This problem stumped Mr. Sun.

Why did Tan give birth to Yang Huazhong and raise him but not love him? Sun really can't give a reasonable explanation for this.

Thus, she could only turn to Yang Ruqing for help.

Yang Ruqing then extended both of her hands to Yang Huazhong and said, “Father, look at my hands. Can you tell me anything about them?”

Yang Huazhong was a little surprised, he glanced at Yang Ruqing's ten white fingers, and then said, "My daughter's hands are pretty!"

Luo Fengtang smirked. His father-in-law had just spoken his mind! His daughter-in-law's hands were the prettiest in the world!

Yang Ruqing rolled her eyes and said, "Father, I'm not asking you to say these things. Look, I have ten fingers on both hands, right?"

"Yes!" Yang Huazhong nodded.

“These ten fingers stretch out, some longer and some shorter, right?” she asked again.

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Yang Ruqing tapped out a rhythm on the table with her ten fingers, like playing the piano. Then she said: "These ten fingers, each one is different in length. In a family, especially a large one, parents might pay more attention to one child and less to another. It's not unusual at all!"

Yang Huazhong was stunned for a moment, then suddenly understood.

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Yang Ruqing fiddled with her fingers and continued, “Although these ten fingers are of different lengths, and I might choose to wear a ring on a particular finger according to my preference, it doesn’t mean that I dislike the other fingers.”

“All ten fingers are mine, and if any one of them were broken, I would feel pain. But the middle finger is connected to the heart, so it would hurt more.”

“So, my grandmother actually cared for your father too. Otherwise, she wouldn't have raised him. But their children were numerous, and their family had limited resources. Naturally, there would be favoritism among their many children, which is not unusual.”

This is a test.

"Dad, you've figured it out. Just let go and don't get hung up on these trivial matters," Yang Ruqing said finally.

Mrs. Sun nodded repeatedly, "What Qing'er said is right, it's indeed this reason. We were all babies when we were born, and if we were thrown away, they would have been gone. But our parents fed us with milk and porridge, one mouthful at a time, raising us up. At least before the age of one, your mother was also holding you in her arms while breastfeeding, wasn't she?"

With these words of comfort from the mother and daughter, Yang Hua's heart knot loosened considerably.

Yang Ruqing and Mrs. Sun exchanged a secret look, both mother and daughter letting out a sigh of relief.

Deep down, Yang Ruoqing disliked Tan Shi's personality and temper.

However, she would absolutely not and could not at this time, in front of Yang Huazhong, maliciously slander the Tan family, intensify their efforts to sow discord between mother and son, or lead Yang Huazhong down the path of an uncaring mother.

Instead, she would go out of her way to help the Tan family find a glimmer of hope.

This is not to whitewash Tan, but to guide Yang Huazhong to see the light and feel the warmth, which is a kind of redemption for him.

As it turned out, Yang Ruoqing's guidance had an effect. Yang Huazhong's dim eyes flickered with a newfound spark.

"Well, without my grandmother, there wouldn't be me. They do favor your older uncle a bit more, so let them. It's like taste in food, everyone has their preferences. I'm 46 years old now, why bother digging into these things?" Yang Huazhong chuckled self-deprecatingly.

Her gaze shifted to Sun Shi, Yang Ruqing, and Luo Fengtang before her: "Now that I have my own family, with you all by my side, my life is complete and I am content."

When Yang Huazhong was able to say such words, Yang Ruqing completely relaxed.

She tentatively asked him, "Dad, what about the things I did for Mama this afternoon..."

"You got it right! I told you so earlier!" Yang Huazhong interrupted her directly.

“You have a bad temper, and you've always been like this. As you get older, you become even more careless. Both your fourth and fifth uncles don't dare to confront you directly. As for your mother and your fifth aunt, they definitely can't.”

“Now, you dare to step up and challenge her, dampen her spirits? That’s good!”

Besides, your mother's eyes are already blind. Those scissors are useless and dangerous, they can hurt both others and yourself. I've confiscated them! he said.

Yang Ruqing laughed, "Father, you are so good, you are my good father, my dear father!"

She was so excited that she couldn't help but bend down and hug Yang Huazhong's neck, kissing him on the cheek in front of Sun Shi and Luo Fengtang.

Sun's expression froze for a moment before her eyes filled with an intense tenderness, which slowly bloomed into a heartwarming smile.

Luo Fengtang widened her eyes, putting on a calm and composed facade, but inwardly she was protesting: I want to be kissed too...

As for Yang Huazhong, the person involved, he was completely frozen on the stool, his whole brain blank.

When he came to his senses, Yang Huazhong's facial muscles twitched violently. He couldn't believe that his daughter had actually kissed him.

When did your daughter kiss him last time?

It seems like it was around the time when she was ten years old, right?

That day, he came back to town with his daughter, for the first time ever hiding some private money from his parents. He bought his daughter a steamed bun.

At that time, the little girl took a bite of the meat bun and was so happy that she kissed him hard on the face.

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With a kiss smeared with saliva and grease, he couldn't bring himself to wipe it off all the way.

Because her best friend understands him, her best friend is not stupid, her best friend is the kindest and most obedient treasure in the world...

It's been many years, and the grandson is already ten years old.

Today, my best friend actually kissed me again. Yang Huazhong's nose felt sour, but his eye sockets were hot.

When his wife and son-in-law were present, he felt a little embarrassed and couldn't help but gently push Yang Ruoqing away. He pretended to frown and said, "You're already a mother-in-law, yet you're still so lively! Go back to Tang Ya Zi's place and sit quietly!"

Yang Ruqing saw the flush on her old father's face and knew he was embarrassed. She giggled and sat back down beside Luofeng Tang, casually taking his arm.

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"There are no outsiders here, so I'm not afraid of being laughed at!" she said with a smirk.

Luo Fengtang glanced at her with doting affection, thinking to himself that he must give his wife a good kiss when they got home...

Here, Mrs. Sun again asked Yang Huazhong, “How did you respond when Grandma Qinger complained to you today?”

Yang Ruqing also pricked up her ears, wanting to listen.

Yang Huazhong smiled faintly, "I said, my daughter Qing'er's actions naturally have her reasons, and then I left."

Sun smiled and nodded repeatedly: "Yes, that's right."

Yang Ruqing also curled her lips.

Thinking of something, she said, "Father, Tang YaZi buried a yellow eel trap under the field ridge. We'll go get it tomorrow morning. At that time, I want to cook a delicious bowl of soup for Fourth Uncle and send it to him as a thank you!"

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