Chapter 72 Lu Hun shook his little head...

Lu Hun shook her head, unwilling to trouble others. "It's okay, sister. I'm not cold. I just need to sit here for a while."

Wei Yin noticed something was wrong. "What's wrong? Did something happen at home?"

Lu Hun still shook his head, refusing to reveal anything to Wei Yin. He carefully pulled his hand away from Wei Yin and continued to sit down in the corner with his head down. Wei Yin vigorously ruffled his hair and, although she was not old herself, said in an adult-like tone, "Little Lu Hun, you are really strange."

Seeing that Lu Hun was still sitting on the ground, patiently letting her rub his head without crying or getting impatient, Wei Yin had no choice but to say, "Get up and give your hand to your sister."

Lu Hun looked at her, then obediently got up; he had been well-behaved since childhood.

Wei Yin first grasped his arm and took off his wet thick clothes. Lu Hun just shivered from the wind and didn't ask any questions, letting her take them off. Then, Wei Yin draped her own white fox fur cloak over him and fastened it for him.

Her clothes were much larger than his, and some of them were dragging on the ground. Lu Hun was afraid that the snow-white and soft cloak would get dirty, so he quickly put his hands on it to hold it up.

Lu Hun looked up in surprise, "Sister, give me your clothes, you'll be cold."

"It's alright." The child's face was pink and soft, and it was covered by a large white fox fur cloak. Wei Yin couldn't help but pinch his face again. "Sister will change into another one when we get back. You put it on properly and don't get it wet again."

Lu Hun carefully observed the Wei family elder sister in front of him.

In Xiao Luhun's memory, the older sister from the Wei family was exceptionally beautiful and always surrounded by many boys, but she had never been so gentle to them.

For the first time, Lu Hun felt that someone other than his grandmother was caring for him and being gentle with him.

He looked at Wei Yin, his two small hands tightly gripping the white fox cloak, which still carried a faint scent of Wei Yin.

Xiao Lu stared at her blankly for a long time.

"Silly boy, why are you looking at your sister like that?" Wei Yin had been feeling down for days, but at this moment, she couldn't help but smile at the little guy's dazed and obedient appearance. She bent down and pinched his little nose. "Do you like your sister?"

Xiao Luhun blushed shyly.

Lu Hun lowered his head, sat back down, and took out the now cold and hard meat pie from his pocket. He originally wanted to give it to Wei Yin, but there was absolutely no way Wei Yin would eat it, so he had no choice but to take small bites himself.

"Don't eat this," Wei Yin said with a smile. "Come with your sister, and I'll take you to eat something else."

Lu Hun was pulled away by her.

We arrived at the courtyard of Wei's grandfather.

Wei Yin explained in a low voice, "Sister's mother has passed away, and the main kitchen is too busy. Sister will take you to see what food is available in her grandfather's small kitchen."

Lu Hun listened and gently squeezed Wei Yin's hand in return.

He hesitated for a moment, then whispered, "Sister, don't be too sad. Your mother certainly wouldn't want you to be upset."

Wei Yin's eyes reddened, and she ignored his attempts to comfort her.

Wei Yin instructed the kitchen staff to make a bowl of noodle soup for Lu Hun using the leftover chicken soup that Old Master Wei had eaten that evening.

In addition to chicken broth, the noodle soup was topped with a large spoonful of tenderly stewed chicken.

Wei Yin handed the chopsticks to Lu Hun, who then ate the bowl of hot noodles while clinging to the table, which was taller than him. After that, Lu Hun did not want to bother Wei Yin any longer and insisted on leaving to go home.

When Lu Hun left the Wei residence, the rain had stopped. Holding an umbrella and wearing a cloak, he hesitated as he walked towards the Lu family home.

He thought, "At this hour, my father probably won't be paying attention to me anymore."

Lu Hun secretly returned to the Lu family. Lu Mingli was still dealing with Madam Lu's funeral arrangements. Madam Lu tried to persuade her son in a tactful way to let Lu Hun come home, but Lu Mingli refused to budge and looked at her with hatred, wishing that Lu Hun would never come back.

Seeing this, Lu Hun dared not go in again and silently left the dead-end alley, carefully walking alone on the street wrapped in a cloak.

As Lu Hun approached a restaurant, he bumped into a noblewoman who was hurriedly leading a maid. Lu Hun looked up and immediately recognized the noblewoman as his birth mother, Madam He.

When he was very young, Lu Mingli took him to see Madam He without any concealment and told Lu Hun that Madam He was his biological mother and asked him to leave with Madam He.

Madam He was carrying a food box, from which wafted a distinct milky aroma, likely from some kind of cheese. As Madam He approached, she was talking to the maid behind her.

“Wenqing has always been kept by the old master’s side. Now that I’ve finally managed to get him to come to my room and keep me company for two days, I remember he loves this place’s osmanthus cheese the most. I’d better take it back for him to try.”

The maid said, "Madam bought it herself. The eldest young master will be very happy to see her later. Let's go back quickly. Maybe the old master has already sent the eldest young master back."

As Madam He was speaking, she unexpectedly bumped into someone, and the food box in her hand was knocked away. She was instantly furious, fearing that her son's favorite cheese would be ruined.

"What's wrong with you, kid? You're walking around like a headless fly!"

