At the beginning of July, Yang Ruqing was helping her grandmother, Sun Shi, pick cotton in the field one day. Xiao Duo was also there. The three of them kept picking and picking cotton until they couldn't stop seeing the white cotton.

They finally climbed onto the ridge and started to gather up their things as the sun was setting and dusk was approaching. It was really time to go home.

So-called tidying up, in reality, is just putting the cotton they picked this afternoon into a hemp sack from their cotton pouches. Then, tie the sack mouth with a rope and carry it on your shoulders using a pole through the rope loop.

"Mother, let me choose!" said Xiaoduo.

Mrs. Sun said: "You're still a unmarried girl, you can't wear calluses on your shoulders."

Little Duo said, “I’m strong, it’s nothing.”

Yang Ruqing came over from that side and shouted, "You two old and young geezers, all get out of the way! I, a person of just the right age, am the most suitable one to choose. Don't even try to fight me for it!"

Mrs. Sun and Xiao Duo naturally refused, but how could the two of them possibly be Yang Ruoqing's opponents?

"Ailing, you're really carrying heavy things. The three of us have picked so much cotton. If it's too much, should I ask your father to come and help?" Sun Shi helped her with the shoulder pole and suggested.

Yang Ruqing smiled and said, “Mother, rest assured. I can run with a horse on my shoulders and stand a person on my fists. A mere load of cotton is nothing!”

As soon as she finished speaking, she bent down, placed the yoke on her shoulders and set off.

It's quite heavy, actually. I still have a load of cotton that hasn't been dried yet, and it really feels like it's weighing me down. Especially walking on this bumpy dirt road, it's wobbly and hard to get around.

If you don't quite keep your balance, you could easily fall flat on your back.

The field ridge was narrow, Sun and Xiaoduo couldn't possibly lean on it for support, what with all the other baskets and whatnot they had to carry. So they could only rely on Yang Ruqing.

Taking slow, measured steps, Yang Ruqing suddenly recalled a scene from over a decade ago when she and Tang YaZi had gone to town to sell tofu.

Back then, we couldn't afford a carriage. The dirt road was muddy and treacherous after the rain; every step felt like sliding.

Back then, he chose a load of water tofu. The tofu was packed in a wooden bucket, and to keep it fresh, it was soaked in well water with salt added before being carried to the town's tile market for sale, and delivered to the local restaurants. It was such a tiring journey back and forth, his shoulders were rubbed raw and bleeding, only to earn a few dozen copper coins...

A wave of heartache washed over me, this longing, suddenly surging like a tide...

"Qing'er!"

Suddenly, a familiar voice echoed through the fields bathed in twilight.

"Sister, it's your brother-in-law!" Xiaoduo exclaimed in surprise.

Sun also saw, "It really is Tang's child!"

At this time, Yang Ruqing also saw Luofeng Tang striding over.

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The pole slipped from her shoulders, nearly sending her tumbling into the cotton field beside them. A pair of strong hands grasped her waist and steadied her.

"Qing'er, let me greet your mother-in-law first, and then I'll talk to you."

Luo Fengtang said, turned around and came to Mrs. Sun's side, brushed the robe on his body, knelt down on one knee and kowtowed to Mrs. Sun.

"My son-in-law sends his regards to his mother-in-law. Due to military duties, he is unable to be by his father-in-law and mother-in-law's side constantly to show filial piety. He hopes his mother-in-law will understand." He said.

Mrs. Sun smiled and said, "Good son-in-law, you're doing great things, both your father-in-law and I understand that. The levee is dirty, hurry up and get up!"

Sun hurriedly bent down and helped Luo Fengtang up.

Sun Shi still wanted to say a few more words to Luo Fengtang, but she was gently pulled on her sleeve by Xiao Duo.

"Mother, let's go back first and cook dinner. We should give my brother-in-law a welcome feast." Xiaoduo said.

Sun shi understood and quickly replied, "Qinger, then you walk slowly with Tang Ya Zi, no rush. I and Xiao Duo will go back to cook dinner first. Come over for dinner at night!"

Sun and Xiaoduo quickly slipped away, intentionally leaving the two alone.

Yang Ruqing watched her mother and younger sister disappear into the twilight, sighing at how fast those two were walking today. At that moment, Luo Fengtang stretched out his arms and eagerly pulled her into his embrace.

"Oh dear, we're out here in the fields. The villagers would laugh at us if they saw us."

Yang Ruqing said, reaching out and gently pressing against his chest, trying to break free.

His chest was like a copper wall, and his arms held her tight so she couldn't resist.

“Qing’er, just rest assured. When I first arrived, I took a look and there was no one in the fields nearby. Everyone had already gone home to finish their work.”

He said, unable to help himself, he pulled her into his arms again, pressing their bodies together tightly, feeling the warmth of each other.

Only then is it real and grounded.

Yang Ruqing lay in his arms, the scent of his familiar masculinity filling her nostrils. Of course, it was also mingled with the smell of sweat.

“By the way, why are you back? You didn't give me any word before. Did something happen that made you come back suddenly?” she raised her head and asked hurriedly.

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Luofeng Tang said, "I am here to handle some business for the Ministry of War in Qing'an County and took the opportunity to come back home."

These military affairs, in fact, there are dedicated errand runners among the soldiers in the camp, but Luofeng Tang wanted to come back in person.

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As for the reason, he didn't say, and Yang Ruohua also understood.

He wants to give her a surprise.

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“Then you can probably rest at home for a few days?” Yang Ruqing asked again.

Luo Fengtang thought for a moment and said, "Today is the fifth day of the lunar new year, so it'll probably be about ten days!"

Yang Ruqing calculated and said, "In about ten days it will be the Mid-Autumn Festival on July 15th. I'll just go back to the military camp after burning incense for my ancestors at home."

Luò Fēng Táng nodded, "Well, that's what I had in mind originally."

Yang Ruqing smiled, "Then General Luó, can you please let go of me first? Let's go home?"

Luo Fengtang lowered his head and looked at the hand he had circled around Yang Ruoqing's waist, a low chuckle escaping his lips. "Alright, then let's go home and hug."

He bent down and picked up the pole from the ground, rethreaded the rope through it, and effortlessly hoisted the cotton onto his shoulders. Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!

He was still able to reach out with one hand and take Yang Ruqing's hand: "Come on, let's go home!" The next day, after breakfast, Yang Ruqing and Luofengtang, along with their baby Luo Baobei, went to visit Zichuan's mother at Lao Mu's house carrying gifts.

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After a brief exchange of pleasantries with his mother, Mu Zichuan invited Luo Fengtang to the main hall for tea and conversation.

While Yang Ruqing was talking with Zi Chuan's mother in the room, Luo Bao played by himself.

Zichuan's mother instructed Liu Doukou, who was bringing tea in: "Doukou, quickly bring out the snacks that Zichuan bought from the county town a few days ago for the baby to eat."

Liu Doukou smiled happily and quickly took some snacks over to put on the table.

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“Baby, this snack is so delicious. I bought it in the county town. The kids in the village can't even get their hands on it. Try some.”

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Liu Doukou, with her pink-painted fingernails, gently pushed a piece of confectionery towards Luo Baobei.

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Luo Bao's wide, clear eyes met Liu Doukou's. "Last time I was disobedient and ate a few pastries that my uncle brought back from the capital. My teeth hurt, and my mother doesn't let me eat too much sweet stuff."

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