The Fierce Farm Girl Has A Secret Space Chapter 2861: Resentment (5)

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Previously on The Fierce Farm Girl Has A Secret Space...
The two young girls, Lun Dou and Huang Dou, were lectured by their older brother Hei Dou for their recklessness and overconfidence. Meanwhile, Yang Rusong struggled to process a difficult truth revealed by his cousin, Yang Ruxin, leaving him dazed and withdrawn as he returned home to a concerned mother.

Yang Rusong exhaled and then shook his head, "Nothing, let’s cook." After saying that, he turned and went into the main room, entering his grandfather’s room.

Feng Caie scratched her head and turned into the kitchen.

Yang Baichuan was tending the fire and glanced at his wife, "What did you say to the son?"

"I don’t even know what he’s talking about, all strange things." Feng Caie shook her head, "Forget it, let’s cook then."

Yang Rusong’s grandfather looked much healthier than a few years ago, because Yang Rusong had achieved success, and the relationship with Yang Ruxin’s side had eased. Therefore, he would bring medicinal wine and tea back occasionally, which surprisingly made him more spirited than before.

Moreover, the old man had learned to be wise, leaving everything to his eldest grandson and his grandson’s wife. When busy, he would work in the fields, and at other times, he would chat with the village’s old men, making him much more sociable than before.

At this moment, the old man was sitting in the room having tea and waved quickly when he saw Yang Rusong enter, "Come have a couple of drinks."

Yang Rusong walked over and sat down, "Grandpa."

"Is there something the matter?" The old man glanced at his eldest grandson, "Speak out, Grandpa will help you analyze it."

Yang Rusong exhaled, "Grandpa, have you ever regretted it?"

The old man was taken aback for a moment.

"Have you ever regretted indulging Grandma and mistreating Aunt Mother back then?"

The old man looked at Yang Rusong for a long time, suddenly sighed, and smiled bitterly, "Song’er, does regret help?"

Yang Rusong furrowed his brow.

"Regret doesn’t help." The old man sniffed, suppressing the tears in his eyes, "That’s why I’m very content now."

"Did you ever resent Big Cousin?"

"I resented her." The old man glanced at his eldest grandson, "But looking back, I actually don’t even have the right to resent her." Pausing for a moment, "Song’er, Dani is very wise and fortunate, following her is never a mistake."

Yang Rusong fell silent; in reality, he didn’t know what he wanted to ask or do, just suddenly wanted to ask. But Grandpa’s words were actually his deepest thoughts; if it weren’t for Big Cousin, perhaps their family would end up like Third Uncle’s family, bringing misfortune on themselves.

Returning to his own room, his wife Ceng Qi was doing needlework, and he sat down to watch her thread the needle.

"Do you have something on your mind?" Ceng Qi glanced at her husband.

"Xiaoqi, would you resent someone who was harmed by your own family but then turned around and harmed your family?"

Ceng Qi paused her actions and looked at Yang Rusong, "Song brother, what kind of tongue twister are you saying? It’s confusing."

Yang Rusong chuckled, "Nothing."

Ceng Qi then put the little clothes she was working on into the basket, "Song brother, we’re husband and wife; if there’s something, you need to tell me, just like how Sister Ruxin and Brother Ruxin do it, otherwise, over time, there’ll be a gap between us."

Yang Rusong nodded, "Don’t worry, if there’s something, I’ll tell you." After saying that, he went and held his wife’s hand, "Pregnancy makes you easily tired, stop doing needlework; we have plenty of clothes for our daughter."

"Thank you, Song brother, for not getting angry knowing she’s a girl." Ceng Qi touched her belly, looking blissful, "Nobody’s resented me."

"How can someone who resents their own flesh and blood be called a person?" Yang Rusong held his wife’s hand and led her outside, "Stop overthinking."

As soon as they reached the courtyard, they heard the courtyard gate being knocked noisily.