“I don’t know either, probably went to the outhouse!” Xiao An replied without looking up, his whole heart was in the ant battle.

Yang Ruqing patted his head: "Okay, you can play for a while longer. Later when we go up the mountain to burn the winter clothes, I'll call you over!"

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"Mhm!" Xiao An nodded.

Yang Ruqing then stood up and turned back to her own room.

After walking for most of the day, her feet were sweaty. She sat on the edge of the bed and changed into her old, patched-up shoes.

Then, he took out the remaining copper coins from his person, spread them out on the bed and began to count them.

Today, I went to town without any money on me.

Selling the black tiger brought in three hundred copper coins.

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Three hundred wen ago, he split with Luofengtang, keeping one hundred and fifty wen for himself.

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Later, he proposed a partnership for business dealings. Luofeng Tang contributed another one hundred wen, bringing their total to two hundred and fifty wen.

Two hundred and fifty wen, at the pottery market spent ninety wen, purchasing thirty kilograms of soybeans.

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I bought winter clothes and incense paper, spending another fifteen cash.

At the steamed bun shop, he ate noodles and bought buns, spending twenty wen.

So, in the end, I still have one hundred and twenty-five wen left!

Wrapping up the one hundred and twenty-five coins in a piece of cloth, Yang Ruqing, as usual, opened the bed slats to hide them. Suddenly, she discovered a secret hidden beneath her pillow! Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate! ?

A pink silk flower, a silk flower with a blue and white porcelain pattern.

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Two flowers, quietly placed together.

Her pupils contracted sharply, she picked up the two flowers and examined them closely.

Aren't these the two flowers she had her eye on at the entrance of the Wa Market this morning, but couldn't bring herself to buy?

How could you be here?

Could it be...

>How are you doing?

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Yang Ruqing suddenly remembered that while he was at the Washi market, there was a short moment when he had left midway.

You're right, he must have snuck out to buy flowers then!

This silly kid!

Why would he spend this money for nothing?

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His life isn't easy either!

This pair of flowers would cost you about ten copper coins!

This silly boy, he's really silly! He likes this flower, but it's not like he can't live without it, silly boy!

Yang Ruqing couldn't describe her feelings at the moment.

It's a bit amusing yet strangely heartwarming, leaving me with a tender feeling in my heart.

This feeling is something I've never experienced before, even in my past life.

"Qinger, are you finished there? We should be leaving now!" Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!

Sun's voice came in, interrupting Yang Ruqing's daydreaming.

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She turned her head toward the door, mumbled a response, and hastily pressed the flowers back under the pillow. Her fingers trembled with a strange agitation, as if she feared being caught by Mrs. Sun.

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Coming outside, I found that Sun and the others were already fully prepared.

Mrs. Sun carried a woven bamboo basket in her hands, inside which were things to be taken to the grave.

She held Xia An's hand in one, while Da An hung his head and stood on the other side of Sun Shi.

Seeing Yang Ruqing come out of the house, Sun hurried to pull Little An and beckoned Big An over.

Yang Ruqing walked over and directly took the bamboo basket from Sun's hands: "Mother, I'll carry things. You just hold onto Xiao An."

Sun said: "Done!"

Thus, leading Xiao An towards Old Yang's house ahead.

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When visiting the graves, you must follow the Yang family's large group, otherwise, with just a few of us, we wouldn't be able to find the Yang family's ancestral tomb in that vast Mianniu Mountain!

A pale hand suddenly reached out and snatched the bamboo basket from Yang Ruqing's grasp.

Yang Ruqing turned her head and saw that it was Daan.

"The basket isn't heavy, I can carry it!" Yang Ruqing said.

"I'll do it!" Dayan said in a muffled voice, his head bowed.

Stepped aside and walked forward, ignoring Yang Ruohong, not even glancing at her.

Yang Ruqing was at a loss. What was with this kid, acting so awkward?

She shook her head and ran after him.

Before Old Yang's house, all those going to pay respects at the grave gathered at the door of the east room where Old Yang and Tan were.

Yang Ruqing glanced around, there were quite a lot of people here today!

Uncle, your four cousins, your uncles four and five!

A basket laden with incense paper and a cold-weather garment was carried in Yang Huainan's elder brother's hand.

Auntie Liu, with her big belly, was struggling to squat on the ground helping Uncle Yang Huaming change his shoes.

On the side, Tan was also helping Yang Huamei straighten her clothes and telling her to take it slow when going up the mountain, not to slip or anything.

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Yang Ruqing was surprised to see Yang Huamei's demeanor!

Yang Huamei probably changed into a light grey outfit today to match the mountain climb.

And around its shoulders, there was a furry circle used to keep out the wind.

At first glance, his obese body resembles a "meat lingzhi" !

Is it so clumsy that it can climb mountains?

Yang Ruqing secretly felt a chill for her younger sister-in-law.

Over there, Old Yang was chewing on a dry tobacco pipe. When he saw Sanfang Sun and the Yang Ruqing siblings come over, Old Yang took the dry tobacco pipe out of his mouth and put it in his waist. He said to everyone: "Everyone is here, let's get going!"

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“Father, my second brother and the others haven’t arrived yet. Shall we wait a little longer?” Yang Huaming, the fourth son, asked.

Old Yang said, “Someone sent a message earlier. They're going to burn clothes for the ancestors at Old Yang's grave first, then meet by the river behind the village and head up the mountain together to burn incense.”

"Oh," Yang Huilin stopped talking.

There, Tan's face darkened, and she snorted, "That coward of a second son, he's led around by his wife's nose, even burning incense first at his in-laws' place before thinking of his own family. He's good for nothing!"

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Lǎo sì Yáng Huálín curled his lips. "Hey, my second brother isn't scared. Who made it so that the second sister-in-law's family is wealthy? If I were..."

"What would you do if you were in his shoes?" Tan's voice suddenly rose several octaves, her eyes widening.

“If I had known you brothers were such useless bums, I wouldn't have spent money to marry wives for you! Send them all off as brides who go into the husband’s family, and make them daughters-in-law by marrying into your fathers-in-laws’ homes!” said Tan with anger.

Yang Hualin's face flushed red, and Liu Shi beside him quickly lowered her head and dared not speak.

The Jin clan and the Sun clan are even more so.

Tan was still fuming, silenced by Lao Yangtou.

"Let's get moving, there's no time for all this chatter! Let's just shut up and go!"

"Yes!"

The leader, Yang Hua'an, bowed slightly and hurried ahead, carrying a basket.

Others followed closely behind.

Tan kept escorting them all the way to Old Yang's doorstep and still reminded the several sons and nephews, "When going up and down the slopes, you guys remember to help support Xiuer!"

“Mother, I understand!” Yang Huazhou, the fifth son, replied, closely following his sixth sister Yang Huamei.

Yang Huamei was walking out the door when she couldn't help but call back to Tan Shi, who was watching her from the doorway: "Mother, please take good care of Wangcai. He hasn't pooped today, I'm afraid he might..."

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Yang Ruqing couldn't hold it in any longer and burst into laughter.

Yang Huamei gave her a withering glare: "You fat pig, what are you laughing at? What's so funny?"

“My mouth is on my body, I'm happy to smile, you can’t control it!” Yang Ruqing retorted without any politeness.

"Oh, you little brat! You dare talk back to me?" Yang Huamei was furious, she rolled up her sleeves and was about to twist Yang Ruqing's mouth.

Yang Ruqing raised her hand and caught Yang Huamei's water radish, straightened her spine: "What? Wasn't the beating enough that day? Still want to get beaten?"

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