Why are we switching now?

What went wrong?

Yang RuoLan couldn't understand, she stood blankly by the water, watching the distant boat, and smiled wryly, shaking her head.

Yang Hualin and the Yang family's anger did not last long.

Why?

Because they were quickly attracted by the congee made by Guihua, Dayun, Baosu, and Yun over there.

Hot congee, white steamed buns, such good things to save lives!

On the boat, Yang Ruqing was rowing, while Sun and Da Sun were supporting Xiao Lao Yangtou.

Yang Hualin's shouts and Yang Shi's curses gradually faded behind them.

When the boat was halfway there, Mrs. Sun couldn't help but discuss with Yang Ruqing: "Ruqing, should we let your second uncle and his family come stay with us?"

"There's no empty room left at home," said Yang Ruqing.

Even if there were empty rooms, they wouldn't let Yang Huilin and his people move in.

She would rather have any random family from the village move in than agree to let Yang Hualin move in.

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“The old man is so sick, and as his daughter and son-in-law, they only care about themselves!”

Then Yang Ruqing continued.

“If we hadn’t found them earlier, the old man wouldn't know what he would have become! As for people like them who are so selfish, we shouldn’t waste our good intentions on them!”

Upon hearing Yang Ruqing's words, Sun sighed.

“The master is fine. I just feel sorry for Lan and Bai, seeing them like this. They're children who have never known hardship…” said Mrs. Sun.

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Yang Ruqing rolled her eyes directly.

"Mom, can you please not be so sympathetic?" she said.

"You feel sorry for this one, and sympathize with that one."

"This heavy rain wasn't caused by me, and the reservoir above Zhengjia Village wasn't blown up by me either."

"This is a natural disaster!"

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"Our place is practically a shelter, it's completely full of people."

"I've been making two trips a day to that 'island' to deliver food to our folks. Our family has done everything we can, it's more than enough, so please stop trying to make things complicated, okay?"

He couldn't stand Sun's temper sometimes, she could be innocent and kind in a charming way.

Sometimes, he could also be foolish and infuriating to Yang Ruohua.

Her tone had clearly become heavier, and the blame in her words was no longer concealed.

Sun was speechless at this.

The woman stared at Yang Ruqing, a little flustered.

Grandson also heard the conversation between the mother and daughter who were sitting on the same boat.

Dà Sūn shì duì Sūn shì dào: "Nǐ yě mò jué zhè Qíng ér zhè huà chàng le nǐ, wǒ dào jué tā shuō de zài lǐ."

"Girl, you're just too soft-hearted."

"Being soft-hearted is not a bad thing, but it's also not good to be soft-hearted all the time and to everyone."

People like your second aunt and second uncle's family, with hearts as cold as wolves and guts as heartless as dogs, if something happens to your family, they hide in town pretending not to know and don't even come to visit.

“This flood hasn't receded yet, and if they were in the county town right now, they wouldn't even care about us getting flooded!”

"Why bother with them? Besides, we've done our best by sending them porridge and steamed buns. Just listen to Qing'er!"

Granddaughter Sun spoke quickly, chattering away nonstop. Her words filled Daughter Sun with even more shame, causing her to lower her head in embarrassment.

"Well, elder sister, you and Qing'er are right. I'm just not good at controlling myself..."

Mrs. Sun smiled wryly.

Da Sun said: "You are the reincarnation of a mud Bodhisattva."

Yang Ruqing said, "Even a mud Bodhisattva crossing a river has trouble keeping itself afloat. Your mother has done enough good deeds. There's no need to worry about everything. We can't control it all!"

As the little boat neared Yang Ruqing's house, the water level gradually receded.

The boat was too shallow to row, so Mrs. Da Sun jumped down with Yang Ruqing and pushed her all the way to the door of her courtyard before mooring it.

At this time, Lao Yangtou and his men were sizing up the pigpen in the back yard of Sun's house.

The water in the pigsty is the deepest of all the puddles in the yard.

If the pigs were still in here, they would definitely be drowned up to their heads.

But now everything is fine, they all live on the mezzanine floor of the second floor, sleeping soundly.

Old Sun felt a multitude of emotions.

Turning to the men beside him, he said: "This time, thanks to my daughter Qing'er's preparations, we built this two-story wooden house, which saved these dozens of pigs!"

On the sidelines, Chang Geng and Da Niu both looked relieved and a little scared.

Here, there are also pigs from both of their families.

Chang Geng said: "Yesterday, I helped the villagers relocate. Those households who raised pigs, their pigpens were all flooded."

“The pig has been soaking inside all night, by now it's probably ruined, the loss is too great!”

"This season's crops are hopeless, as long as this pig survives, our family won't have to face starvation!"

On the side, Yang Huazhong thought of something and asked Luo the blacksmith, "What about that piece of land by the fish pond? Have all the fish run away?"

On this topic, Luo Tiejiang's face showed a mixture of joy and hesitation.

>When the flood came, some did run away. Luckily, Qing'er and Tang Ya-zi had an idea. They encircled the fish pond with nets and vines.

“At least, leave me some fish so I didn't work hard for half a year for nothing!”

Yang Huazhong patted Luo Tijiang's shoulder: "Don't worry, Brother Luo, let's work together to get through this difficulty first. We'll start over again next year!"

It was at this time that Big Sun's granddaughter rushed over. Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!

"Master Qing'er, Qing'er sent me to find you. She has brought over her little grandfather, and he is still feverish. You should go to the front courtyard quickly..."

When Old Yang heard that his younger brother had arrived, he immediately turned around and ran back.

Upon entering the guest room, I saw Mrs. Sun standing beside a basin of hot water while Yang Ruqing was using a handkerchief to cool down Old Master Yang's forehead to reduce his fever.

“Didn’t he go to the county with Zhenbang? Why is he back in the village?” Old Yang was surprised.

Wang Hongquan, who lived next door, knew about it and said, "He came back two days ago."

“What about Zhenbang? Has he come back too?” Lao Yangtou asked.

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"Wang Hongquan shook his head: 'The old man came back on his own.'"

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Old Yang's face immediately darkened.

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On the edge, Old Sun's temper flared, and he directly voiced what he, as well as Old Yang, felt.

“Yang Zhenbang earns so much money, but he is unfilial and doesn't care about his grandfather's life or death. Is this kind of son still a son?”

"Lao Yang sighed, “My brother also has a hard life!”

Yang Ruqing helped Xiao Lao Yang get over his fever and fed him some medicine, then gave him to Lao Yangtou to take care of.

Then he/she busied himself/herself and went away.

“Left Brother, you built this boat is really cool, looks like a professional!”

Yang Ruqing looked at the flat-bottomed boat docked in the middle of the water with excitement, and she exclaimed in admiration.

This boat is longer and wider than the small boat she had her family build.

It was probably twice the size of that little boat.

The bow and stern of the ship are slightly raised like a shuttle, making it very agile and able to maneuver easily among buildings.

The hull is shallow, and a canopy is set up in the middle. People stay inside to keep out of the wind and rain.

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