"What's in this package..." Yang Ruqing asked.

　　Xiaohua: "These four kinds of fruits were bought from the best dessert shop in the county by Da'an gege. Da'an gege said that when Grandma was alive, he had never been able to buy anything to show her filial piety. Now that she is gone, this regret cannot be made up for. He can only buy a few things and burn them at her grave every few days."

Hearing this, both Yang Ruoqing and Sun's smiles vanished from their faces, replaced by reminiscence and wistfulness in their eyes.

If Grandma were still alive, that would be great!

"Dà'ān is thoughtful, and I believe Gāpo's spirit in heaven will feel your filial piety." Sūn said comfortingly.

Little Flower nodded her head.

Yang Ruqing said, "Alright, let's move the things down first."

A few people moved things home and settled them in. Meanwhile, Dayan was busy talking to Yang Huazhong about serious matters.

"Father, please tell the villagers that the disaster relief grain will arrive this afternoon. Each household will receive grain according to the number of people. Adults will get thirty jin per person, those aged ten to sixteen will get fifteen jin, and children under ten will get ten jin."

Duan said, taking out a piece of official paper and handing it to Yang Huazhong.

Yang Huazhong carefully finished reading, excitedly nodded and said: "I'll go gather everyone right away to talk about this."

This news is really good tidings, spreading throughout the entire village in just a midday meal's worth of time.

Everyone forgot to even eat lunch. Households lined up under the old maple tree by the village entrance, holding sacks and craning their necks to wait for Mukizukawa to bring relief grain into the village.

Sun Shi and Dayan were also waiting by the roadside, as was Zuo Junmo. This was because Zuo Junmo hadn't seen Mu Zichuan in a long time.

He had originally planned to resign today and return to Huaguang County.

Having heard that Mu Ziquan would be arriving at the village in the afternoon, Zuo Junmo decided to stay for another half day. He planned to meet with Mu Ziquan, have a meal together, and share a couple of drinks before leaving.

While Yang Ruqing was absent from the welcoming crowd.

Why?

It wasn't that she intentionally put on airs and didn't go to greet her godmother, Liu the Widow, who was also Zi Chuan's mother.

Just as she was taking off the apron that still smelled of smoke from the midday meal, a letter slipped out from under her clothes and fell to the floor.

Xiaoyu entrusted Changgen Shu with a letter, which she received yesterday. She's been busy ever since and hasn't had time to read it.

Since she was going to sit down and have a cup of tea anyway, Yang Ruohua took the opportunity to open the letter and read it.

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All those previous passages were about Xiaoyu's experiences after arriving in Xiushui Town. She talked about things happening in the town and Tianxiang Building in Licheng, followed by trivial matters like Li Da'er and Xiu Zhu's sister-in-law giving birth to three children.

These things are like keeping a running account, but what's valuable is their authenticity. Yang Ruqing smiled as she read, and she could almost imagine the Li family of five living a lively life in that house, her lips curling into a smile.

Then Xiaoyu mentioned a few things about her and Ning Su. Basically, Ning Su promised Xiaoyu that he wouldn't have anything to do with his cousin and there was no such thing as taking a concubine.

Seeing these things from her best friend, Yang Ruohua's heart also let go.

But the last few sentences made her put down the teacup in her hand, holding the letter with both hands, reading it word by word. Finally, her heart beat faster, her breathing became disordered, and she stood up suddenly, rushed to the door, then turned back, pacing in the room, trying to organize her chaotic mind quickly!

"Mother, are you in the house?"

Not until Luo Baobao's voice reached her ears did Yang Ruohua come to herself.

Only to see Luo Baobei skip into the house, followed closely by Dazhi.

“Baby, Mama has something to tell you.” Yang Ruohua rushed over and hugged Luo Baobei.

"What's up?" Luo Baobei blinked her big eyes and asked.

Yang Ruqing gently stroked Luo Baobei's hair: "Baby, mother will go out tomorrow. You have to listen to grandma, grandpa, and great-grandpa and great-grandma at home."

“Mother, where are you going? What are you doing?” Luo Baobei asked in surprise.

Yang Ruqing looked at Luo Bao lovingly. Although she was smiling, tears flickered in the corners of her eyes.

>It's as if, through this child, I see the shadow of another child.

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"Mother, are you crying or laughing? Where are you going? Are you leaving even though your uncle is getting married?" Luo Bao'bao continued to ask.

Yang Ruoqing took a deep breath and said, "Mother is going to find someone, someone very, very important."

Luo Baobao tilted her head: "More important than a baby?"

Yang Ruqing sized up Luo Babao: "In mother's heart, he is as important to you, the palm of her hand and the back of her hand, are all the meat in her heart!"

Chener, my Chener...

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Xiaoyu asked in the letter if she had gone to Xiaoyao Mountain Village near Baitadi Valley to confirm.

Because that day Xiaoyu was on the boat, she saw with her own eyes that among the bandits from Xiao Yao Mountain who arrived later on the shore, there was a boy.

The boy's eyebrows, eyes, and facial features were strikingly similar to Luo Fengtang.

The only thing that made Xiaoyu a little uncertain was the boy's height. Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!

He didn't look like a seven-year-old boy, more like a nine-year-old. His age was off, but Xiaoyu swore on her life that there wasn't another person in the world who looked as much like Luofeng Tang.

So, Xiaoyu immediately wrote to Yang Ruqing, asking her to go to Xiayao Mountain Village as soon as possible to confirm things in person. After all, her best friend understood how hard she had been searching for her child these past years!

Therefore, no clue was overlooked, but the homing pigeon disappeared midway, causing over a month to pass since Xiao Yu sent the letter. Otherwise, Yang Ruoheng would have arrived long ago.

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“Mother, since this person is so important, Bao Bao wants to go with Mother too!” Luo Bao Bao’s voice rang out again, pulling Yang Ruo Qing back to the present.

“The mountains are high and the roads are far, it’s inconvenient to bring you along. Wait until your mother finds him and brings him back to see you, okay?” Yang Ruqing coaxed.

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Luo Baobei, however, didn't look happy. He tightly hugged Yang Ruqing's neck and remained silent.

"What? You're going to Bai Di Valley in Jiujing County? It's so unstable there, what are you going there for?"

At night, Yang Huazhong's family made arrangements and invited Mu Zichuan and his wife over for dinner. The Luo family, the Sun family, and Zu Junmo were also there.

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At the dinner table, Yang Ruoheng told Yang Huazhong and the others about this decision.

Yang Huazhong exclaimed in surprise.

Yang Ruqing said, “Father, this trip I’m not only going to Bai Di Valley, but also to Xiao Yao Mountain Fort. My purpose is to go to Xiao Yao Mountain Fort!”

Hearing that her daughter was going to the bandit's den, Mrs. Sun was so startled that the spoon she was holding fell to the ground. The others at the table also turned pale with fright.

Da An said, "Sister, I understand you want to go to Xiaoyao Mountain Village to thank them for saving your life. However, I'm getting married in a few days and the Lunar New Year is coming soon. How about waiting until after the New Year? After the New Year, I'll accompany you there!"

"Yes, I'll go with you too!" Yang Huazhong also hurriedly said.

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Zuo Junmo and Mu Zichuan both put down their wine cups, their questioning gazes falling on Yang Ruqing.

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