"Okay, okay, everyone is fine." Yang Ruoqing said.
"Godmother, I brought Qingming cakes. They are still hot. Do you want to try them?" she asked again.
Widow Liu also saw the bowl held in Yang Ruoqing's other hand at this time.
"I haven't tasted the taste of my hometown for several months. I'm worried about it!" Widow Liu said, turning towards the west room and about to call Mu Zichuan.
The door of the west room creaked open, and Mu Zichuan came out.
"Qing'er, are you here?" He greeted Yang Ruoqing with a smile, his eyes full of joy.
Yang Ruoqing was startled, so he was at home?
When everyone in the room saw Mu Zichuan coming out, they all excused themselves one after another. Soon, only Mu Zichuan, her son, and Yang Ruoqing were left in the room.
Widow Liu brought chopsticks, and the mother and son each tasted a Qingming cake and nodded repeatedly.
"Qing'er, who did this?" Widow Liu asked.
Yang Ruoqing smiled: "My aunt of the Luo family did it."
Widow Liu said: "The craftsmanship is so good. Hey, after eating so many delicacies from the capital, in the end, the Qingming cake from our Changping Village tastes the best!"
Mu Zichuan also nodded and echoed his mother's words: "This is the taste I dream of."
Yang Ruoqing smiled: "A bowl of Qingming cake, you praise it like this, haha, I will go back and tell my aunt, she will be happy to hear it."
Mu Zichuan said: "It's not a compliment, it's the truth."
Yang Ruoqing nodded.
Widow Liu said: "It's been a while since you guys have seen each other. Let's chat for a while. I'll go to the kitchen to collect this bowl of Qingming cakes."
"Well, godmother, you go and do your work first. I happen to have some questions about the capital that I want to ask Brother Zichuan about." Yang Ruoqing said.
After Mrs. Liu left, Yang Ruoqing and Mu Zichuan were the only ones left in the hall.
Mu Zichuan said: "Stop standing, come over and sit down, let's talk slowly."
Yang Ruoqing nodded and followed him to sit behind the table.
"My mother and I came home today and saw how bright and clear the window was. My mother praised you very much," Mu Zichuan said.
"Thanks to you for helping us take care of the house while we were away. Now that we are back, the clean tables, chairs, and beds are really neat." He added.
Yang Ruoqing smiled and said, "I am your mother's goddaughter, so doing this is nothing."
"Besides, you gave me the key. This is a huge trust in me, and I can't live up to this trust," she said.
When Widow Liu left, the key to this house was given to Yang Ruoqing without being entrusted to anyone.
Yang Ruoqing would come here to clean the place every half a month, and open the doors and windows for a short period of time for ventilation.
And just a few days before Widow Liu and Mu Zichuan came back, Yang Ruoqing came over to clean up again.
"Qing'er, drink tea. My mother made the tea before." Mu Zichuan said, and handed over a bowl of tea.
Yang Ruoqing bowed, took the tea and took a sip.
"Did everything go well on the way back?" she asked.
Mu Zichuan said: "Well, it's been a smooth journey."
"Qing'er, do you want to ask me about Haitangxuan?" He asked again.
Yang Ruoqing curled her lips, "Yes, I am an old bustard. I haven't been to the capital for several months. I don't know how the business of my brothel, which is under the emperor's feet, is going."
Hearing her teasing, Mu Zichuan was startled for a moment, and then laughed dumbly.
"Although I rarely go to Haitang Xuan, I have been paying attention to it."
"The second prince, His Highness Chen Wang, has also been taking care of the business of Haitangxuan. It is prosperous and smooth. Sister Hua is good at management and dealing with things, and Yun Niang is assisting from the side."
"I heard that we have purchased a new batch of girls and selected the outstanding ones and are training them, injecting new blood into Haitang Xuan." He said.
Yang Ruoqing smiled and listened extremely carefully.
When she was done, she stroked her hands and said, "Well, Sister Hua and Yun Niang are indeed good people. I didn't misjudge them."
"Qing'er, your vision has always been accurate." Mu Zichuan praised.
"However, you seem to have missed something." He added.
"Ah? What's going on? Come and listen," she said.
Muzichuan pondered for a moment, looking at her with a burning gaze.
"You chose your husband instead of me. Do you think you made a mistake?" he asked.
Yang Ruoqing was startled for a moment, then burst into laughter.
"We haven't seen each other for a few months, but you have become more humorous."
She smiled, picked up the tea bowl in front of her, drank tea slowly, and stopped continuing the topic.
Mu Zichuan also laughed.
Some true words can only be said in the form of jokes, just to leave a step for each other.
Mu Zichuan also picked up the tea bowl in front of him and drank gracefully.
"By the way, Zichuan, tell me about the capital. Is there anything interesting happening in the capital recently?" she asked again.
Muzichuan lowered his eyes slightly and thought about it seriously.
"I don't know what is funny either. Everyone's laughter and point of view are different."
"What I find interesting may not necessarily be interesting to you. Maybe I haven't paid attention to what you find interesting. But"
"Since the New Year, some bad things have happened in the capital one after another. It is true that the people in the city are a little uneasy." He said.
"Oh? What's going on?" Yang Ruoqing also became interested and asked.
Mu Zichuan said: "Some people have some inexplicable diseases."
"Those diseases, regardless of gender, young or old, once they get it, they all become crazy."
"The doctors couldn't find any clues, but the people who suffered from that disease died without treatment."
"In the beginning, during the first month of the year, because the number of deaths was not large, it did not attract the attention of the officials."
"By the time February comes, just like the spring breeze blowing, more people will be infected."
"Moreover, some of these infected people are from the homes of powerful officials in the city."
"I took my mother back to my hometown in mid-February. When I was leaving, I heard that the dignitaries were ordering consultations with famous doctors throughout the city."
"Let's work together to study good medicine and strategies to combat that strange disease. It has been more than a month now. With the help of those famous doctors, the disease must be under control." He said.
Yang Ruoqing nodded: "Well, every spring is always a period when diseases occur more frequently. Moreover, the Imperial City is densely populated and cross-infection occurs."
“It’s not uncommon for some people to die because they don’t receive timely treatment, or because the medicine is inappropriate and delays their illness.”
Birth, old age, illness and death are all human nature.
In a modern society with advanced medical technology, humans still have not made any substantial breakthroughs in the area of cancer.
"By the way, Zichuan, how long can you stay in the village when you come back from this trip?" she asked again.
Mu Zichuan said: "I think we can stay for half a month."
Yang Ruoqing said: "Well, half a month is not a short time. It just happens to catch up with the spring in March. The grass is growing and the orioles are flying. The scenery in the countryside is very beautiful. You can walk around, see and write poems. Fu, hehe." (If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian () to vote for recommendations and monthly votes. Your support is my biggest motivation. Please go to m.)
