After settling Little An, Yang Ruqing returned to her own courtyard next door and eagerly began reading the letter.

The content of the letter wasn't much. It was likely about something related to Tianhai County, so Tang YaZi only mentioned sending someone off in the letter.

In essence, it's about explaining his whereabouts and itinerary to his wife here.

The situation is pretty much the same as he told her when he was at home earlier. The procession for the wedding left Beijing on the 6th day of the fifth lunar month.

Along the way, traveling through counties and states, if we follow the original plan, it will take more than a month, until around mid-June, to reach Tianhai County.

But this Ninth Princess was a precious jewel, raised in the palace and never leaving its walls. The furthest place she had ever been was the western mountains for a hunt.

This trip to marry into the Tianhai County wasn't anything special for Luo Fengtang and his companions, who were used to traveling on campaigns.

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But for the Ninth Princess, this meant crossing thousands of mountains and rivers. She had traveled by land the whole way, and she was car sick.

While changing the water routes, she got seasick and vomited to the point of dehydration. She almost lost her life.

The entire procession was delayed because of this pampered Ninth Princess. They would stop and start, making a journey that should have taken just over a month stretch into two months.

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I left Beijing on the sixth day of the fifth month and didn't arrive until the eighth day of the seventh month.

"Today is the twelfth of July, and the bridal procession for the princess has already settled down at the post house in Tianhai County," Yang Ruqing silently pondered in her heart.

The wedding date is set for the fifteenth day of the eighth lunar month, which is also the Dragon Boat Festival. That means there's still a whole month to go.

"It's been almost four months since the Tianhai County in Datian District, and I still don't know how the investigation into the whereabouts of the embezzled silver by the corrupt county magistrate is going?"

Xiao An happened to arrive back in the village for the Ghost Festival on the fourteenth day of July.

The Ghost Festival is a time to pay respects to ancestors. Last year, before the Ghost Festival, Sun and her group had already left Changping Village under Yang Ruoheng's escort and gone to the capital city.

Yang Huazhong was left alone at home to handle everything, the place was cold and deserted.

But this year is different.

Although Dayan is not home, Xiaon happened to be back and could help Yang Huazhong with these things.

Besides, the eldest grandson Feng'er is also at home. The Yang Huazhong family is lively.

On the Ghost Festival, the three households followed Old Yang's head and went to the back of the village to worship their ancestors on Mianniu Mountain.

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The day after the ancestor worship was completed, Xiao An set off to return to Qing'an County.

Before leaving, Mrs. Sun stuffed autumn clothes and Little An's favorite snacks into her bag.

After seeing Xiao An off, Sun Shi looked in the direction of the end of the road, still feeling a little reluctant.

Yang Ruqing hugged Mrs. Sun's shoulder and comforted her, "Mother, people's desires are insatiable like a snake swallowing an elephant. Back when your younger son followed Tang YaZi to the battlefield, you were so worried that you couldn't sleep well at home."

“Now your younger brother has found a good job in the nearby county of Qianyuan, and yet you're here whining about how far away from home it is.”

"If you're going to do that, then I'll go and bring my younger brother back. I'll keep him here at home with our father, working the fields together."

Sun quickly shook her head: "No, no, no, please don't. I was just casually talking to myself, it's just a habit..."

Yang Ruoqing smiled but said nothing.

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Then Mrs. Sun continued, "This is the best it could be right now. Being able to come back every quarter makes me very satisfied and relieved."

“That’s right then, let’s go back home. Your eldest grandson will be awake soon, and this afternoon you'll have to take him to the village, won’t you?”

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Under the old maple tree at the village entrance, every morning before sunrise and every evening after sunset,

Under the old maple tree, a group of elderly women with children gathered.

The daughters-in-law have to go out to work and have no time to stay home to take care of the children. Basically, the grandparents are responsible for taking care of the children.

So, under the old maple tree became their paradise. Mrs. Sun also joined them, pushing Yang Huazhong's small cart woven from bamboo to take Feng'er under the old maple tree to cool off, play and listen to gossip.

“Qing'er, you're still eating watermelon here? You still have the mood to eat watermelon? Something happened at the old house!”

Yang Huamei ran breathlessly to find Yang Ruqing and happened to catch her eating watermelon.

She eats watermelon by cutting it in half and scooping it up with a spoon held in her arms.

Upon seeing Yang Huamei enter, Yang Ruoqing immediately pushed the other half of the watermelon next to her over.

"Auntie, have some watermelon," she said.

Yang Huamei said, "I'm not eating, I'm not in the mood. There's trouble at the old house again, people from the Hu family came!"

"Hu's family?" Yang Ruqing spat out the watermelon seeds in her mouth, "Which Hu's family?"

"Could there be any other Hu family? Of course, it's the Hu family in Jishui Town, the one He'er mentioned last time!" Yang Huamei said.

Yang Ruqing suddenly understood and put down her spoon: "What? Is someone from the Hu family here again? Wasn't that Hu Yuanwai hacked to death at the Washikou in spring?"

"Mrs. Hu has also passed away, and the daughter-in-law ran off with the steward's son, taking money with her. There's no one left in the Hu family. Why are you still here? Visiting relatives?"

"That was actually a pretty accurate guess! She really did come to visit relatives. You see, she's the deceased Hu Weiyuan’s nephew who came looking for your fourth uncle. And he even brought his child along."

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"Child?" Yang Ruqing's eyes widened. "Could it be... He'er's son?"

When Yang Ruqing was dragged over by Yang Huamei, the front and back yards of the old Yang family's house were crowded with villagers who had come to watch the commotion.

Even those women whose territories were originally under the old maple tree, with their children in tow, had moved over here to join the festivities.

In the backyard of Old Yang's house, many benches were set up. Old Yang, Tan shi, Liu shi, and Yang Ruohua were all there.

Xia Juan also held Dog Egg and stood far away, holding her ears to listen.

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In the middle of the yard, on a long bench, sat another middle-aged couple. Judging by their clothes, they weren't from wealthy families.

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The man's elbow still had a patch on it, and the woman's hair was fastened with a bamboo hairpin.

The woman held a child in her arms. The child looked to be about ten months old. Held in the woman's arms, the child didn't cry or make a sound. It had its eyes open and gazed up at the sky, as if these unfamiliar adults around him had nothing to do with him.

“Look at that child, they really resemble Holer!”

Yang Huamei subtly bumped Yang Ruoheng's elbow and whispered.

Yang Ruqing said, "This child is very brave. If it were any other child, they would have cried seeing this."

Yang Huamei said: "Children without parents are mostly like this, right? My Dabai and Xiaohui, the whole family dotes on them, but they're still so timid."

Yang Ruqing said: "I think Bai and Hei are pretty good. It's Auntie, you have too high expectations for them."

However, Yang Ruoqing felt that her aunt's words seemed to have a hint of truth.

Chen'er did not grow up with her parents, but if you look at the entire Qi kingdom, how many children of the same age can compare to Chen'er's achievements?

A genius one second: m.

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