In the afternoon, Yang Ruqing was reading a letter from Luofeng Tang inside the house when Sun Shi suddenly arrived.

“Mother, how come you have time to visit? What’s the matter?” Yang Ruqing asked.

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Sun said, "It's nothing, just came over to take a look at you."

Sun shi asked again, her gaze falling on the envelope on the table, "Is this a letter from Tang Ya Zi?"

Yang Ruqing smiled, "Yeah, just received it."

"It's been quite a while since Tang Ya Zi wrote, hasn't it?" Mrs. Sun asked again.

What did Tang Aya say in the letter? Did she say when she's coming home for the New Year?

Yang Ruqing curled her lips, "She said she went to the capital a while ago, and should be on her way back now."

Tang Ya Zi had indeed been absent from writing back for quite a while, including the last time she wrote to tell him about Chen'er and Zhi participating in the provincial examination. He had remained silent, not even offering a word in response.

She guessed he didn't reply because he was busy and had something important to take care of.

As he wrote, during this period he had received a secret edict and made a trip north on a covert mission.

Now that his mission was complete, he went to the capital to report to Emperor Qixingyun. After finishing his business, he took a leave of absence and went home to celebrate the New Year.

"About what day will Tang YaZi be home?" Sun shi asked again.

Yang Ruoqing calculated and said, “It'll be almost the end of the month.”

Sun's eyes lit up, "That's soon, at most ten days."

Yang Ruqing sized up Mrs. Sun, "Mother, what's the matter? Don't hide it from me, your expressions don't fool me."

Sun smiled subtly: "This kind of talk, I can only whisper it to you. If you tell others, it wouldn't be good. What if they misunderstand and think something else?"

“Mom, what’s going on? Just tell me.” Yang Ruqing was also an impatient person.

Sun shi then told Yang Ruoqing about how she had given Yang Huazhong five hundred wen to make up for Li Xiu Xin's box of rouge.

"Your father and I haven't concealed anything from each other. When he was taking a nap earlier, undressed, he gave me his purse to keep safe and told me it was short five hundred wen." Mrs. Sun continued.

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"Qing'er, this 500 wen, should we ask Li Xiu Xin for it back? Your father thinks we should, but I don't know how to bring it up."

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Seeing Sun's embarrassed expression, Yang Ruoqing recalled past events.

Sun was a person who couldn't bring herself to ask for what she owed. If someone lent her money or things, she would never have the face to go back and ask for it. She could only hope that they would remember on their own.

But she borrowed things from others, she kept them in mind. Once she had the chance, she would immediately return them to people.

"Mother, five hundred wen isn't five or fifty wen," Yang Ruqing said.

"Pork in Wa city has gone up in price this year. Five flower pork is sixteen wen per jin, grass carp is five wen per jin. With five hundred wen you can buy nearly thirty-one jin of meat, or one hundred jin of fish."

"In our village, ordinary families can't afford to buy this much pork and fish for the New Year. It's a huge expense for a prosperous celebration! How could they not come back?" Yang Ruoqing said.

Sun sat there, twisting the corners of her clothes in her hands, “Five hundred wen could really buy a lot of things. When Xiu’er recovers from his illness and we return to the village, I'll find an opportunity to ask Li Xiuxin for it…”

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Yang Ruqing raised her hand and took Sun's hand: "Mother, you go to openly withdraw the foreign debt you have put out, this is justifiable! Why are you making it so difficult?"

“You need to know that when I lent her money, it was my father who did her a favor. Li Xiu Xin is a good person. I can guarantee she wouldn't bring up paying back the money on her own, so we have to go and ask her for it!”

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Before leaving, I couldn't help but ask again: "Qinger, what if Li Xiuxin says she has no money?"

Yang Ruqing twitched the corner of her mouth: "A woman from a farmer's family, who buys seven or eight hundred wen worth of rouge without paying it back? She'll definitely pay it back!"

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Mrs. Sun felt relieved and walked briskly away.

After seeing Mrs. Sun off, Yang Ruqing returned to her desk.

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As a rule, he never wastes a dish or a bowl of leftover rice. Yang Huazhong's drinking habit never exceeded twenty wen per altar of wine.

Even though their children are successful and well-off, this elderly couple still carefully saves every penny, always ready to help their children.

So five hundred wen was a huge sum of money for this couple. Not getting it back would surely leave them feeling uneasy and frustrated.

Yang Ruqing plans to train Sun first, letting her go and get back this debt herself.

Yang Yongxian, Liao Meiyin, and Li Xiuxin stayed at the clinic in town with Xiu'er for seven days while she was being treated.

Over the course of seven days, Yang Huazhong and Yang Huaming, along with Yang Yongzhi, took turns visiting twice and brought several sets of clean clothes.

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For seven days, Mu Zi川 went to and from school every day, fully assuming the role of a teacher.

Besides, Chen'er also went to the school to help Mu Zichuan. Luo Baobei, who had originally become lazy about going to school because of the cold weather, also had her laziness dispelled by the two of them and became very fond of going to the school.

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Seven days later, Yang Yongxin and they returned to the village.

Sun Shi and Wang Cuilian both went to the old house to visit, carrying eggs and red sugar, but Yang Ruoqing didn't go.

Why?

Because she had her period.

I don't know if it's because of the changing season and getting colder, or something else, but I feel really uncomfortable all over. My stomach hurts in waves.

His hands and feet grew cold, and he felt chilly.

As an adult, she was naturally embarrassed to tell her elders about this, so she could only take care of herself.

So she made up an excuse and didn't go to the old house, instead lying on the bed in her room.

She originally wanted a peaceful nap, but people kept coming to find her.

Here he comes, Yang Huamei swaggering.

"Qinger, I see everyone else has gone, only you haven't. I came over specifically to see why you didn't go." Yang Huamei said.

Yang Ruqing sat up from the bed and placed a pillow against her aching back.

“I don’t feel very well and I’m too lazy to move around, so I didn’t go.” she said, “But, I had my aunt bring all the necessary gifts. Since she went, my brother and sister-in-law will naturally understand.”

Yang Huamei said, "You all went to town a few days ago to see Xiuer. Yongxian and Meiyin know the score."

"Well, Qing'er, you're lying around in broad daylight. What's the matter? Is something bothering you? Could it be... are you pregnant?" Yang Huamei winked at Yang Ruqing a few times, teasingly.

Yang Ruqing glared at her: "Aunt, you're talking nonsense! Tang Ya has been away from home for half a year now. How could I have...?"

Yang Huamei covered her mouth and smiled, saying, "Oh, I was just kidding with you, don't get angry."

“Hey, I'm serious, I went to see Xiuer the other day,”

"Tsk tsk, that child is really thin and pitiful. I can't figure out how Li Xiu Xin managed to feed herself plump and round, yet she still has to breastfeed Xiu'er five or six times a day. Where did all that milk go? He's so skinny!"

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