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After marrying into the Wu family for so many years, her natal family rarely contacted her on their own initiative. Apart from a few words of greeting sent through others during the holidays, communication between the two sides was almost cut off.

The original owner also neglected to take care of her natal family and never provided any financial assistance after marriage. Although there were dissatisfactions between them, they found it difficult to bring themselves to blame each other.

Facing Ran He's question, Ran Ping smiled naively, revealing a mouthful of white teeth: "There aren't many jobs in the village, so I was introduced to work as a porter here. I can earn a hundred coins a day, which is better than being idle at home."

His smile was sincere and pure, without any falsehood, and his eyes sparkled with optimism and tenacity towards life.

Ran He understood after hearing this.

Although Fulin Village is not small, Ran has all the strength he needs but has no place to use it. It can be seen that the current situation of the Ran family is indeed worrying.

This was not the moment to reminisce about the past. She looked deep in her eyes and swore to herself that since she had taken over the original owner's body and was living there, she could not turn a blind eye to the plight of her mother's family.

Now that we have the ability to lend a helping hand, we should do our best.

"After you finish work today, go directly back to Fulin Village and bring mom to Fushan Village so that we can have a good family reunion."

There was an irresistible firmness in Ran He's words, which was both an order to Ran Ping and to gain a more intuitive understanding of the current situation of the Ran family.

Ran Ping was confused at first, but soon realized that this vigorous woman in front of him was really the impulsive and trouble-making sister? How did she become so mature and stable?

Seeing that his sister was still carrying the beans she had just bought, obviously having just returned from shopping, he couldn't help but feel a warm feeling in his heart.

"Sister, the journey back and forth is so long. Mom's health is not very good to begin with. We should not let her travel too much. Mom and I will be relieved if you are doing well."

Ran Ping rubbed his nose subconsciously. This little action always occurred unconsciously when he felt guilty or was lying.

Ran He's sharp eyes immediately caught this subtle detail. It seemed that he had to go to Fulin Village in person.

"It just so happens that I have recently learned a lot from medical books, which should be more than enough to treat some of mother's minor ailments. You should bring mother here so that I can examine her in person. This matter is settled."

Ran He would not allow him to refuse. She knew that there would be guests visiting her home soon and time was running out and there was no time to waste.

As she spoke, she took a step to leave, but after a few steps she turned back and added, "You should hire a carriage on your way back. Don't let me suffer by riding on that bumpy cart. It's not good for my health. Take this ten taels of silver."

As he spoke, he took out a heavy piece of silver from his lapel and stuffed it into Ran Ping's hand without saying a word.

Knowing that he would refuse, Ran He immediately picked up the remaining beans and left quickly after handing over the silver, leaving Ran Ping standing there in a daze. The silver in his hand seemed to still retain his sister's body temperature, and the warmth went straight to his heart.

Ran Ping was left alone, standing in the corner of the bustling market, holding the heavy ten taels of silver in his hand, feeling confused and at a loss in his heart.

The sunlight shone through the sparse clouds, dappled onto his body, but it could not dispel the sudden confusion.

His brows were slightly furrowed, and his eyes were full of confusion at the huge contrast between reality and memory.

He still remembered that in the past, he always secretly asked people to inquire about his sister Ran He's situation in the Wu family. The news he got every time was so worrying - the tense relationship between the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, and the indifference and alienation of her husband Wu Xu.

Although I have secretly visited several times, hoping to find a way to help my sister, I am always unable to do so for various reasons.

But that was not long ago. Why does everything seem so different now?

Ten taels of silver was by no means a small sum for a family in this small town, but Ran He gave it away as if it were a casual gift, easily and naturally, as if they were really just stones that could be picked up from the roadside.

This generosity made Ran Ping come up with a bold guess: Could it be that Ran He had encountered some adventure recently and made an unexpected fortune?

Just as he was thinking about it and wanted to step forward to ask, Ran He had already turned and left, blending into the crowd, leaving behind the noise and the opportunity he had missed.

Helpless, Ran Ping could only carefully put away the ten taels of silver, and according to Ran He's instructions, go to rent a carriage to pick up his mother.

After all, he knew Ran He's personality. If he didn't do as he was told, who knows what "surprise" would be waiting for him the next time they met.

His thoughts drifted back to that unpleasant memory. Ran He had entrusted him to go home and discuss the divorce with his mother. She planned to leave Wu Xu and remarry Ma Er.

However, the mother was firm and rejected the proposal.

When he brought the news back in frustration, what he got in return was a slap in the face and severe rebuke from Ran He. At that moment, he felt like a useless waste.

At the same time, Ran He's journey home was not peaceful.

She picked up ten pounds of fresh crayfish from the river bank, and then, from the secret space that she had never revealed to anyone, she took out a large piece of pork ribs, a pair of fat chickens and ducks, and even a lively lamb, like a magic trick, preparing a delicious whole roast lamb feast.

Heavy with the burden, she had no choice but to call on her two youngest children to help her open the door.

Wu Xu was patiently teaching the children to read at that time. When he saw Ran He coming back, he immediately felt like he had found someone to talk to, and told him everything that happened in the afternoon.

When Ran He heard about the children's progress, a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

She thought that since Wu Xu was temporarily unemployed at home, teaching and educating could be considered a contribution. At least it could reduce some of the burden on the family and could be regarded as his "meal money".

As night slowly falls, the kitchen starts to bustle with activity, the mutton is rolled in clean water to wash away the dust, a makeshift barbecue grill is quickly built in a corner of the yard, the flames rise, foreshadowing the upcoming food feast.

The duck is carefully cooked into sour and refreshing sour radish duck soup and spicy ginger duck; the chicken is divided into two, one half is chopped and refreshing, and the other half is stewed with potatoes, with an attractive color; the ribs are changed into different styles, with pepper salt and sweet and sour flavors coexisting, which is mouth-watering; as for the crayfish, it is temporarily put aside and cooked while waiting for the lamb to be roasted.

Time passed silently, and the agreed time was getting closer and closer. Ran He carefully stored the dishes in the mysterious space to keep them warm and fresh, and then he stepped out of the house to welcome the villagers who came to buy mushrooms.

Even though the dishes have been put into the space, the rich aroma still lingers in the air, attracting the curiosity and desire of the surrounding villagers.

Among them, the most eye-catching is the whole lamb in the yard. After being carefully oiled and roasted by Ran He, the skin is golden and crispy, and the aroma is so fragrant that everyone's nostrils can't help but flare.