"How am I being long-winded? I’m just concerned about you, sis!" protested Yu Qingge with dissatisfaction.
"I know, sis. Hurry up and get in the carriage. The food at home is ready. If we’re late, it’ll get cold." Fang Tianze coaxed his wife into the carriage.
Yang Ruxin smiled and shook her head, then turned to talk to Tian Ba.
"Don’t worry, leave the matter of the boat to me." Tian Ba promised with a pat on his chest, "I guarantee to get you the best."
"Then I’ll rely on you, Brother Tian." Yang Ruxin nodded.
Just as everyone got on the carriage and hadn’t set off yet, two more carriages came rushing over: "Sister Xin!" It was Hao Jian and Qin Shou.
"My dear sister, you’re finally back." Hao Jian jumped off the carriage from afar and ran over, "If you didn’t e back soon, I would’ve gone to Beijing to find you."
"Alright, I’m back now." Yang Ruxin stuck her head out from the carriage, "Let me have a rest for a couple of days first. We can talk about anything the day after tomorrow."
"But..."
Before Hao Jian could finish his "but," Yang Ruxin’s carriage sped away.
"You two better hurry home and eat." Fang Tianze waved at the two of them.
"Doesn’t Young Master Fang know how to invite us over for a meal too?" Qin Shou sighed, "After all, we’re friends now."
"You’re dreaming well." Hao Jian patted Qin Shou on the shoulder, then got on his carriage and left.
"Wait for me!" Qin Shou was stunned for a moment and hurriedly jumped on the carriage too. After all, they’ve waited for months, a couple more days wouldn’t hurt.
Yang Ruxin and the others went to the Fang Family for lunch first. After a lively gathering, they returned to the village.
It was already early February. In the modern Solar Calendar, it would be March, the season when grass grows and birds fly. The road was full of vibrant scenery.
The people in the Yang Family’s small building knew their masters were ing back, so they had thoroughly cleaned the rooms long ago, and the hot water, meals, and snacks were all well prepared.
But one person was standing at the door with a face full of resentment, watching the crowd enter.
Yang Ruxin touched her nose. It seems that these days, she had pletely forgotten about this boy.
"Do you all finally remember to e back?" Shu Luo gritted his teeth and shouted at everyone.
As a result, Hei Dou burst into tears, followed by Lun Dou and Huang Dou also crying.
"You little brat, misbehaving like this after three days without a beating." Shu Xing was the first to react, grabbing a broom placed by the door and started hitting Shu Luo, "You’re getting cocky, scream again if you dare..."
"Grandfather, Grandpa, I won’t dare anymore." Shu Luo was chased all around the courtyard, knowing that ever since the Sandou came along, he, once the most pampered little grandson, had bee the forgotten one.
Meanwhile, the three originally crying Dou-s were unknowingly giggling. Hei Dou was even waving his little hands as if trying to clap, but unfortunately, he was still too small to manage it.
Yang Ruxin could only shake her head; these three little things were really out to trick their uncle.
"Stop!" Suddenly, a bright voice came over, and a figure in red dashed forward, spreading her arms to shield Shu Luo, "Old man, you can’t hit my husband."
Shu Xing was startled, holding the broom, not knowing if he should bring it down, and the whole world suddenly went quiet.
"Cough, cough..." Yang Ruxin choked on her own saliva, and her coughing broke the silence.
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