Yang Huaming smiled ingratiatingly and said to Yang Huazhong and Yang Ruqing, "Well, I went to town today and bought some wine and dishes. Xia Juan and Sanya cooked the meal. We'd like to invite everyone over for lunch at my place, have a drink, eat some food, and thank you all for your hard work with He'er's matter."

So it's dinner? Looks like someone has some money in their pockets...

Yang Ruqing secretly thought to herself, with her grandfather and father present, she, as a junior, wouldn't rush to refuse. Because she knew that her father, Yang Huazhong, would definitely refuse.

Of course, Yang Huazhong refused without hesitation: "Tomorrow is New Year's Eve, and there are a lot of things to do at home. I won't go. You go tell them."

"But, Third Brother, if you don't go..."

“It’s nothing, your third sister-in-law isn't home this year, but someone has to do these things around the house. I'm really too busy, thank you for your kindness, you go back and get on with your own business.”

Yang Huazhong had directly issued an order to Yang Huaming to leave. Yang Huaming's face flushed red, and he turned his pleading gaze towards Yang Ruqing.

“Qinger, why don't you and Tang Ya Zi do us the honor of joining us for a meal with the children? I bought some large chicken breasts especially, and Xiao Juan will make chicken meatballs for the kids!” he said.

Hearing the words "chicken meatballs", Yang Ruqing's heart still moved a little.

The two little ones at home have recently become obsessed with chicken meatballs. Wang Cuilian almost makes soup for them with chicken every three or five days. Yang Huazhong, the grandfather, knows that his two grandchildren love this dish. Not only did he bring the chicks from the backyard to make them, but he also bought some from the villagers who raise chickens.

It is estimated that Si Shu heard these things, so this time he catered to them.

Facing Fourth Uncle's flattery, Yang Ruqing merely smiled faintly: "It's almost Chinese New Year. I've deliberately let the two children eat lightly these past few days to prevent them from getting upset stomachs after eating too much good food during the celebrations."

Both the father and daughter had rejected Yang Huaming. Yang Huaming then turned his questioning gaze to Lao Yangtou.

"That reminds me, Lao Si," Old Yang said, "your mother and I discussed it, this year was supposed to be spent with your fourth family for the New Year,"

"That's not right, your third sister-in-law and Da'an Xiaohua are in the capital city. Your third brother and Xiao'an are both eating big meals alone, it's too lonely. Your mother and I plan to move here to spend New Year's together with them."

"After the seventh day of the New Year, we'll move to House Number Five."

Hearing Lao Yangtou's decision, Yang Huaming panicked.

"Father, you can't do that! Last year you didn't celebrate the New Year with us either, and this year you won't be joining us again. Those in the know don't say anything, but those who are unaware will gossip behind my back, saying I'm unfilial!" he said.

Old Yang came up, his face grim, and said, “Whoever poked at your spine, I'll stand up for you and defend you. I'll clear your name..."

Yang Huaming was stunned for a moment and quickly explained, "Father, I didn't mean that. What I meant was that the son wants to spend New Year's Eve with you and Mother, have dinner together, and celebrate together..."

Old Yang said, "You four families are all busy with new additions now. It's quite a commotion. Your mother and I would rather stay in the Third House. We've already made up our minds, so don't say any more. Just hurry back and help plan for the New Year's celebration. Most of December is spent fussing over wedding arrangements. Tomorrow is New Year's Eve!"

When Yang Huaming saw that his persuasion was unsuccessful, he could only leave in embarrassment. However, he was called back by Yang Ruqing again.

"Uncle Four, you went to the town today to talk about settling things with the Hu family. How did it go?" she asked.

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"Have those three hundred taels of silver reached your hands?"

Yang Ruqing then asked, suddenly realizing that she had been ignoring this issue all along.

Upon hearing Yang Ruohua's question, Yang Huaming said: "Three hundred taels of silver were paid in advance with thirty taels of cash. The remaining two hundred and seventy taels of silver are to be converted into silver notes and will be delivered tomorrow."

"Once they bring me the silver notes, I'll go to the magistrate's office and plead for Master Hu. I'll say that our side doesn't intend to press charges and that it was all a misunderstanding..."

“Because the government offices won't start sitting until after the Lantern Festival, that Mr. Hu will have to stay in jail for a while longer, haha...”

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Yang Ruqing ignored Yang Huaming's 'haha'. Her attention was fixed on the silver note. Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!

"As your niece, I still want to give you one piece of friendly advice," she said.

“If you don't get the silver note, never let them lure you to the yamen. Even if you receive the silver note, carefully examine it for any signs of forgery. Don't end up being tricked and left with no recourse but to suffer in silence.” she said finally.

Yang Huaming nodded repeatedly, his face full of emotion.

Lao Yangtou also couldn't help but remind Yang Huaming: "And that thirty taels of silver, you'd better keep it yourself, don't give it all to Xiao Juan, Liu shi and He'er are also your wives and children, you'd better give half to them!"

Yang Huaming nodded again: "Of course, Father, rest assured, I will definitely do it without your orders!"

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Yang Huaming's acceptance of the private settlement from the Hu family quickly became known to everyone in the village. Almost everyone in the village had two main opinions on this matter.

One view supports Yang Huaming's actions, arguing that since the damage has already been done, the most sensible approach is to minimize the losses as much as possible.

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There's another way of thinking, like Lao Yangtou and Yang Huazhong. A person lives one breath; they shouldn't break their principles for a little money or possessions. To stand your ground against evil to the very end is what a true man should do.

Both sides held firmly to their own views, so for a long time, discussions about this matter filled every corner of the village. From the village entrance and exits to the pondsides by the old maple tree, from the street corners to even the dinner tables in villagers' homes, everyone was talking about it.

It even became the hottest topic in the whole village!

All the misfortunes and unpleasant things from the past year will come to a complete end on New Year's Eve.

In the midst of the deafening roar of firecrackers, everyone gathered together to bid farewell to the old year and welcome the new one. They stepped into a fresh start for the coming year.

In Yang Ruqing's courtyard, Luofengtang had specially bought back many wind lanterns and some colorful and bright decorations to adorn the courtyard, making it extremely festive and brilliant.

A sea of lanterns, with their colorful glow, illuminated the courtyard like daylight.

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Luo Bao and Da Zhi, wearing brand new clothes, were chasing each other and playing happily in the courtyard.

The two little guys were still carrying the small lanterns that Luofengtang had brought back from the county town. They were the kind of toys children play with. Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!

In Luo Bao Bao's silver bell-like laughter, Yang Ruo Qing gently nestled into Luo Feng Tang's arms, feeling the warmth of this New Year and the beauty of reunion.

Luofengtang tightened the cloak around his body, holding Yang Ruqing in his arms, then whispered close to her ear:

“Qing’er, we've grown another year together. Ten years, twenty years, thirty years, even more… I will always be with you, with the children!”

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