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Compared to the pampering received by the First Branch and Second House from the Qin Family and Yan, the remaining Third House had a better relationship.
On the other side, the Liu Family's First Branch and Second House were in a completely different state. While one side celebrated the Mid-Autumn Festival joyfully, the other lived amidst endless curses and complaints.
Liu Er and his wife complained about the Qin Family and Yan, lamenting that Liu Qingshu and his spouse were lazy, and that Liu Eldest and Wang were parasites.
"If it weren't for them, we would be living well now. Look at this household; it's just us two working while the rest are freeloaders. We can't go on like this!"
The Jiang Clan, seeing the Qin Family return from outside, was overwhelmed with despair. She plopped down on the ground, pounding her thighs and wailing.
Every time the Qin Family supported Liu Eldest and Wang, she reacted this way.
In her eyes, everything in the house was earned through hard work by their Second House.
How could she tolerate Liu Eldest and Wang living off others without contributing? Even if she couldn't stop it, she had to vent her frustrations on the Qin Family.
The woman, dressed in a coarse blue cloth outfit, sat on the ground, tears and snot streaming down her face, soon getting covered in mud.
The Qin Family knew they were in the wrong; their lips moved but no words came out.
Seeing this, Jiang Clan became even more agitated: "Master, open your eyes and see! How can there be such people? Hurry up and take them away!"
"On August Fifteenth, all the food we worked hard for over half a year has been stolen! I can't go on living!" Her voice rose and fell dramatically like a theatrical performance.
Not far from there, a woman turned to look: "Here we go again with Liu Family's drama; another uproar is starting. Can't we just have a peaceful August Fifteenth?"
However, it seemed impossible; as if life held no meaning without such quarrels.
But can this change anything? With that time, it would be better spent on educating Liu Eldest and Wang, those two have already become accustomed to a muddled life, eating when there is food and idling around when there isn’t.
So the Liu Family's First Branch Second House has now become the joke of Ten Li Pu, like a performance in a grand play.
Originally, they were more active in their interactions, but now Liu Laosi and Liu Laowu completely ignore the First Branch Second House; they avoid contact whenever possible.
Not long ago, Liu Eldest and Wang attempted to sell Liu Qingzhi again, but just as Zhao became pregnant, things were delayed and almost led to a major mistake.
Liu Laosi didn’t care about the elder brother being like a father anymore; he caught Liu Eldest and gave him a good beating to vent his anger.
Liu Eldest was in so much pain that he couldn’t even get out of bed, so naturally, Liu Qingzhi was spared from trouble.
In the capital, at Liu Qingxi's home.
On the triangular roof ridge, avoiding the auspicious beasts on the roof, Liu Qingxi gently leaned on Yang Yichen's shoulder.
"I wonder how the people in the Village are doing." After all, she had lived there for three years, pouring her heart into it, and had developed deep feelings for the people there.
"Don't worry. When we left, I already informed the Hua County Magistrate. He will look after the people of Ten Li Pu." Yang Yichen caught a faint scent of the girl beside him as he gazed at the bright moon; amidst its hazy glow, time felt peaceful.
As seconds ticked by, neither of them spoke; they quietly enjoyed this rare moment of beauty.
Aside from the sound of the wind rustling through the trees, they could feel each other's heartbeat.
Liu Qingxi's thoughts returned to Ten Li Pu, to those dark faces and villagers who smiled to reveal their white teeth. The memories felt deep and distant as if she had been away for a very long time.
In the capital, everything was progressing relatively smoothly, but to her, no matter how smooth it was, there was no sense of security that allowed her to completely let her guard down.
Except when Yang Yichen was by her side.
After a long while, she let out a light sigh. Ten Li Pu was home, yet not home; the land that gave her life and nurtured her was elsewhere.
It was a world entirely different from this one, devoid of such poverty and backwardness, with developed transportation, convenient communication, skyscrapers, and bustling traffic.
Looking back on everything from her past life now felt like a dream.
Liu Qingxi did not know if, as time passed, she would gradually forget everything from her previous life.
The people she once lived and worked with were becoming increasingly blurred in her memory; sometimes it was difficult to recall their faces.
During the Mid-Autumn Festival, a day for reunion, memories—both good and bad—flooded back. Liu Qingxi stared blankly into the distance and spoke softly, as if her voice came from a faraway place.
“Yang Yichen, do you believe in another world? Do you believe in past lives and present lives?” The secret that weighed heavily in her heart made her feel suffocated.
In this unfamiliar era, she could only rely on herself, and those talents that set her apart could not be displayed without reservation; what she brought forth was too extraordinary.
So she tried her best to act like everyone else, concealing her brilliance to survive steadily in this foreign world.
Upon hearing her words, Yang Yichen turned his face towards Liu Qingxi and quietly gazed at her fair face. “As long as it’s yours, I believe it!”
“As long as it’s yours, I believe it!” This statement struck heavily in her heart.
Yang Yichen did not hesitate at all; this reckless trust suddenly made Liu Qingxi feel an impulse to lay everything bare.
The moonlight, the rustling of the leaves, the longing for home, and the uncertainty of the future made Liu Qingxi want to express herself freely.
“Yang Yichen, what if I am not from this world?”
“I believe you!” Yang Yichen stared intently into Liu Qingxi's eyes, his dark gaze piercing her soul, causing her heart to tremble. What followed was a sense of fulfillment and joy.
That feeling of being understood, that sense of confusion in the darkness suddenly vanished; it turned out that no matter what, he would always be by her side.
“Remember, no matter who you are, I love you, everything about you. I will accompany you through all the years, walk through the river of history, and witness my true heart.”
The sudden confession filled Liu Qingxi with emotion. She instinctively reached out her arms to wrap around Yang Yichen's waist and buried her head in his chest.
After a while, her muffled voice came from Yang Yichen's chest: “Then let me tell you a story!”
She lifted her head and looked into Yang Yichen's eyes: “In a world completely different from now, there were people of various skin colors, different modes of transportation than we have today, endless skyscrapers, and…”
“I was just one of the most ordinary among many. I had no parents and relied on my grandmother for companionship. Unfortunately, later on, just when I thought I would live a stable life…”
“It seemed like fate played a huge joke on me. When I went home to visit my grandmother, I inexplicably ended up here.”
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