No matter how reluctant you are, you have to make up your mind to give up.

Today's separation is for a better reunion in the future.

On the side of the road, Luo Fengtang stood in the cold wind, watching Yang Ruoqing and his team's carriage drive towards the south of Wanghai County.

His hands, which were behind him, clenched into fists, with clear joints.

Until the carriage disappeared completely, he turned back to his carriage and said, "Go to the south!"

...

Yang Ruoqing and her party returned to Changping Village. It was already the sixteenth lunar month.

On the way back to the village, Yang Ruoqing met several villagers who came to the town to purchase New Year's goods.

Among them is Mu Zichuan's mother.

Yang Ruoqing and her party had two carriages, so they brought these aunts and aunts with them together.

The children were so happy. It was probably the first time they were riding in a carriage, and they were all very excited.

In Yang Ruoqing's carriage in front, she sat with Mu Zichuan's mother, Widow Liu.

Widow Liu looked at Yang Ruoqing's belly and said, "This belly is all the best.

It's falling down, I'm afraid I'm about to give birth?"

Yang Ruoqing smiled and said, "It's more than a month left!"

Widow Liu said, "That's coming soon, you have to pay more attention and be careful when going in and out."

"Maybe it's okay to just bend it a little bit, and the child will come out. When I was in Huai Zichuan, I was born before my term. It was because I went to the woodshed to pull the firewood and touched it hard." Widow Liu said.

Yang Ruoqing is now very concerned about giving birth.

When an experienced woman told her this, she would raise her ears and listen with relish.

"No wonder Zichuan is a little thin and pale in his skin. It turns out that he is a premature baby!"

Yang Ruoqing said in surprise.

Widow Liu nodded: "Yes, he was a little weak when he was young. Sixth, the illness he got sick every few days was really heartbreaking."

"Fortunately, when he grew up, his body became much stronger. For a while, he practiced using buckets to carry water at home every day."

"He filled the water tank with water. When it was done, I raised the stones in the yard to practice."

"Haha, I asked him why he wanted to practice those things. He said that some people called him useless as a scholar, and he had to practice his strength..."

Widow Liu's face was full of pride when she talked about Mu Zichuan.

At first, Yang Ruoqing was also focused on her ears, but when she heard the last sentence "Nothing is a scholar", she couldn't laugh.

Even a little embarrassed.

If I remember correctly, that sentence was given to him by her.

The reason was that he went to the pond to pick up water and fell into the water. She picked him up.

She had joked about him and left no room for mockery.

Now I realize that my words at the time had caused such a heavy burden on him.

However, if you think about it from another perspective, it is not bad.

At least it stimulated him and made him realize that he was going to become stronger, so his body had significantly improved through the exercise period.

"By the way, Qing'er, have you seen my Zichuan when you go to the capital?" asked Widow Liu.

Yang Ruoqing curled her lips and said, "It's not just that we saw that we had dinner together, but he also invited my father and uncle to go out to play."

Widow Liu smiled and nodded: "This is what it should be."

"Why, my Zichuan has gained weight or lost weight?" she asked again.

Yang Ruoqing thought about it and had never seen Mu Zichuan fat since she met him.

He has always been thin, gentle and literary. He is full of books.

Seeing Widow Liu's expectant look in front of her, Yang Ruoqing was embarrassed to say something against her will.

"He is still the same, not fat, but I see him having to add another and a half bowl after a meal."

"I look good and have good spirits," she said.

Widow Liu was very happy to hear these words.

"Then he has a little bit of appetite. He can eat it, and he will not get sick if he can eat it." Widow Liu said.

"Why, Qing'er, did he say when will he come to celebrate the New Year at home? This is the 16th day of the twelfth lunar month!" Widow Liu asked again.

When asked about this, Yang Ruoqing hurriedly said, "He asked me to send you a message to you, my aunt. He probably won't be able to get home after the 20th day of the twelfth lunar month this year."

"At that time, there will be someone in the yamen of Qing'an County and Wanghai County, escorting him back to the village."

Yang Ruoqing said.

Mu Zichuan passed the Jinshi and was the emperor's Tanhualang.

He is the first Tanhualang to be released in Changping Village, Qingshui Town, Wanghai County, and even Qing'an County in the past few decades.

So, this year he will return home in glory.

After hearing what Yang Ruoqing conveyed, Widow Liu also understood what was going on.

The woman was so happy that she couldn't stop her from getting to know her, and then her eyes were a little red again.

"That's great, so good. My Zichuan finally got it done." Widow Liu said while wiping her tears.

"This child has been studying hard. Over the years, I have seen it in my eyes and hurt in my heart."

"I don't allow other people's children to go out and ask them to study."

"I know he is envious, but I can't let him go out for fun, because he has to study."

"He is not good at being young, he is thinner than children of the same age. His father went there earlier, so he was destined not to have brothers and sisters to help him."

"He will definitely not be able to grow crops at home."

"Go to do some small business, our family doesn't have that capital."

"The only way out is to study."

"It's so good. My son finally got it done and he's been through his whole life..."

Widow Liu was unable to curb her emotions. She cried and laughed, and told Yang Ruoqing about the little things that Mu Zichuan had when she was a child.

Yang Ruoqing handed the veil to wipe her tears for Widow Liu, smiling and listening patiently.

It seems like I have experienced Mu Zichuan's growth process again.

His sick childhood, boring teenager, and depressed and tired young man...

Why!

She sighed in her heart.

He gave all the best years in his life to books.

Fortunately, no one has ever asked about it for ten years and became famous all over the world.

He is the darling, and he has survived it, but among the countless students who are disappointed, how many are still struggling? Fighting?

Not to mention the distance, my younger brother Da'an is one of them.

As for the dead uncle and the cousin who became a teacher, they were all defeated.

Why!

It's difficult!

"Qing'er, I'm crying and laughing..."

Widow Liu's words were finally hollowed out, and after she vomited, she felt surprisingly relaxed.

For more than ten years, even if I were with my mother's family, the woman had never spoken as happily as she was today.

Yang Ruoqing understood Widow Liu's mood.

She smiled and said, "Aunt, don't say such things. Everyone in the world wants their son to become a dragon and a girl to become a phoenix!"

"In the past, I might not be able to understand your mood, but now, I am almost a mother, I can understand it."

"It's not easy for you and Zichuan to have today!" Yang Ruoqing said sincerely.
Chapter completed!