"Those two, huh? What else can they do? They fight or quarrel every single day." Aunt Xinghua shook her head. "I saw that kid a few days ago. Itâs already close to four months, but every day all the kid does is lie there. Hungry or wet, not even a whimper..." She sighed and pointed at her head. "Afraid theyâll end up being a fool in the future."
Everyone couldnât help but show a hint of sorrow.
But the sympathy faded quickly. Itâs all their own doing, no one else to blame.
They continued discussing other things that had happened in the village lately, and before long, it was getting late.
Yang Ruxin walked out of Aunt Hehuaâs house, glanced at the old Yang Family residence in the distance, then turned around and headed away.
"Xinxin." Just as she got to the storage shed, she saw Zhao Xinghua chasing toward her.
"Aunt Xinghua, whatâs up?" Yang Ruxin stopped walking. She had sent Xiaofeng home earlier after delivering gifts, and didnât bring Du Man and Du Juan along. So now, she was alone.
"About Xiaoxiaâs mother, I owe you an apology. We really didnât expect her to..."
"Itâs got nothing to do with you, auntie." Yang Ruxin waved her hand. "Now sheâs been punished. Just hope you wonât hold it against me."
"Thatâs her own fault; no one else to blame." Zhao Xinghua sighed. "Xinxin, actually, Iâm looking for you about my son."
"Brother Tie Dan?"
"Yes." Zhao Xinghua sighed again. "I suspect he might have someone in his heart, but he wonât tell us. When we ask, he gets irritated."
"Youâre not thinking of having me ask, are you?" Yang Ruxin frowned.
"He listens to you. If you ask, maybe heâll tell the truth." Zhao Xinghua looked at Yang Ruxin with a pleading expression. "Let him know that as long as the girl has good character, his dad and I will accept her."
"Alright," Yang Ruxin said reluctantly. "But I canât promise that heâll tell me. After all..."
"Thatâs fine." Zhao Xinghua waved her hand. "If he wonât even tell you, then thereâs no hope with anyone else."
After parting ways with Aunt Xinghua, Yang Ruxin turned and headed out of the village. But after just a few steps, she saw a stranger carrying a basket walking toward her. It seemed like the woman had been out picking wild greens.
Because she was unfamiliar, Yang Ruxin didnât intend to greet her.
"Isnât this Xinxin?" The woman, however, smiled and approached as soon as she spotted Yang Ruxin. "Iâve been saying I should stop by and greet you, just havenât found the time... Of course, the main thing is I donât know you well, felt a little awkward barging in... haha..."
Yang Ruxin raised an eyebrow slightly. "You know me?" This person was rather presumptuous, wasnât she?
"Iâm from Zheng Kuanâs family," the woman quickly introduced herself. "Just married two months ago."
Yang Ruxin understood. "Then I should be calling you auntie." She had heard about it before. Zheng Kuan had saved a widow from the mountains who fled from a disaster. Afterward, she stayed and married Zheng Kuan, despite him having only one arm.
"No need to be so formal. Iâm new here and barely know anyone." Zong Family smiled broadly. "Iâve heard so much about how capable you are, Xinxin. Always wanted to get acquainted. Running into you today, guess itâs fate..."
"Itâs getting late. I should be heading back." Yang Ruxin really didnât want to get into idle chat, so she cut her off. "See you around, auntie."