Heng'er's life was truly filled with immense suffering.
Her biological father died early, and she remarried, growing up under the strange gaze of others.
Compared to Peng Buwang, this son suffered far more.
She just wanted Peng Buwang, the younger brother, to help Heng'er, the older brother.
"Are you really Peng Buwang's biological mother?" Shang Tian's calm words pierced Lu Shi's heart like a sharp arrow.
"My mother didn't mean anything by it; she just really wanted to avenge my father."
Hearing Lu Heng's high-sounding words, Shang Tian laughed, "Is this how you repay your adoptive father for saving your life?"
Although he knew Peng Buwang didn't covet these things, he still had to seek justice for him.
Not for any other reason than the shared feelings Peng San had for her back then.
The Lu family's hearts are not completely corrupt, but Lu Heng's may not be.
Shang Tian called for people to drive the mother and son away, without specifically instructing anyone to make things difficult for them.
Three days later, when Pingting came to see Su Qian, she said, "The Lu family is now making a living by washing clothes for others. That Lu Heng, tsk tsk..."
Seeing her shake her head, Su Qian paused slightly, her hand still gripping the chicken leg, and asked, "What did he do?"
“He did nothing; he just lived off the Lu family’s support.”
Seeing that Su Qian didn't seem surprised at all, Pingting was astonished. "Did Madam already know?"
Su Qian nodded, "I've heard him curse Peng Buwang to die."
Su Qian was not a talkative person, so her words naturally reached Lu Shi's ears very quickly.
Madam Lu stared blankly at the person washing clothes to the side and asked, "What did you say?"
How could Heng'er curse Bu Wang to die?
They are brothers, blood brothers!
Madam Lu lost all interest in washing clothes. She rushed home with the clothes in her arms, looked at Lu Heng with red eyes, and asked, "Have you been wanting to die for a long time?"
Seeing Lu's appearance, Lu Heng was also startled. "Mother, how could I have such thoughts?"
Who told you that?
That person must be trying to drive a wedge between us.
Hearing Lu Heng say this, Madam Lu finally breathed a sigh of relief, "It's good that you didn't say it, it's good that you didn't say it."
"Heng'er, you must remember this: without your father, my son and I would have died long ago."
"I understand, Mother," Lu Heng said with a grin.
But only he himself knows what he is really thinking.
Sitting next to Lu Heng, Madam Lu began to ramble on about how Peng San had treated her and her son back then, and told him to treat Peng Buwang well.
Lu Heng smiled and agreed to everything. "Mother, now that the Peng family has been taken back, what should we do?"
Mentioning this, Madam Lu stiffened involuntarily. She forced a smile and said, "Everything will be alright once your brother comes back."
"If my younger brother finds out about this, will he still let us come home?"
Will it?
A hint of doubt flashed through Madam Lu's mind, but she quickly dismissed it.
No matter what, Peng Buwang is her own son, so how could she treat them like this?
As the days went by, the weariness of life made Lu Shi grow older and her health deteriorated, and she would fall ill at the drop of a hat.
With food, drink, lodging, transportation, and medical expenses added up, their lives became increasingly difficult.
Looking at the yellowed vegetables on the table, Lu Heng frowned and asked, "Mother, is this all we're going to eat?"
Mrs. Lu paused slightly as she picked up some food. "This is all we can afford."
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