"Silly girl," said Granny Sun with a loving smile, "when you marry Tang, you'll be part of the Lao Luo family! How can you serve us then? People would talk!"

Yang Ruoqing widened her eyes: "Mother, you're wrong! Daughters are also your children!"

"It's natural to serve one's parents. My brother and I are happy to do so, and others have no right to interfere!"

Sun went to the next room to talk to Yang Huazhou.

Here, in the room, Yang Ruqing saw that Dayan hadn't fallen asleep yet.

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“Grandma and grandpa will be living with us in three months. What are your thoughts on that?”

She asked Da'an.

This younger brother has always been deep and insightful, with mature perspectives on many things.

This time, Yang Huazhong proposed taking care of Old Yang and his wife. Daan didn't offer any dissenting opinions at all.

Yang Ruqing was a little curious.

Upon hearing Yang Ruqing's question, Dayan smiled faintly.

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“For other matters, I might object, but when it comes to my father taking care of grandmother, I wouldn't say a word against it,” Da’an said.

"Hey, what's up?" she asked.

"First of all, my parents are kind and honest people. They do things according to their own conscience."

"Second, my mother is blind and cannot take care of herself in daily life. This is a fact."

"Last, and most importantly, if I stop my parents, it would hurt their feelings. I wouldn't want them to worry about their own future."

“No matter which way we look at it, we cannot stop it, and we must also agree with it.”

Looking at Da An nodding and shaking his head as he spoke, Yang Ruqing found it very amusing.

But upon further thought, I found it to be quite reasonable.

A crooked beam cannot be supported by straight beams.

Yang Huazhong and his wife, Sun Shi, are undoubtedly a good example for Xiao Da An.

But Uncle Two and Uncle Four, at this moment, they are like that towards Grandma and Grandpa.

Parents are the best teachers for their children. In a subtle and imperceptible way, they influence their own children, who are also shaped by them.

In the future, their own old age will probably be worse than that of Old Yang and Mrs. Tan!

"Well, my big brother Da'an is really sensible." Yang Ruqing praised Da'an.

“As the three of us siblings grow up, we must always treat our parents well!” she said.

"If you let your wife walk all over you, I won't go easy on you!"

Da An had a black line on his forehead.

That's the end of Lao Yang's story.

The next morning, Jin began sending breakfast to the elderly couple.

Then she took the elderly couple's clothes to be washed, and life entered a new phase.

Yang Ruoqing accompanied Sun Shi in the vegetable garden, tending to the vegetables. The pea blossoms opened and closed, producing pods of peas.

In about three to five days, we'll be able to eat the first batch of broad beans.

The vegetables and fruits grown in your own home are pure and natural, free from any harmful substances.

Yang Ruqing is very much looking forward to this.

Mrs. Sun was watering seedlings of chili peppers, eggplants, and other vegetables.

Yang Ruqing crouched aside pulling weeds.

The mother and daughter were both very busy.

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Watching her mother's busy figure under the sunshine, she bent over and crouched down, carefully tending to every vegetable.

Every vegetable is a small hope.

This season, the family's staple dishes all rely on them.

Mrs. Sun did a very good job.

Warm sunlight shone down from above, illuminating the woman's body.

A smile was on her face, and the back of her shirt was damp with sweat.

Yang Ruqing unscrewed the bamboo tube she had brought, and inside was warm tea.

"Mother, have some tea and rest for a bit!"

She got up and came to Sun's side, handing her the bamboo tube.

Mrs. Sun smiled and shook her head, "Mother isn't thirsty, you drink it."

"Mom, you've sweated a lot. Let's replenish some fluids!"

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Yang Ruqing acted cute, and Mrs. Sun couldn't resist, smiling as she took it and sipped two mouthfuls.

Mrs. Sun wore a satisfied and happy smile.

She said to Yang Ruqing, "There's a patch of herbs growing over there. Ruqing, if you like, you can pick some to bring back and put in the house. It would smell so good."

Yang Ruqing's eyes lit up, and she turned to go there.

In her past life's memories, the vegetable garden in spring.

In the lush grassland, there grows a kind of plant that resembles water spinach, with wide, bright green leaves.

Everyone calls it vanilla. Grab a handful, and there's a rich, strong aroma.

She quickly picked a large handful, then casually cut some tender greens and pig fodder.

I put the
feed in a basket, planning to take it home to feed the pigs and chickens.

Over there, Mrs. Sun's business was also coming to an end.

The mother and daughter are planning to go back to the village to cook lunch.

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There are still workers eating lunch at home, every meal has to have six or seven dishes, a mix of meat and vegetables.

As the mother and daughter walked past the construction site, they greeted Yang Huazhong and Chang Geng.

At that moment, I happened to see a figure rushing out of the village entrance and heading towards this construction site.

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Xiaoyu is a little rain.

"What's wrong with Xiaoyu?" Mrs. Sun was a little surprised.

At that stunned moment, Xiaoyu had already run to the construction site.

He also saw Mrs. Sun and Yang Ruohua.

"Auntie Three, Qing'er, is my father here?" Xiaoyu asked urgently.

"Oh, hey there. What's up?" Yang Ruqing asked.

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Little Rain shook her head, her face full of panic: "Something happened to my pig!"

“Ah?”

Yang Ruqing was surprised.

Little Yu shouted toward the construction site, "Father, Father, come home quickly! The little boar you castrated yesterday isn't doing well!"

Chang Geng heard the sound and hurried over.

"What's the matter, girl?" Chang-Geng asked.

Little Yu panted and said, "That little pig won't eat, its wound is festering, and it's bleeding a lot. I'm afraid it won't make it. Mom, let me call you back to take a look..."

"What?"

Chang Geng dropped the tools in his hands and ran home.

Sun also followed after.

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Here, Yang Ruqing grabbed Xiaoyu: "What's going on? When was your pig castrated?"

If my memory serves me right, the two of them were doing needlework together yesterday.

She also told Xiaoyu that when she got back, she would come and have it done together.

Little Yu wiped her tears and said, "Yesterday when I went home, before I could tell my parents, Butcher Chen came over and castrated our little pig!"

Yang Ruqing was even more surprised.

"Didn't Chen the butcher say he wouldn't castrate piglets for your family?" she asked.

Xiaoyu said, "I don't understand what happened either. Yesterday at noon when I went back home, I saw Chen the butcher castrating the piglets in my pen."

"Later I asked my mother, and she said that the family next door wanted to castrate a piglet, so they had invited Butcher Chen over."

"My mother was watching too, and a neighbor casually said to Butcher Chen, 'Why don't you help my family castrate one as well?'"

"Before my mother could even speak, Mr. Chen the butcher had already agreed."

"My mother was embarrassed to refuse, and seeing that the only one in the surrounding villages who could castrate pigs was butcher Chen, she took him to the backyard pigpen." Xiaoyu said.

"What next?" Yang Ruqing pressed. Let me know if you have other text you'd like me to translate! ?

Xiaoyu said, “The two little male pigs brought home have been castrated.”

“After being castrated, the two young pigs didn't seem to have any problems. But they refused to eat at night.”

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“This morning, I felt really tired and down. Just a while ago, I had some blood. When I left the house, one was already dead, and another looked like it wouldn't last much longer.”

“Woooooo...”

Xiao Yu cried sadly.

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(Editor in charge：precious based on the novel)