Yang Ruqing raised her hand and waved to Chen'er who was standing behind the mast on the second floor.

Chen'er suddenly took a step back, raised her hands, and with a solemn expression, adjusted the sleeves of both arms. Then she bowed ninety degrees towards Yang Ruohuang and Luo Fengtang, bidding farewell to her parents.

Yang Ruqing paused her wave, a warmth spreading through her chest. She smiled and called out to him, "Come in, it's windy outside!"

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At this time, the large ship had also dropped anchor, its sails billowing, and it slowly sailed away from the pier.

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Until the big ship sailed away, shrinking into a small black dot at the horizon where the sky met the sea, Yang Ruoheng and Lu Fengtang still stood on the dock, staring straight ahead...

"Chen'er is far away, Qing'er, let's go back too." Luofengtang said softly.

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Yang Ruqing came back to her senses, glanced at Luofeng Tang, and suddenly sighed with emotion, then smiled: "Well, old man, let's go back!"

Luo Fengtang was stunned for a moment, then couldn't help but smile.

He reached out and gently put his arm around her shoulder, and the two of them turned to walk back.

At this time, the sun was about to set in the western sky, and the river water had turned red.

Afterglow cast down, stretching the figures of the two people very long...

"Why don't we stay at Tianxiang Lou for one night, and go back tomorrow?" Yang Ruoqing was still a little worried that he would be too tired from the long journey.

She was sitting in the carriage, it was warm inside, he was sitting at the front blowing in the wind, it was cold.

Luofengtang said: "There's only one bed in the tavern, nothing else. It's not like last month when we came here and could go to the night market for food. Right now it's the middle of May, there's nothing on the street, it's better to go home."

Yang Ruqing thought about it, and after taking a couple of steps, she suddenly raised her hand to tap her head. "Oh my goodness, look at my memory! Tang Ya Zi, come on, I'll take you to someone's place. I guarantee we'll have food and drink tonight, and we can even sleep in a warm bed!"

Luo Fengtang was surprised and said, "Whose house is it? It's not good to go to other people's houses in the afternoon..."

Yang Ruqing blinked. "Don't worry, the family I'm taking you to doesn't care about these things!"

Seeing her sly eyes and mischievous smile, Luofeng Tang suddenly understood.

He also laughed, "Haha, good idea! For us today, this is a great place indeed!"

A carriage was driving down the streets of Wanghai County, a place usually bustling with activity. However, during this festive season, there were fewer people around, making the streets seem much wider and more spacious.

Therefore, Luofengtang's carriage ran a little faster than usual, dashing through the streets. Yang Ruoqing leaned against the inside of the carriage, squinting her eyes and thinking in her mind, "Where would Chen'er be now? She boarded the ship, she shouldn't get seasick, right?"

I made him hawthorn cake this morning, it's sour and sweet. I wonder if he ate it and liked the taste...

Suddenly, the carriage beneath me jolted to a halt with an emergency stop.

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Fortunately, Yang Ruqing was a skilled martial artist with excellent physical training. She could respond to such sudden situations with emergency precautions.

Both hands grasped the handrails inside the carriage in time, striving to steady their body and merge their center of gravity with that of the carriage. Only then could they prevent their head from bumping against the carriage wall and blooming a crimson flower of blood.

"Hiss..."

After an emergency brake, the carriage nearly tipped up, and the young, strong horse pulling it let out a snort.

Then came Luofengtang's soothing voice, and the horse, after stamping its hooves, finally set both front feet back on the ground. The carriage, after another loud jolt, also settled down.

"Are you alright, Qing'er?"

Luofeng Tang jumped out of the car, the first thing he did was lift the curtain of the backseat and ask Yang Ruqing.

Yang Ruqing shook her head. "I'm fine. What happened just now? Why did it feel like we were going to crash?"

Luo Fengtang said: "It's all my fault. The carriage was going a bit too fast, and a child suddenly ran out into the street. I almost hit him."

"What?" Yang Ruqing was surprised and quickly got out of the carriage, looking around. "Where's the child? There's no one on the road?"

Luo Fengtang also looked around, then raised his hand to scratch his head: "I clearly saw it, how did it disappear so quickly?"

Yang Ruqing asked, "How old is the child? Boy or girl?"

"About six or seven years old, a little girl."

"Is he a beggar?" Yang Ruqing asked again.

"Looking at their attire, they seem a bit like..."

"I'm not a beggar, I have a name, parents, and family!"

A crisp child's voice came from beside her.

Upon closer inspection, they saw a messy-haired little girl emerge from behind the stone lion in front of the pawnshop next door.

On such a cold day, the child's clothes were thin enough, but what was even worse was that he was wearing shoes meant for spring and they had holes in them!

Behind the messy bangs, a pair of eyes were jet-black and bright, glaring at Yang Ruqing and Luofeng Tang with anger. She seemed very displeased with them calling her "little beggar".

Seeing such a little girl, Yang Ruoheng's heart immediately softened.

She walked a few steps toward the little girl, who instantly stepped back, like a wild cat hiding behind the stone lion.

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A pair of wary eyes peered out from behind a stone lion’s paw, its grimy little hands gripping tight.

Yang Ruqing immediately stopped in her tracks and showed the little girl a kind and gentle smile.

“Little sister, don’t be afraid. I’m not a bad person, I won’t hurt you.” Yang Ruqing explained.

The little girl looked at Yang Ruqing, pursed her lips, and said nothing.

Yang Ruqing continued, "Did your uncle's horse-drawn carriage just now frighten you? Are you hurt anywhere?"

The little girl shook her head: “Not at all! I’m very fast. Back home, all the other kids couldn’t catch me. My father even called me ‘lightning legs’!”

Fleet of foot?

Yang Ruqing smiled.

This little girl is not afraid at all, she's not shy. Yang Ruqing actually saw a bit of Luo Baobei's shadow in her.

Thus, eyes looking at this little girl grew even more kind.

"Little sister, why aren't you home on such a cold day? Where do you live? Where are your parents?" Yang Ruqing asked again.

"My mother said, my mother is gone," the little girl said, her big eyes clearly showing a hint of confusion and melancholy.

Perhaps she still doesn't fully understand what it means to have "no home..."

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But Yang Ruohong and Luofengtang heard this and were somewhat puzzled.

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“Could this child have run away from home without telling anyone?” Luofengtang said to Yang Ruqing.

Yang Ruqing said, "It's eighty percent likely."

“Little sister, where are your parents? Running around like this alone, your parents will be very worried if they can't find you,” Yang Ruqing continued.

She was hesitating on how to help the little girl find her parents. If it got dark, a little girl wandering the streets would be in trouble. Let me know if you have any other text you'd like translated! ?

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