Chapter 2 Lou Yansui, the Fourth Young Master

"With so many women in Haicheng, why did the Marshal choose to let her into the family?"

While Mao Mao was happily eating cookies, the three concubines in the living room were also puzzled.

Before Xia Xiaoxiang arrived, they had already thoroughly investigated the mother and daughter's background.

An orphan and widowed mother from the countryside, living in a slum in the south of the city, were illiterate. Before coming to the Lou family, Xia Xiaoxiang worked as a factory worker. Apart from being relatively young and pretty, she had nothing remarkable about her.

But Haicheng has plenty of young and beautiful women. What could a divorced man with a child possibly have to do with the warlord?

The third concubine moved to sit next to the first wife and asked her, "The commander-in-chief is going to bring people in, but he really didn't say anything else?"

The first wife laughed and said, "What can I say? She saved the General's life. Now that she's in, she's family. Just live a good life."

Third concubine: "How can we not repay a life-saving grace? We give money and a favor, and now we have to bring the person home? I don't think we can live a good life like this."

“I think her daughter is very cute,” the second concubine suddenly interjected.

The four of them fell silent.

They all remembered the loud "Mother" they had just heard.

Marshal Lou had one legal wife and three concubines, as well as four sons. All four sons were born to the legal wife, while the three concubines had never given birth to any children.

The four young masters of the Lou family have all grown up and have their own careers to attend to. They are not as close as they were when they were children. The wives are usually lonely at home and can only entertain the cats and dogs.

Suddenly, a little child of about three years old appeared, with delicate features and a sweet smile, calling out "Mother" in a childish voice that was so endearing that it softened one's heart instantly.

Even the most sharp-tongued third concubine suddenly stopped talking.

Just then, a loud "thump" came from upstairs, as if something heavy had fallen to the ground.

The first wife's expression changed, and she immediately stood up: "Ah Sui!"

...

Lou Yansui lay sprawled on the ground, her chest heaving violently.

With trembling arms, he propped himself up, his heavy body straining to sit up. Even this simple action took all his strength, and he leaned weakly against the bedside.

Large beads of sweat rolled down his forehead. Lou Yansui punched his own leg in frustration, his handsome young face filled with humiliation.

His once strong and healthy legs were now like a lump of mud, numb and powerless, becoming a heavy burden on him.

Unable to walk, he was a useless piece of trash.

"Brother, why are you hitting yourself?"

Suddenly, a tender, childlike voice came from the side.

Lou Yansui looked up and saw a fluffy little head peeking out of the doorway, its big, dark eyes looking curiously inside.

Lou Yansui was taken aback: "Who are you?"

When did his family get a new child?

Mao Mao proudly introduced herself, puffing out her little belly: "I'm Mao Mao!"

Lou Yansui: "..."

Who is Mao Mao?

But the little girl had already walked in as if she knew the place well. She was short, with short legs, and walked with a waddling gait, like a chubby penguin, her little tuft of hair trembling.

Before Lou Yansui could react, the little penguin had already walked up to him.

Mao Mao plopped down next to him, letting out a long breath. It seemed that the short walk had exhausted all her strength, and she could barely sit still, leaning against her older brother.

Like a soft marshmallow, it smells milky, is warm and fluffy, and is incredibly soft.

Lou Yansui did not push her away.

What are you doing in my house?

“My mother brought me here.”

Who is your mother?

“A mother is a mother,” Mao Mao said matter-of-factly.

Lou Yansui: "..."

He rephrased his question: "What are you doing at my house?"

“Mother is here to be my...mother.” Mao Mao tried hard to recall her mother’s words, and nodded firmly with her chubby chin: “Mother said that Mao Mao is here to be her daughter!”

Lou Yansui had some recollection of him.

He seemed to have heard the maid mention that a new concubine was about to enter the household.

So this child is the little sister that the fourth concubine brought in?

Lou Yansui has only three older brothers and no younger sister. It was the first time that such a young child had shown him such affection, which felt quite novel.

A pair of chubby little hands touched his legs. Lou Yansui's legs were numb, and it took her a while to notice as she rubbed them: "What are you doing?"

"I'll let my brother touch it," Mao Mao said obediently. "Touching it will make it stop hurting."

Lou Yansui's expression froze. He grabbed her small hand and denied it outright: "I'm not in pain."

"But it was just hit." Mao Mao shrank her neck and said with a look of lingering fear, "Every time my mother hits my bottom, it hurts so much. Mao Mao will rub it for you, and your leg won't hurt anymore."

"Don't touch it!"

How can he be in pain?

His legs were already useless, and he couldn't feel any pain anymore.

Lou Yansui realized something was wrong after she shouted it out.

Even if he was full of resentment and sadness, he shouldn't have taken his anger out on an innocent child.

Looking down, he saw the child in front of him, stunned by his shout, looking completely bewildered.

Lou Yansui immediately felt guilty, "I'm sorry..."

"Brother, don't be upset." Mao Mao looked down and rummaged through her pockets, pulling out half a cookie and reluctantly handing it over: "Here you go."

This is what the First Madam just gave to Mao Mao.

It was the first time she had ever tasted something so delicious that she couldn't bear to finish it all at once, saving half a piece to enjoy next time. Now, she generously shared it.

Mao Mao stared longingly at the cookies, swallowing hard. "Brother, these are delicious."

Lou Yansui looked at the bite marks on the edge of the biscuit: "..." Actually, he didn't really want it either.

"You eat it yourself, I'm not hungry."

Mao Mao shook her head: "Brother will be happy when he eats delicious food."

Lou Yansui put it another way: "I don't like this."

Mao Mao was stunned.

She stared at the older boy in front of her with her mouth agape, her face full of disbelief.

Mao Mao couldn't believe it. This cookie was so delicious, how could anyone not like it?

She panicked: "It...it's delicious!"

"What's so special about this?" Lou Yansui shook her head, teasing her as she watched her anxious expression, her little tufts of hair almost sticking up. "Have you ever eaten chocolate? It came from the Westerners, and it's sweeter than sugar. There's also cream cake, the cream is as white as snow, and the cake underneath is so soft and fluffy. Western restaurants also have milk pudding, ice cream..."

Mao Mao has never eaten such good things before!

Just hearing his description made her lips sparkle, and her little face was filled with longing.

Lou Yan was overjoyed: "You want to eat it?"

Mao Mao nodded vigorously.

The little tuft of hair on his head was so big it was almost blurry.

Lou Yansui: "Then I..."

"Ah Sui, Ah Sui!" The First Madam rushed over in a panic, pushing open the door: "Are you alright?"

Upon seeing the scene inside, the first wife was stunned.

Her fourth son sat on the floor with the little girl who had just come to the house, and he had a smile on his face that he hadn't seen in a long time.