as a stranger. Let's not talk about it anymore. We should pack up and go to bed early. We'll go to the county town together tomorrow to send our son off on the boat."

The next day, before dawn broke, Yang Ruqing got up.

At this time, Luofengtang had just woken up and was preparing to go to the courtyard outside to practice swordsmanship.

"It's still early, why don't you sleep a little longer? I'll come wake you up after I finish practicing my sword." he said.

Yang Ruqing yawned, but shook her head. "Sleep can be done anytime, today my son is going on a long trip, I have to get up and cook him some delicious breakfast."

This was a mother's wish, Luofeng Tang knew she couldn't stop it, so she took her sword and went straight out to practice.

While Yang Ruoqing came to the backyard kitchen, she touched the stove and lit a fire candle, starting to cook breakfast.

Chen'er likes to eat meatballs and meat patties. Yang Ruoqing plans to cook noodles for Chen'er with meatballs, meat patties, and some vegetables together.

Because we're in a hurry, the bumpy ride in the carriage could make some people carsick.

So Yang Ruqing grabbed another handful of hawthorn, added some rock sugar, and slowly simmered it in a small stove until it became a semi-viscous hawthorn paste.

Sour and sweet, after Chen'er finishes the meatballs, meat pies, and noodles, you can have a bowl of this to settle the stomach, promote digestion, and invigorate the mind.

The remaining mixture is placed in a bowl and left outdoors to freeze naturally. When it has set, it is cut into equally sized pieces with a knife, which are then known as shan zao gao.

When the little baby Luo wakes up, he will surely like this hawthorn cake. Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate! ?

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