Chapter 584 An unexpected visitor

Lu Qiniang's body trembled, and her eyes almost turned red immediately.

Zhang Heyao looked back at her, and the joy in his heart seemed to spread like a tide.

She cares about him.

But the next moment, he heard Lu Qiniang muttering, "You scholars, you all read the same books."

Zhang Heyao: "...What?"

"Xiao Yan also said this to me when he was about to be exiled."

All the emotions in Zhang Heyao's heart disappeared completely because of these words.

OK, OK.

Lu Qiniang really knew how to control herself.

Every time!

Because of this sentence, Zhang Heyao ignored Lu Qiniang until he left.

Xiaoman naturally cried for several days.

However, it is true that children like and are attached to things, but it is also true that they are easily distracted by delicious food and fun things.

Plus, San Ya is so good at taking care of children, Xiaoman didn’t cry much afterwards.

Lu Qiniang lived the same life as before.

When it's time to work, work; when it's time to raise pigs, raise pigs; when it's time to take care of children, take care of children. One person can support a family.

She originally wanted to buy a few more pigs, but because of the war, food prices skyrocketed, and she thought raising pigs would not be particularly cost-effective, so she gave up the idea.

In wartime, it is enough to have something to eat. Who would want to do such a luxurious thing as eating meat?

There are only eight pigs, so it's not difficult to raise them.

Lu Qinniang collected grass for the pigs, fed the pigs, and did all kinds of things herself, and she didn't think it was too much trouble.

Xiao Yan never wrote to her.

But Lu Qiniang did not complain.

She understands.

Xiao Yan is a person who always acts steadily and cautiously.

Since he is "dead", he will definitely not "come back to life".

Any unnecessary communication will increase the risk of leaks.

However, this does not affect Lu Qiniang's concern and longing for him.

That day, Lu Qiniang carried two large buckets of pig feed and poured them into the trough. Watching her eight little pigs scrambling for the food, she didn't know why she thought of Xiao Yan again.

She used the stick in her hand to push away the most aggressive pigs, giving the hungry pigs a chance to eat a few bites, while muttering, "I don't know what's happened."

At this moment, a weak and humble voice suddenly came from behind.

"Ma'am, do you need help with the rough work? Even raising pigs would be fine."

Lu Qiniang was caught off guard and was so frightened that she almost dropped the stick in her hand.

She was inevitably a little unhappy, muttering: "You're scary, scary to death, you are——"

She turned her head, and when she saw the person clearly, she was stunned and couldn't say a word of blame.

In front of her stood an old woman, hunched over, extremely thin, with gray hair.

But her hair was combed neatly, and her clothes, though patched in countless places, were also very clean.

The old woman rubbed the corner of her clothes awkwardly, lowered her head, and did not dare to look at Lu Qiniang.

It can be seen that she mustered up her courage to come up and talk to Lu Qiniang.

"I can do this little bit of work myself." Lu Qiniang sighed, "Auntie, are you having any troubles?"

When she said this, the old woman almost cried.

Lu Qi Niang: "...Don't cry, don't cry."

She had no intention of taking anyone into her home.

Because it's so chaotic now, and she's new to the Northwest, and she has children and Liu Jian at home, so she really doesn't dare to be soft-hearted and pick up someone from her home.

But if you give her food and some money, Lu Qinniang will agree.

Even if it was a liar, she was willing to give it.

——It is to make yourself feel at ease, so that you don’t have to worry about whether it is true or false when you think about it in the future.

With a meal and a handful of money, she can't be poor and the other party can't be rich.

Unexpectedly, the old woman started crying and no matter how we tried to persuade her, she kept crying.

Lu Qin's mother was a little panicked.

"Auntie, please don't cry, don't cry. The neighbors will see it and think I'm bullying you!"

It was obvious that the old woman tried her best to control her emotions, but she really couldn't. It took her nearly a quarter of an hour to calm down a little.

Lu Qin's mother even wondered if she had accumulated tears for half her life and had finally cried them out in front of her.

Could it be that she looks like an old friend of the other party?

After the old woman finished crying, she finally spoke, "Madam, do you know the fifth son of the Zhou family in Beijing? Is the old master of the Zhou family called Zhou Zhishen?"

Lu Qiniang was stunned for a moment, then nodded subconsciously, "Auntie, are you from the Zhou family?"

The old woman started crying again.

Lu Qi Niang: "...Don't cry, please don't cry."

The old woman told the whole story in a halting manner.

Lu Qiniang was so shocked that her eyes almost popped out of her head.

"Your last name is Du? Are you the Fifth Young Master's biological mother?"

Oh my God, how could there be such a coincidence in the world!

In the past, in order to help the Fifth Young Master find his biological mother, Xiao Yan took San Ya to Jinling, but found nothing.

I didn’t expect that the person would be in Changzhou?

What kind of fate made her meet him?

And after asking carefully, I found out that it was because someone had exposed her secrets before, saying that she had an unspeakable relationship with the Fifth Young Master, and the rumor spread everywhere, so Mrs. Du heard about it.

At that time, Lu Qinniang clarified her relationship with the Fifth Young Master, saying that the Fifth Young Master was already the Imperial Censor of the dynasty and had married Jiang Yi. All these words were heard by Du.

Mrs. Du didn't know how she managed to squeeze to the front, not daring to miss a single word.

Knowing that her son was not only alive but also living well, Mrs. Du was happier than anything else.

It seemed as if all the suffering and wandering in my life had been made up for.

She also hesitated for a long time before deciding to come find Lu Qiniang.

Mrs. Du also took out a silver gourd.

No matter how hard or difficult it was, she was reluctant to exchange the silver gourd for money.

This is the last bond between her and her son.

"...This was given to me by the master of the mansion after I gave birth to the fifth son, out of pity for my poor background."

She left one for her son and took the other with her.

"Why didn't you go back to Jinling?" Lu Qiniang asked.

Mrs. Du is in Jinling with her husband and four sons.

"I don't want to go back." Mrs. Du cried until her eyes were red and swollen. "I don't want to go back anymore."

She didn't even dare to recall the suffering she had experienced.

She followed the caravan to the northwest.

In the northwest, she got married, gave birth to a son, and lived a stable life for more than ten years.

But a few years ago, her husband and son died in a sandstorm on the trading route.

The remaining property was taken away by her husband's clan.

Mrs. Du was alone and helpless, and made a living by washing clothes for others.

"...Madam, please, please don't tell the Fifth Young Master. A mother like me would only be a burden to him. Living is worse than death."

She kept repeating, "I shouldn't have come to see you. I shouldn't have come."

But she couldn't control it.

She really wanted to know how her son had been through these years and whether he was doing well now.

A mother's concern for her son is a lifelong worry.