"Brother Ting, I'll stay with you."

A gentle and simple sentence calmed Fu Ting's restless heart considerably.

He held Ruan Jiaojiao's hand tightly.

Then, he said to his parents, "Dad, Mom, this is the last time I will call you Dad and Mom. From now on, I, Fu Ting, have nothing to do with you anymore."

Ruan Jiaojiao also said, "We will buy the house next door at a price higher than the market price."

As she finished speaking, Fu Ting frowned slightly and asked, "Jiaojiao, do we have that much money?"

"Yes. Brother Ting, I've been saving up all the money you earn from working on the construction site these days. Plus, Sister Junmei's vegetables are so good, she's made quite a bit of money from them too."

"Okay." Fu Ting didn't stand on ceremony. He would consider the money as a loan from Ruan Jiaojiao and would find a chance to pay it back in the future.

Ruan Jiaojiao didn't think anything of it, because... if Fu Ting were to be recognized as a member of the family, she wouldn't be worthy of the old chief's biological son!

“From now on, you are you, and Ruan Jiaojiao and I are us. We will keep to ourselves.”

Fu Ting took Ruan Jiaojiao's hand and left, ignoring his parents' calls from behind.

In fact, Fu Ting has done enough. He has been in charge of all the affairs of the family since he was old enough to understand things. Even the cabinet used for his eldest sister's wedding was made by him from trees cut down on the mountain because the family didn't have the money to buy it.

That was his first time making furniture. He had accidentally cut his leg while cutting down a tree, and no one in his family cared about him. They just asked him if he had enough time to make furniture again.

When they got home, Shen Junmei had already put Da Bao and Xiao Bao to sleep.

Ruan Jiaojiao boiled a pot of water for Fu Ting so he could take a bath.

Then, I briefly recounted what had happened that day to Shen Junmei.

Shen Junmei was quite surprised and asked her, "So what are you planning to do next? Are you going back to Kyoto to find that old chief?"

Ruan Jiaojiao shook her head and said, "I don't know either, but I respect Fu Ting's decision. I'll do whatever he does. If he's willing to hide his true identity and live here for the rest of his life, I'll follow him."

"Okay, alright." This is also what Shen Junmei admires most about Ruan Jiaojiao—Ruan Jiaojiao is pure-hearted and only wants to be a good wife, without being disturbed by worldly interests.

"And what about you, Sister Junmei?" Ruan Jiaojiao asked her again, "Are you... going back to live with Grandma Fu and the others, or staying with us?"

“Of course I’ll stay with you! But I don’t want to disturb your little life.” Shen Junmei sighed. “If you two stay in Shanjiao Village, I’ll help you look after the children. If you want to leave, I’ll look after the house in Shanjiao Village for you! After all… this is Jindan and Zhaodi’s home. I know they will come back someday. I’ll wait for them here. Even if I can’t see them in person, I’ll wait for their souls.”

Ruan Jiaojiao was very moved by Shen Junmei's actions.

Shen Junmei has completely changed now and is someone you can rely on, so Ruan Jiaojiao also plans to teach her some things to rely on.

"Sister Junmei, come with me."

There's no time like the present, and with so many things happening today, Ruan Jiaojiao had no desire to sleep. She happened to be in the kitchen with Shen Junmei.

Seeing Ruan Jiaojiao take out tea leaves and white sugar, Shen Junmei was startled and asked, "Jiaojiao, what are you doing?"

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