Wow, this rough-around-the-edges pregnant wife is something else, she's incredibly ruthless!

I was born into a life of luxury, with loving parents, a gentle and intelligent older sister, a straightforward and cheerful second sister, and a kind older brother.

I grew up in a very, very warm family. They were kind, warm, and united.

In my memories before I was five, I always nestled in my father's arms, with my mother's doting smile beside me.

Occasionally, my two older sisters would take me out to play. There were lots and lots of small animals living in the hills behind our house.

My favorite is still the white tiger. Nestling on its warm white fur makes me feel especially warm and safe.

Now that it's old, I take it out to bask in the sun every day, and occasionally I run into its offspring.

Father has a special skill: beast taming. Basically, all the small animals in the back mountain recognize Father as their master.

My mother is a very cool and sassy woman; she has a very magical space.

Occasionally, when it's inconvenient for my mother to take me out, she'll put me inside.

There are so many great things inside, I have so much fun playing with it every day.

As time went by, I grew up and crossed the threshold of five years old. My father then sent me to a private school in town.

But for some reason, even though everyone in my family is very smart, I'm as stupid as a pig; I can't even recognize a few simple words.

I'm terrified that my parents won't like me, their not-so-bright child.

But the truth is, they all encouraged me, saying that if I couldn't learn it in one day, I would learn it in two days, and if I couldn't learn it in two days, I would learn it in three days. They said that I would learn it eventually.

I am especially grateful for my father and mother's encouragement, which gradually helped me develop a personality that avoids internal conflict.

Just like my mother said, I am a content and happy little girl.

School life was dull and monotonous, but many interesting things also happened.

When I was almost of marriageable age, a very kind grandfather came to the school. His lessons were interesting and humorous, and he would tell us about the outside world.

I don't know why, but I really yearn for the romantic and poetic things my grandfather talked about.

Before I knew it, I reached the age of coming of age. My mother personally combed and tied my hair, and even put on a hairpin that my father had made himself.

I was very happy to receive so many gifts, and it was rare for the whole family to get together. It was just a pity for my brother who lives far away in Beijing.

But I knew he was doing something important, and my brother also gave me a really beautiful gift.

Then I'll reluctantly forgive him!

After I came of age, I stopped going to school. Occasionally, my mother would take me to the grain depot in town.

I was able to meet many, many people from the outside world, which I found very novel. Little did I know that my mother wanted to teach me how to conduct myself in society.

Although I am clever and have a sweet tongue, I am not mature enough and sometimes fall into other people's traps.

Although it didn't cause much loss, I felt guilty and truly realized the adult world.

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Before I knew it, I turned eighteen. This was my third year learning from my mother. I was no longer a clueless little girl, and I even began to resemble my mother in some way.

Perhaps this is my true battlefield!

When I was twenty, my mother and father handed over the management of Worry-Free Valley to me, and to be honest, I was very apprehensive.

Not only because I felt I wasn't qualified enough, but also because I felt I didn't deserve it.

After tossing and turning for several nights, I received a letter from my brother in Beijing.

My brother said, "Do a good job, and he'll back me up and protect me."

The eldest and second eldest sisters, who had gotten married and gone on a journey, also returned.

They still loved me so much, touching my face which was already streaked with tears.

The older sister said, "Don't be afraid, I still have you, right? Even if things get really bad, Mother and Father won't abandon us."

Their words seemed to give me strength. What I thought was an empty space behind me was now filled with people.

With confidence comes the courage to move forward. Under my management, Worry-Free Valley has developed exceptionally well, and my mother and father are both proud of me.

Now in their fifties, my mother and father's hair has turned gray and their faces are covered with wrinkles.

I don't know why I feel so heartbroken, but there's nothing I can do. I just hope that my father and mother can stay with us for a few more years.

At the age of twenty-two, I met the most important person in my life.

Like his father when he was young, he was rather clumsy with words, but very thoughtful and considerate in his actions.

I don't ask to find a rich and noble man, but I sincerely hope to meet a man who loves and cherishes me.

Fortunately, I encountered it.

My mother and father were very satisfied, and we got married that same year.

After we got married, we continued to live in Worry-Free Valley, and now there was another person behind me.

The following year, I gave birth to a child, a very cute girl. My father said she looked just like me when I was little.

Looking into the little guy's round eyes, I felt that time really flew by.

Even though I'm still a child myself.

The arrival of this child brought a lot of excitement to the family, as both the eldest and second eldest sisters had given birth to boys.

At first, my mother and father were very fond of him, but as he got older, he still attracted cats and dogs, and I could hear my mother's voice every day.

The little girl is so soft, sweet, and adorable; her mother and father adore her.

I hardly need to take care of her. As long as I feed her, someone else will take care of her and play with her.

Not long after I finished my postpartum confinement, I returned to the town to take charge of the overall situation.

At the beginning of the year, my elder brother made some kind of suggestion in the officialdom. I don't quite understand it, but it requires the cooperation of Wuyou Valley.

I told my father and mother, and they were very supportive.

In just three years, Wuyou Valley's business has risen to a new level, and the development of Da Zhou is also rapid.

When I turned fifty, my father and mother were already over eighty years old. To be honest, their ages were rare in the entire Zhou Dynasty.

They are both very healthy, and I am happy that they can stay with me a little longer.

Enjoying the company of grandchildren and living a long and peaceful life is probably everyone's pursuit in their later years. Unfortunately, my mother and father both achieved this.

When I was nearly seventy years old, my father and mother passed away on a bright morning.

They passed away peacefully, with their families by their side.

I don't feel sad. I know they are happy and have no regrets.

After my mother and father left, the house became much quieter, and to be honest, I wasn't used to it.

Occasionally, I can still recall my childhood, my father's broad and strong arms, and my mother's gentle and doting smile.

I feel especially honored and happy to be their daughter.

This is what I've lived most of my life. Now, in my seventies, I sit under the eaves of the window where my mother used to live, looking at the scene of my children and grandchildren filling the courtyard, and seeing the carefree smiles on their faces. Tears stream down my face.

Father, Mother, Ying'er misses you.

This chapter tells the story of the final outcome between the man and woman from Lu Ying's perspective, and it can also be considered a memory of Lu Ying's afternoon!

This book has come to an end! Thank you to all the little ones who have been with us all this time. See you in the next book!

[The End]