Lu Hun stared at her with his small, expressionless face.

Madam He also saw Lu Hun in front of her.

She was stunned for a while, seemingly not expecting it at all. Then, without thinking, she instructed the maid beside her: "Quickly check if the cheese is broken. If it is gone, go back and buy another bowl. If it is still there, go back to the mansion and send it to Wenqing."

"It's still here." The maid didn't think much of it. "Then this servant will go back to the young master first."

After the maid left, the mother and son stood facing each other. Fearing that there would be too many people on the street and too much gossip, Madam He quickly pulled him aside and asked, "Hun'er, why are you out so late?"

Before Lu Hun could say anything, Madam He continued, "No need to say anything, it was your father and his wife giving you attitude again, wasn't it?"

Lu Hun frowned slightly. "My mother has never made things difficult for me."

Madam He sneered, "You're quite something, calling her 'Mother' so affectionately, yet she never pays you any attention."

Lu Hun lowered his head.

Madam He looked at the child in front of her, a small, lonely child wrapped in a white cloak on the dark street. After all, he was her own flesh and blood, and her attitude softened a little for once. "Good boy, I won't say anything to her. What exactly happened to you? Did Lu Mingli kick you out? It's okay, I'll take you back to settle accounts with him."

Lu Hun remained emotionless, refusing to move or call out to her.

Madam He paused, then took his hand and smiled ingratiatingly, "My dear, it's not that your mother doesn't want to keep you by her side. You know, I'm someone else's wife, and so is your elder brother. If my in-laws find out about your background, what will happen to your mother and brother? So please be good, okay? I'll send you back to your father's place, and tomorrow I'll have someone send you some good food, alright?"

Lu Hun coldly pushed her hand away, "Don't worry, I'm not going to find you, I'm going to stay by your side."

Mrs. He chuckled awkwardly, "Then what are you doing...?"

“My mother passed away during childbirth.” Lu Hun said in a low voice. “My father didn’t want to see me and wouldn’t let me go back, so my grandmother told me to walk around outside first.”

"Really, he's so mean." Madam He frowned. "How old are you? How can he let you go out alone like this? What if you run into bad people?"

Lu Hun pursed his lips and remained silent.

"Alright, alright." Madam He sighed. "You can stay at my place tonight. I'll take you back tomorrow. But you must remember, my soul, you must never tell anyone about your background, and you must never call me 'mother,' understand?"

Lu Hun said calmly, "I won't call you that either."

Madam He knew she had let her youngest son down, but she didn't take it too seriously. Instead, she was relieved by his thoughtfulness and didn't worry about him being exposed. So she took Lu Hun's hand and returned to the He residence.

Lu Hun had nowhere else to go, so even though he was unwilling, he had no choice but to go with her.

The He family originated from Huangzhou. At this time, the old master of the He family was serving in the capital, so he brought the whole family to live in the capital. He Wenqing was personally raised by the old master until later, when the old master retired and left the capital to return to Huangzhou.

Madam He brought Lu Hun to the He family home. He Wenqing hadn't come over from Old Master He's place yet. Madam He breathed a sigh of relief and gave Lu Hun some instructions.

"If Wenqing comes back later, don't appear in front of him. Let him know, understand?"

Lu Hun hummed in agreement.

"My good boy, Hun'er." Madam He subconsciously reached out to touch his hair, but Lu Hun dodged away. Madam He could only say, "You will stay in the small room next to your mother's. Don't go out. If you need anything, just tell your mother when you come to find you. By the way, Hun'er, have you had dinner yet?"

It was only then that she remembered this matter.

Lu Hun thought of the bowl of noodles that Sister Wei had given him, and his expression softened. "I've already eaten."

Madam He stopped paying attention to him, because at that moment, a man who caught the mother and son off guard walked in from outside. He was a young man of about thirty years old, with a good appearance and a noble demeanor, but he carried a strong smell of alcohol and rouge. Lu Hun did not recognize him and just stared blankly, not daring to speak.

"My lord?" Madam He asked in alarm, "Why have you come tonight?"

It turns out this is Madam He's husband, He Wenqing's father, He's father.

He's father gave her a few cold glances, then casually pulled out a chair and sat down. "The old man said I was being unreasonable, so he sent me to your room to see you."

Madam He paid no attention to her father's words and quietly used her body to shield Xiao Lu's soul.

But her little action was immediately noticed by Mr. He. He became interested and told Mrs. He to move aside. Mrs. He was unwilling, but Mr. He angrily told her to leave, and Mrs. He had no choice but to step back.

He's father saw Lu Hun and squatted down in front of him, looking at him for a long time.

Madam He said uneasily, "This child is the son of a lady I know. I thought he was well-behaved, so I invited him to stay at the mansion for one night and talk to me. Young master, is that not alright?"

Mr. He seemed not to be listening to Mrs. He's explanation at all, but was staring at Lu Hun with great seriousness and interest.

Madam He, standing behind her, was filled with unease.

However, He's father laughed and said, "This child really looks like you and that Mr. Lu who came to teach He Wenqing before."

Madam He's heart leaped into her throat. "My lord, what are you saying..."

"It's alright." Father He chuckled again. "Let it be like that, it's up to you. If you want more children like that, I won't stop you. As long as Madam is happy, that's all that matters. I just hope that Madam won't interfere with me."