This is the county town, the night market is crowded, Xiaohua and Xiaoduo are only twelve or thirteen years old themselves, and with these younger ones, Caobaimei doesn't feel at ease.

“Okay, I’ll take these few back first. You be careful yourself and don’t get caught by Chen Jinhong.” She reminded Yang Ruohua.

Yang Ruqing nodded, seeing them off, then followed Chen Jinhong over there.

Chen Jinhong walked along, looking at everything. Whether it was a small stall on the roadside or a shop on the street, as long as there was an open doorway in the wall, she would squeeze in for a quick look around.

The two maidservants following her were also carrying more and more things in their hands.

Yang Ruqing followed all the way, originally thinking she would go to the alleyway where fireworks were sold, but unexpectedly, she didn't.

Walking and walking, I came to a crossroad at the street corner and stopped there waiting.

A carriage arrived very soon, and then the three of them, mistress and servants, got into it.

The night market was crowded, carriages couldn't drive too fast, Yang Ruqing's legs were strong enough to keep up.

Following the carriage all the way, we arrived at a wide street in the north of Wanghai County town. This place is the wealthy district of Wanghai County town.

A carriage was parked in front of a stately mansion.

Of course, the mansions on this street are all very impressive.

Chen Jinhong entered the courtyard. Yang Ruqing originally wanted to climb over the wall, but when she got to the top, she found that there were several large wolfhounds in the yard.

On a summer night, a few wolfhounds were panting with their tongues lolling out. A fat man, about as tall as Wudalang but as bulky as Zhuro, stood there, holding several iron chains and walking his dogs in the yard.

Seeing Chen Jinhong come in, the fat man turned around and glared at Chen Jinhong.

"Baby, you're back? Come here, let Grandpa hug you!"

This remark sent a shiver down Yang Ruqing's spine as she lay sprawled on the wall. It was so creepy, she almost tumbled off.

Especially that man, at first glance he looked to be over forty. He was short and fat, but what's worse, his face was covered in acne.

Yang Ruqing had never seen such an ugly man, she almost vomited from dinner.

But Chen Jinhong leaned against that ugly man's embrace with an air of enjoyment.

Chen Jinhong's height was towering among women, even taller than some men by a head. Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!

It's a moment of leaning down and cuddling the past, still being clingy, it's eye-watering...

Yang Ruqing lowered her head and rubbed her eyes a few times. When she looked up again, the couple had already embraced each other and walked into the house. The wolfdogs were free again, chasing and frolicking wildly in the courtyard with their chains dragging behind them.

Yang Ruqing thought that it was definitely not possible to jump into the courtyard at this time to investigate further, because those wolfdogs were difficult to deal with.

We'll be found soon. It will be a bit of a problem if we call out.

So, she quietly withdrew, noting the location of the house and its surroundings—the scenery and architectural features—intending to ask Xu Mang, Luo Fengtang's sworn brother, to investigate when she returned. Then, she went back to Tianxiang Building. Let me know if you'd like to translate anything else!

When Yang Yongjin heard this, his brow furrowed.

“Just from what you said, that man doesn't seem like a serious person.” he said.

Cao Baimei nodded in agreement, "So many wolf dogs, it's scary."

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Yang Yongjin said: “Don’t underestimate this county town. Though it’s small, it has everything a complete place should have. People from all walks of life can be found here.”

Cao Baimei said: "I really can't understand how she couldn't find an honest and reliable man to live a good life and raise children?"

"Would a man who keeps several wolfhounds and acts like a thug marry her?"

“That's definitely raising it there as a plaything, isn't it? When they get tired of playing with it, they just throw it away like old clothes!” she said.

Yang Ruqing said, "Everyone has their own aspirations. Perhaps she is skilled and able to secure a position as a concubine. If she gives birth to a son or daughter, she might even do quite well."

“But no matter how well or poorly she does, it has nothing to do with us. It's her own karma.” she said.

"It's no big deal, but I'm still a bit worried," Yang Yongjin said.

"Second brother, what are you worried about?" Yang Ruqing asked.

Yang Yongjin said: "I feel that Chen Jinhong is a petty woman and holds grudges."

“If she really hooks up with someone rich and powerful, who knows what she might do to your older brother in the future? She could seek revenge on him.” he said.

Yang Ruqing's smile vanished from her face, and her expression became more serious.

"It's possible," she said.

"However, thankfully, Third Brother isn't going out to do things now. He joined the medicinal herbs collecting team and does everything right at our doorstep."

"So even if Chen Jinhong wanted to get revenge, it would be very difficult to find an opportunity." She said.

“When I get back, I’ll tell my third brother and his wife to be more careful when they go to town or the county. There shouldn't be any problems. Even if that man who raises wolfdogs is a thug, we are not pushovers.”

She said finally.

Don't provoke trouble, but be fearless of it.

Let alone someone from a humble background, even the Jade Emperor himself wouldn't intimidate Yang Ruoqing.

"Alright, you guys should get some sleep. I'm going back to my room." Yang Ruoqing said.

After staying in the county town for another day, she estimated that the people from Yang's family in Yun City should have gone back. On the third day, Yang Ruqing brought her two children back to Changping Village.

“The day you left, the people of Yun City all went back.” Yang Huazhong said during dinner at his parents' house.

Yang Ruqing nodded.

Before she left for the county, she left behind a letter to withdraw her complaint. Old Master Yang took that letter to the county magistrate's office, but it only served to clear her name on this side.

But lawsuits over human life, those were not things she could worry about.

In the lunar month of June, the hottest time of the year arrives.

The rice in the fields has entered the final stage of maturity, and the cotton in the fields is also beginning to withstand drought.

Yang Huazhong gets up early every day and works hard in the fields with the hired workers brought from home.

They carried the long dragon-bone waterwheel to the fields and set it up beside a small pond. Then they channeled the accumulated water from the pond, drawing it continuously into the nearby fields.

Those ditches, like the meridians and blood vessels of the human body, slowly transport water, the source of life.

The withered crops, nourished by the water, grew vigorously.

The days of rice harvest are getting closer, and the fields are a sea of gold.

Yang Huazhong is also actively preparing the sickle and farm tools needed for threshing, coming in and out every day, bustling with activity.

“Father, it’s so hot today, I’m worried you’ll get heat stroke. The workers are struggling too.”

Yang Ruqing and Yang Huazhong, "I suggest that you go a little earlier in the morning, when the sun is about to set, and then do it for a while. Don't go out during the day."

They work outside during the day, and both she and her mother-in-law, Mrs. Sun, are worried at home.

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