Because of the increasingly deteriorating environment in modern society, toxic food produced by unscrupulous businesses, and the negative impacts brought about by all other technological advancements...

I didn't expect that even in this pure natural ancient society, there would be such a disease.

Grandmother-in-law, the old woman, died of esophageal cancer back then, and now, my stepmother's life is about to end because of breast cancer.

Yang Ruqing didn't know what to do or say. Even though Zi Chuan and Tang Yazi were in high positions, even though she had money that could last her several lifetimes, none of it mattered in the face of illness!

“The doctor wouldn't prescribe any medicine, just told me to stay by my mother’s side and make sure she eats plenty of nourishing food.”

Mu Zi Chuan's voice was low and mournful.

“I implore the doctor to at least prescribe some medicine. If you don’t, my mother will certainly notice something is amiss. I can’t bear for her to spend her last fleeting moments in fear and despair…”

At this point, Mu Zichuan turned his head sideways and looked up.

Yang Ruqing clearly saw the moisture in the corner of his eyes.

A man may weep, but he does not shed tears lightly. He only does so when his heart is truly broken.

"A kind mother-in-law is blessed by heaven, perhaps Heaven will send a miracle." she said.

Mù Zǐchuan smiled wryly.

If there truly is divine protection, then Heaven wouldn't inflict such pain and suffering upon her.

Although he didn't believe it in his heart, he still said to Yang Ruqing, "Then I'll borrow your good words, Qing'er. I'll go back first. Mother is alone at home, and I'm not at ease if I'm out for too long."

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Yang Ruoqing nodded repeatedly: "Okay, you'd better go back quickly. I'll visit your mother-in-law later."

Mu Zi Chuan gave her a deep look, “Qing’er, thank you.”

Yang Ruqing curled her lips: "No need to thank me. Even if other familiar aunts and sisters-in-law in the village encountered such a thing, I would visit them, let alone my stepmother."

"It's a pity, my medical skills are limited, I'm powerless, unable to help my godmother..."

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Yang Ruqing interrupted herself, raising her head and saying, “Forget it, let’s not talk about this. You should go back quickly and take good care of your stepmother.”

Looking at Mu Zichuan's gradually disappearing figure, Yang Ruqing could only sigh.

"Zichuān is truly a person with a difficult life path." Luófēng Táng arrived beside her at some point, accompanied her to watch Mù Zīchuān's receding figure and sighed softly.

Yang Ruqing frowned, "Well, that's exactly it. His father died when he was young, and his mother raised him single-handedly."

Their Lao Mu family was originally small, and his father didn't have many relatives who could help.

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“They are orphans and their mother is dead, it's really hard for them to live in the village, but although their stepmother is a woman of traditional society, she has goals and is strong.”

“Despite being forced to study, with his family selling their pots and pans to pay for his education, he managed to excel in his exams and even became a top scholar.”

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“It's only been a few years since we had those glorious days, and now my mother-in-law has fallen ill with a fatal disease. Oh, heavens! You are so cruel. You can't bear to see anything beautiful, must you personally destroy it?”

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Yang Ruqing murmured, her body leaning back, resting her head on Luofeng Tang's shoulder. She felt a strange sense of weakness and fatigue.

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In my previous life, when I was young and carefree, I always believed that my fate was in my own hands. I thought I controlled my destiny.

Since her soul transmigration, her entire worldview has been shaken.

Afterward, she went in search of the Mo Xie sword. Along the way, she encountered a series of bizarre and unusual events that once again changed her life's beliefs.

Originally, this world is not what we see with our eyes. There are many things you can't see that actually exist.

So, God exists, naturally?

He is like an unseen hand, controlling a chessboard. Each of us, no matter how humble or arrogant we are in reality, are ultimately just a piece on this board.

As long as they remain on this chessboard, the fate of the pieces is not in their own hands. It's like Sun Wukong falling into the palm of the Buddha, no matter how he flits about with his proud Cloud of Somersaults, he cannot escape the Buddha's grasp.

Because the moment he fell into Ru Lai's palm, he was destined to lose.

"Heaven is the cleaver, all things are fish. Just thinking that my stepmother might not live past three months, and she might not even be able to eat the reunion dinner this year, makes me feel very uncomfortable." Yang Ruqing continued, raising her hand to touch her chest, feeling heavy, like there was a stone pressing down on it.

Her godmother's experience brought back memories of Ga Po...

Noting her low spirits, Luofengtang gently held her hand.

“Qinger, there’s nothing perfect in this world. Otherwise, why would people say life comes with seven hardships?” Luofeng Tang comforted her.

"As human beings, we walk this earth for just a short while, perhaps only a few decades. It feels too short, doesn't it?"

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But in the eyes of those flowers, birds, insects and fish, we are favored by heaven. To live so long is a blessing indeed. Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!

"Let's not talk about faraway things, just say that when I was a child, my uncle raised a yellow earth dog named Dahuang."

That dog lived for a full eleven years. From the playful and mischievous little puppy who loved to bite everything, it became an old, yellow dog who was too lazy to even get up and had lost all its teeth. Eleven years may not be much for us humans, but for a dog, this old yellow dog is considered long-lived.

"So, you see, when we humans live our lives, we shouldn't compare ourselves to gods. We should be like those flowers, birds, insects, and fish. If we live for decades, enjoying life to the fullest and living up to nature's expectations, that's enough, wouldn't you say?" he asked.

Yang Ruoqing's eyes flickered, and she said, "Although this explanation seems a bit far-fetched to me, your painstaking effort in explaining it has eased my heart somewhat."

Luo Fengtang grinned, it was his responsibility to make his wife happy instead of sad.

He supported her shoulders, turning her around to face him.

“Instead of standing here sighing and lamenting for my godmother, it’s better to do something practical for her.” He continued.

"With that bitter face you're pulling, going back to your mother-in-law will only make her even more sad."

"She was already ill, feeling uncomfortable all over. Now her heart is also filled with agony, it's truly terrible. Wouldn't you say that this is reasonable?" he asked again.

This time, these few sentences really touched Yang Ruqing.

Her eyes lit up, as if a sudden realization had dawned on her.

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"Well, that makes sense, I'll get right on it!" she said.

After a moment of thought, she had an idea.

"My mother-in-law and Zi Chuan just got back, the room smells musty all over, it's not good for your health."

“Their bedding on the bed is probably damp. I’ll just go find two dry cotton quilts and put on clean sheets to send them over! Let them sleep comfortably at night too, what do you think of this idea?” she asked.

Of course, Luo Fengtang smiled and nodded.

Seeing Yang Ruqing fully recovered again, and still planning what to do next, Luofengtang secretly let out a sigh of relief.

Girl, no matter what time it is, or whatever happens in the future, even if one day I die on the battlefield and never return, you must remember what I told you today.

Be brave, optimistic and keep moving forward. Let's complete this journey of life!

A genius one second: m.

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