Mrs. Sun exclaimed in astonishment, "Even with this situation, it's impossible for anyone, whether it's Da An, Da Jie, or Xiao An, to marry Cui'er."

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Mrs. Sun asked, but the moment she spoke the words, she was frightened by her own conjecture.

Yang Ruqing was stunned for a moment, then her face darkened.

That's impossible.

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Because, she is the same way, even in death, she would never betray Tang Ya'zi.

Between husband and wife, how many people have fallen victim to suspicion?

Trust is the most important thing.

Hearing Yang Ruqing speak so assuredly, Mrs. Sun felt relieved.

She looked at Yang Ruohui with love and said, "In my opinion, as long as our son comes back safely and sound, all those so-called worries are nothing. What do you think, Qing'er?"

Yang Ruoqing nodded, "That's right, Chen'er is my lifeline. He's back, and my life is complete."

"Mrs. Sun smiled again, "Mother feels the same way too. Now then, Qinger, these shoes..."

"Mother, when you get back, please return these shoes to Cui'er's mother for me. I truly don't want anything she made." Yang Ruqing said decisively.

Sun Shi was a bit embarrassed, but she still nodded. "Alright, I expected you wouldn't accept it either. When she brought it over before, I didn't want to accept it either. She just dropped it off and ran away."

Yang Ruqing said, "At worst, when Mother returns the shoes, she can bring some gifts for them. Food, drink, clothing, or even a hundred wen would be fine."

They are now so spineless, shamelessly clinging here, claiming it's for the greater good! In reality, they are just after their own interests!

It was they who brought this upon themselves, so don't blame Yang Ruqing for looking down on them.

Sun shi naturally understood Yang Ruqing's meaning, "Alright, mother will take care of it. You don't have to worry about this."

Sun immediately stood up. "Where's the fish? It's almost time, I'll go get it ready first. Your father will be coming home for dinner soon."

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After giving the fish to Mrs. Sun, Yang Ruqing also returned to her own home to prepare lunch.

She used to love running over to her neighbor, Mr. Gao's, place. She would visit or play with Xiao Shunzi.

But now there lives someone she dislikes, so she doesn't go.

Before it was completely dark, Yang Ruqing's family had finished dinner.

Stewed mandarin fish with tofu, a genuine farmhouse dish, paired with shrimp and egg stir-fry, all three children have big appetites.

After a good meal, Lǎo Baby pestered Chén'er to help her with her homework. Dàzhì naturally followed behind obediently with his schoolbag in hand.

Yang Ruqing was washing the dishes while looking at Chen'er taking their two children, her eyes and eyebrows full of a contented smile.

Ping'er brought Huahua over as well. Ping'er was holding a small bamboo basket in her hand.

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“Qinger, I’ve washed these strawberries. Feed them to the children,” Ping'er said with a smile.

Yang Ruqing hurriedly put down the bowls and chopsticks in her hands and came over to take the basket of strawberries with both hands.

“Wow, these strawberries look so tempting. They’re big and the color is perfect. Where did you get them?” Yang Ruohui asked in surprise.

There are some in Mianniushan, but these areas near the mountain practically have none. Or perhaps, even if there were any, they wouldn't be able to grow this big.

Even when they were just starting to blush, the villagers who went up the mountain to gather firewood and the children who herded cattle would pick them to quench their thirst.

Such a large strawberry must be found deep in the mountains.

Upon hearing Yang Ruqing's question, Ping'er smiled and replied: "It was given to me by Zhou Shengge earlier. He picked it while gathering herbs."

Ah, I see.

Yang Ruqing narrowed her eyes and smiled.

Ping'er's face flushed a little.

By the side, that bowl and chopsticks had long been taken away by Wang Cuilian. Tuo Ba Xian also came over, first praising the strawberries and thanking Ping'er.

Then, taking the strawberries from Yang Ruqing's hand: "I'll take these to the backyard for them to eat. Huahua, come over and have some too."

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Hahua nodded lightly and whispered, "I can't eat anymore, I'm too full. I need to lose weight…"

Tuoba Xian and Yang Ruoqing were both surprised. They didn't expect that Huahua, who was only ten years old, would say such a thing.

Yang Ruqing's gaze involuntarily fell on Huahua, taking a glance at her. It has to be said, this child Huahua has really grown up in the past two years.

He has grown taller, his face rounder. Wearing this padded jacket, his shoulders are broad and his belly is indeed round.

The baby fat is very obvious, no wonder they say to lose weight, lose weight...

"What a silly child, health is the most important thing." Tuoba Xian opened her mouth first.

She gently tookhuahua's hand and said, "Come, let's go to the backyard to find Chener and Baby."

Hua Hua didn't leave. She lifted her head and looked at Ping'er with questioning eyes.

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Ping'er smiled and said, "Then you go ahead. Play here for a while, Auntie will have the remaining strawberries sent to Xiaoqin and the others, and then come back to pick you up."

Huanhuan nodded obediently and then followed Tuo Ba Xian.

In the hall, only Ping'er and Yang Ruqing remained. Yang Ruqing said, "I'll accompany you to see him off. I can also take a look at Xiao Qin'er and the others."

Ping'er smiled and nodded, the two of them walked out of the house together, heading towards the front yard.

On the road, Yang Ruohua and Ping'er started talking about flowers.

"Did someone tell Huahua something? At such a young age, how could she suddenly come up with the idea that her stomach is big and she needs to lose weight?" Yang Ruqing asked.

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Upon being asked this, Ping'er’s steps slowed slightly, and a touch of bitterness tinged the smile on her face.

"Well, to be honest, I told HuaHua this." Ping'er said.

"What?" Yang Ruqing thought she had misheard, her eyes widening in surprise.

Ping'er smiled wryly and said, "It was I who told her that your stomach is bigger than that of children your age, rounder, and you eat more than they do."

"If this continues, you'll become a big, fat girl. You need to start losing weight later."

"The child is now ten years old and knows how to be beautiful. Hearing me say these things, she also got anxious."

“No, no. After school at night, I only ate a bowl of porridge. If it were usual, I would definitely have two more flatbreads,” Ping’er said.

Upon hearing Ping'er's words, Yang Ruohua couldn't help but laugh and cry.

"Oh my gosh, why would you say those things to Huahua and make that kind of request? It's really unnecessary!" Yang Ruqing said.

“She's growing rapidly now and needs plenty to eat. If she doesn't get enough, it will harm her growth. Forcibly starving her could seriously damage her stomach and lead to lifelong health problems!” Yang Ruohua added.

Ping'er shook her head, "Hahua and Baimei's XiuXiu, your fifth aunt's MianMian, your fourth aunt's SanYaTou XiangXiang, these girls are about the same age,"

“No matter if it's Mianmian, Xiuxi, or Xiangxiang, which one has a little belly?” Ping’er asked.

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