Two groups of people met on the road outside and then traveled together.

Xujia Village is located eastward in Wanghai County, bordering Huaguang County. Let me know if you have other text you'd like translated!

Because of the fog, the car speed was relatively slow. When Yang Ruohqing and Luofengtang arrived at the county town in the afternoon, Dayan and Xiaohua still had to continue their journey.

"Sis, tonight we're probably not going back home. We have to stay overnight at Xu Jia Village and come back tomorrow."

At their parting, Dangan and Yang Ruohua stood before each other.

Yang Ruqing nodded: "Okay, my sister-in-law and I will also stay at Tianxiang Building tonight. When you come back tomorrow, just go directly to Tianxiang Building to meet up. We'll all go home together then."

Yang Ruqing finished handling the matter at the wine shop and then went to the busiest place on Tianqiao with Luofengtang to find a painter.

I paid a deposit and agreed with him to come to Changping Village after the sixth day of the first lunar month to paint for my family.

On their way back to the restaurant, Yang Ruqing said to Luofengtang, "The restaurant closed two days ago and sent the staff home for the New Year. Now it's cold pots and stoves. Just us two!"

Before, when handling matters, it was a pre-arranged time, so when Yang Ruqing and Luofeng Tang arrived, although the staff had already left, Yang Yongjin, the acting shopkeeper, and several other managers were still there.

After holding a year-end wrap-up meeting with Yang Ruqing, their hostess, and receiving her New Year's red envelopes, the managers all went home.

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...While his second brother, Yang Yongjin, yearned to return home immediately. Even in the afternoon, he still took a carriage back to Changping Village.

So, tonight only the two of them were left in this huge restaurant!

Luo Fengtang pulled her hand: "Two of us is even better!"

Yang Ruqing giggled, "But, the kitchen is out of ingredients. At night, we can only boil hot water to wash our feet, and we can't eat anything else. What should we do?"

Luo Fengtang said, "It's fine. As long as we have silver, we won't worry about getting food. I see that many large restaurants on the street are closed for the New Year. But many small stalls and roadside stands are still open. Let's go eat at those at night, shall we?"

Yang Ruqing nodded happily, "It's so cold today, I want to eat something spicy to warm myself up. What do you want to eat?"

Luo Fengtang chuckled and rubbed her head: "Need to ask? Of course, I eat what you eat!"

As twilight was beginning to fall, the couple strolled hand-in-hand into the night market.

Even though it is a winter night, the county town's night market is still very lively because it coincides with the rhythm of the New Year.

The two of them found a small stall selling mala hotpot, ordered two large bowls of ingredients, and then sat under the windbreak they had pulled up to patiently wait.

In a short while, the vendor brought over two large bowls of steaming hot and fragrant mala tang and placed them in front of Yang Ruqing and Luo Fengtang.

What noodles, duck blood, quail eggs, youtiao, and green vegetables, all in vibrant colors.

While the Mala Tang was already spicy, it still didn't satisfy Yang Ruqing's craving for spice. She lifted a small bowl that had been prepared on the table, scooped two spoonfuls of chili powder into it, and stirred it evenly with her chopsticks.

The spiciness directly stimulated several people at the next table, causing them to sneeze repeatedly.

"That little girl can really take the heat!"

Someone at the next table is muttering.

Yang Ruqing looked straight ahead, blowing and eating at the same time. Luo Fengtang turned his head to glance at the person who was speaking.

At that one glance, the man's scalp felt a chill, and he immediately became silent out of fright.

Luo Fengtang just now satisfied withdrew his gaze, and also raised his chopsticks.

Yang Ruoqing ate and laughed, saying, “You scared the poor person.”

Luò Fēng Táng tugged at the corner of his mouth: “That’s his own doing.”

Yang Ruqing smiled and picked up a piece of carrot dumpling from her bowl and put it into Luofeng Tang's bowl: "This is delicious, you try it."

Although Luò Fēng Táng wasn't very fond of radish dumplings, they were a favorite dish among his wife and daughters at home. He ate fewer than them.

Because he also eats and has never said that he actually doesn't like radish dumplings very much, Yang Ruqing didn't know.

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But because it was the daughter-in-law who clipped it herself, he happily popped it into his mouth.

"How is it? Delicious, right?" Yang Ruqing asked with a smile that curved her eyes.

Luo Fengtang nodded, “Delicious!”

“Then have another one, I just bought four. You take two, and I’ll take two!” Yang Ruqing was also very happy and wanted to give him more radish dumplings, but he stopped her.

"Qing'er, you don't need to worry about me. If you like this, eat more. Look at my bowl, I haven't even touched most of it yet, I'm full!"

Luo Fengtang said.

This is something the daughter-in-law likes, because she likes it, so she thinks it's good.

I got four, and insisted on taking two to share with him. My wife is so loving!

"Come, have a bite of this congee from my bowl. It's quite delicious." Luofengtang picked up a piece of congee and offered it to Yang Ruohqing.

Yang Ruqing hesitated for a moment, but still stretched out her bowl to take it.

To be honest, she likes to eat congee crunchy. She doesn't really like the kind that is soft and soggy after being soaked in spicy soup.

But Tang Yazi should love it, because he often talked about his childhood when he was young. Back then, his family was poor and they didn't always have a meal.

When there wasn't enough rice for a proper meal, he would scrape up the burnt pot grains and soak them in vegetable broth to make do. He ate this way for over ten years, unknowingly cultivating his palate for such simple fare.

“Delicious, isn't it?” Luo Fengtang asked expectantly.

Yang Ruqing puffed out her cheeks, unable to speak, so she just gave him a thumbs-up.

Luo Fengtang smiled, her eyes bright as stars.

The couple sat face to face, slurping and munching on their spicy hotpot. The few people at the next table had finished their meal at some point and were now arguing over who should pay the bill.

Then a guy said, "You guys invited me out for mala hot pot today, and you're not treating? Eat sh*t! Next time you invite me, I won't come out even if you kill me."

Another guy said, "Calling you out for hot pot is that we want to have a small gathering. You even want us to pay for your meal! That's not cool, not like brothers!"

Another guy tried to smooth things over: "It's almost the end of the year, everyone's short on money. Why don't we just go to a restaurant? Or how about this, tonight we brothers play a game for fun. Whoever wins doesn't have to pay for their meal, what do you say?"

The first complainer came back with a bit of energy, "Hey, that's a good idea. So, what game? When it comes to gaming, I've never lost to you guys!"

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The person who suggested playing the game thought for a moment, then continued, "Let's each say one sentence about our poverty, hunger, and tight circumstances."

“Who has the most pathetic story? Even if they win, the winner doesn't have to pay, the others split the bill for them. How about that?”

As soon as others heard the rules, they all exclaimed with delight and started getting ready one by one...

Their conversation reached Yang Ruqing and Luo Fengtang's table, the couple looked at each other.

Yang Ruqing said, "For tax evasion, these people are really good at it!"

Luo Fengtang smiled faintly. Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!

Yang Ruqing said again: "However, this way of playing sounds quite interesting. I'd like to hear more about it."

Once upon a time, there was...

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