"Miss, what do you mean by that? I'm a simple servant, and I don't quite understand!" The maidservant behind her was utterly confused.

Liu Doukou lowered her voice and said, "Do you think that pretty little girl looks like my cousin?" Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!

Now, the maidservant couldn't feign ignorance anymore. Her face turned pale instantly, and she quickly tugged at Liu Doukou's sleeve.

"Miss, you mustn't speak such nonsense! If someone were to hear it, there would be trouble!" the maid whispered.

Liu Doukou snorted coldly and said, "I dare say it, I'm not afraid of being overheard!"

The maidservant said, "Miss, I know you're fearless, but these kinds of words shouldn't be spoken carelessly. Beware of the consequences of speaking recklessly."

If your uncle hears this, he might get angry with you.

Although Liu Doukou still feared Mu Zichuan, especially when she saw him leading Luoluo Baby into the main hall, Yang Ruqing followed behind.

Liu Doukou, feeling unimpressed, rolled her eyes and turned back to the kitchen. Standing by the stove, she clattered around, visibly annoyed.

“I’ve never seen him treat me this well, or smile like this, not even once,” she mumbled.

“I’m fourteen years younger than him. When I was little, I wanted to act cute and make friends with him like that, but he was always serious and never played with me.”

"I thought he was just that plain and cold-hearted, not liking little girls bothering him, but you also saw it, right? He doesn't dislike them, he depends on the person. It drives me crazy!"

Liu Doukou felt more and more wronged as she spoke, becoming increasingly indignant. In the end, she lost the motivation to make a batch of wine-filled glutinous rice balls by hand for the offering.

"Didn't we say you were going to do it? Why aren't you doing it now? The maidservant has prepared all the ingredients for you, Miss." The maid asked in astonishment.

Liu Doukou said, “My aunt is gone now. No matter how I behave, my aunt can’t see it. Even if my cousin sees it, he pretends not to see it.”

"Why should I just be a silent wallflower in the kitchen? That's being stupid, isn't it? I've had enough!"

The maid looked at the prepared ingredients with a troubled expression.

"Miss, if you don't have time to do it, let the maidservant do it. After all, the ingredients are all ready. It would be a shame not to cook." The maid said.

Besides, the dishes for today's sacrifice were discussed with my brother-in-law last night, and he is well aware of them.

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Hearing the maidservant's words, Liu Doukou wrinkled her brow in annoyance.

"Alright, if you want to do it, then go ahead. My nails hurt, I can't." she said.

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The maid hurried over, "I'll do it for the young lady. This is also all thanks to your kindness, sir. Your brother-in-law will understand."

Once the Mu family had settled everything, everyone set off together to the mountains to burn incense and perform the fifth-seventh day ritual for Zi Chuan's mother.

All the younger generations were dressed in hemp mourning clothes, carrying baskets and walking in front. Muti Chuan's uncle and aunt followed behind, a large group of people heading up the mountain.

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Zichuan's mother's grave is buried next to her father's, the two graves closely adjacent. This was Zichuan's mother's wish while she was alive.

At this moment, standing before these two graves, Mu Zi Chuan's sadness spread. In this world, the two people closest to him, the ones connected by blood, were both buried beneath the earth... Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!

"Uncle, don't daydream, bow down!"

A small figure came to his side and gently tugged at his sleeve.

Mu Zichuan lowered his head and looked, it was Luo Baobei.

"Alright, I'll bow." he said.

Immediately, he came forward, brushed his robe aside and knelt down, prostrating himself on the ground, performing the grandest of rituals: five bows to the earth.

After the "57" ceremony for his mother, Mu Zichuan went with several of his cousins to reinforce his father's grave by adding soil.

Over time, the weeds on Suba's father's grave had grown taller than a person. Suba's cousins pooled their resources to reinforce the headstone and clear away the overgrown vegetation. They carefully tended to the grave site, offering sacrifices to Suba's father, burning paper money and incense, setting off firecrackers, and bowing in respect.

By the time everything was finished, it was almost noon, and the sky had grown increasingly gray.

The north wind was mixed with fine rain, and a storm was imminent.

"Let's go back," Mu Zi Chuan suggested.

Everyone packed up their belongings and went down the mountain together.

As they walked halfway, the rain gradually became heavier.

Muxizi Chuan took off his own coat to put it on Luo Bao.

Yang Ruqing said: "It's not possible, it's already past the winter solstice. You let her wear your outer garment, what if you catch a cold?"

Mu Zichuan said, "I'm not so fragile. I'll cover the child with my body. This rain is getting heavier. The child can't catch a cold."

Yang Ruqing said, "It's nothing, we'll just walk faster."

But Mu Zichuan still insisted on putting the coat over Luo Bao's body. Just as the two were at an impasse, Liu Doukou came over angrily.

"Brother, what are you doing? It's so cold and rainy today, if you catch a cold, what will you do?"

While speaking, Liu Doukou reached out and grabbed Mu Zichuan's arm, her face full of anxiety and worry.

"And I also have to take some time to glare at Yang Ruqing, “My cousin is a scholar. His frail body isn't like the strong farmhands. He can't get drenched in the rain or catch a chill!”

Yang Ruqing said, "Zi Chuan, you really don't need to, I can just walk faster with the baby. We'll be home soon."

Having said that, she pulled Luo Baobei and walked quickly down the mountain.

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Behind him, Mu Zichuan wanted to chase after, but he was held back tightly by Liu Doukui.

"Uncle, your flesh and blood are given by your parents. You don't cherish your own body like this, which is disrespectful to your aunt. If you get sick, your aunt will definitely not be at peace even if she's passed away!"

Muzi Chuan pulled his sleeve from Liu Doukou's fingers, "You flatter me. Let's go!"

Entering the village, Yang Ruqing greeted Mu Zichuan and the others before leading Luo Bao to the village entrance.

>It's more important to change clothes and start a fire when you get home.

"Mother, it seems like Aunt Doukou doesn't like me very much."

When helping the baby camel change into a padded jacket, the little girl suddenly said.

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Yang Ruqing's hand paused, then she said: "Your parents like you, your grandparents and grandma all cherish you, your grandpa and grandma, your two uncles, and Aunt Xiaohua and Aunt Xiaoduo all cherish you. With so many people cherishing you, that's enough."

"Why bother trying to get Doukou's aunt to like you? You two weren't close in the first place!"

Luò Bǎobǎo nodded vaguely, "But Uncle Zǐchuan likes me too!"

Yang Ruqing smirked, "That's right, Uncle Zichuan dotes on you too!"

“Why doesn’t Aunt Doukou like me? Am I not good enough?” Luo Baobei still asked, unwilling to accept it.

Yang Ruqing fastened the last button of her padded jacket and then looked up seriously at her, saying: "In my mother's heart, my baby is the best child. But in this world, there is no flower that everyone likes."

"So, the problem isn't with you, you don't need to be confused, you just need to remember that you are good, great, that's enough."

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