Chapter 83 Lu Nianjun
Lu Xing's eldest brother died when he was a teenager. Now, decades have passed, and the younger people in the village don't even know that such a person existed.
So when a down-and-out uncle appeared at the entrance of the village and told people that he was Lu Hongjun's son, no one realized that it was the name of Lu Xing's brother and thought he had come to the wrong village.
Fortunately, Lu Zhengde had heard his mother mention this name several times and had some impression of it, so he didn't chase the person away.
When Lu Xing heard this, her first reaction was that he was a liar. After all, her eldest brother died before he had the chance to get married, so how could he have had any children?
But she still decided to go and take a look. No matter what, the person who could tell her brother's name at least knew something.
A large group of people gathered at the entrance of the village, all there to watch the fun. Many of them didn't know that Lu Xing had a brother.
The children have a holiday during Bailu, so it is not suitable to go to school at this time.
When Lu Xing came over, she saw a group of people surrounding a man who claimed to be her nephew, asking him questions.
"Nephew, why are you looking for Lu Hongjun? Are you really his son? Do you have any evidence?"
"Nephew, where are you from? How did you find us?"
"Nephew, what do you do? Are you married? Do you have children? Why don't you bring your family with you?"
Lu Nianjun was surrounded by a group of people, and his father had not shown up yet. He lowered his head and silently expressed his attitude of not wanting to communicate.
But this obviously couldn't stop the aunts' enthusiasm for gossip.
If they hadn't seen his large build, the ladies would have probably attacked him directly.
They were all very old. Lu Nianjun was a ruthless man who used his hands rather than his words outside, but when he arrived in Xiaoshi Village and met this group of elderly grandmothers, he didn't dare to move at all, for fear that one of the elderly people would fall.
There were some people younger than him who obviously wanted to watch the fun, but were too embarrassed to speak up, so they could only peek over and listen to what the aunts were asking.
He waited and waited but no one showed up. He was tired of being surrounded by the aunts, so he just pulled a young man over and asked, "Where is Lu Hongjun's home?"
The young man had just learned that Lu Hongjun was Grandma Lu Xing's brother, so he subconsciously pointed towards the cemetery and asked, "That should be it?"
After realizing he was pointing at the wrong place, he immediately corrected himself and pointed at Lu Xing's house, "No, no, that's it."
He pointed in two directions at once, and Lu Nianjun was too lazy to ask which one was real, so he prepared to go and check both sides out.
As he walked out, he carefully pushed people aside, but ended up bumping into Lu Xing who was trying to squeeze in.
The impact was so strong that Lu Xing could hardly stand. The key point was that there were several old ladies next to her who were about the same age as her. If she relied on others, she might get hurt if she fell.
Just when she was worried that she might fall, she found herself being lifted up.
Yes, it was brought up.
The old lady's frailty was obviously beyond Lu Nianjun's imagination. He originally wanted to help her, but ended up using too much force.
Looking at the strange middle-aged man in front of him, Lu Xing said quietly, "Are you Lu Hongjun's son?"
"Well, you are?"
"Lu Hongjun's sister."
Lu Nianjun felt like he was rescued. "Then you are my aunt. Where is my dad?"
This is really strange. Looking at him, it seems that he doesn't know that Lu Hongjun is dead. But this reaction doesn't seem like that of a liar.
"System, can you scan and see if he and I are related?"
[Host, since they are not direct relatives, our scan results may not be accurate. The possibility that they are related to you is not very high.]
"It's okay, it's a reference."
She already had her suspicions, and now she had just added some more evidence to support her suspicions.
There are too many people here watching the fun now, and it’s not a place to talk about things.
Lu Xing felt that even if he was a liar, he would take action after deceiving her, so there should be no risk in bringing him home now.
"What's the matter? Let's go home and talk about it."
Lu Nianjun didn't want to stay here either, so he agreed very quickly, "Okay."
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As soon as Lu Nianjun entered the house, he asked, "Aunt, my dad is not home?"
"Lu Hongjun? He died a long time ago."
Lu Nianjun was stunned for a moment, but considering his father's age, it seemed normal. "When did he die?"
"17."
This was a number that was beyond Lu Nianjun's expectations. He had thought it was in the last two years.
His mother was in love with Lu Hongjun when she was young, and then one day, he disappeared.
His mother waited for a long time, but Lu Hongjun never came back.
Although his mother always said that Lu Hongjun was a good man and would not do such a thing, Lu Nianjun always believed for many years that it was his father who abandoned his mother.
Unexpectedly, he died in an accident.
"When he died, he didn't even have a wife. How do you prove that you're my brother's son?"
"He's not married?"
He had thought about looking for Lu Hongjun over the years, but his mother was always worried that he had a new family and didn't want to disturb others.
So it wasn't until his mother passed away that he decided to come find Lu Hongjun.
He brought a black and white photo, which was a photo of Lu Hongjun and his mother. It was also the only proof that they had been together. The photo was well preserved.
Both young people are smiling happily in the photo.
Because Lu Xing's family had many children, they were very poor when they were young. When her brother died, he did not leave any photos, and there was only his name on the tombstone.
This photo reminded her of the first time her brother made money. He brought home half a pound of meat and everyone was so happy.
Lu Xing touched the photo, feeling nostalgic, "This is indeed my brother."
Photos cannot be faked.
Lu Nianjun's mother might have really been with her brother.
"Where's your mother?"
"He's also dead."
The room fell silent for a moment, and neither of them knew what to say.
Lu Xing originally thought that the other party was a liar, but after seeing this photo, she was not so sure anymore.
Seeing Lu Xing silent, Lu Nianjun was afraid that she would misunderstand his intentions, so he quickly explained, "I'm not here to steal the inheritance or anything, and I'm not a liar."
“I’m here to give you this photo.”
"These are their wedding photos. My mom kept both of them, intending to use them when my dad finished his business and came back to get the marriage certificate. I never expected that we would get them."
"Later, my mother was afraid that Lu Hongjun would have a new family, so she didn't agree with my idea of finding someone else."
"She passed away last year, so I thought of looking for my dad and returning the photo to him if he still remembered my mom."
"I didn't expect he had passed away. I was the one who disturbed him."
Lu Nianjun had no thoughts or feelings about this father whom he had never met. After hearing that he had died very early, he could only sigh that fate had played a trick on him and had no other thoughts.
He didn't know how to get along with Lu Xing, this strange aunt.
Now that the photos have been delivered, he just wants to leave quickly.
Lu Hongjun had been dead for so long that Lu Xing's intense grief had been diluted by time, and now it hardly caused any waves.
When she saw the black and white photo, she was a little happy that there would finally be a photo on her brother's tombstone.
As for Lu Nianjun, who brought the photos, Lu Xing had already recognized him as his nephew. Seeing that he was about to leave after speaking, he hurried to keep him, "It's not easy for you to come here. It's so late and the bus to the county town has stopped. Stay here for a night before leaving."
"I'll make you something to eat."
She turned and went into the kitchen, preparing to make some soy sauce noodles for Lu Nianjun, as her brother used to like it.
Lu Nianjun couldn't say no, and he was too embarrassed to just sit outside, so he simply went into the kitchen to help Lu Xing.
It was his first time using a clay stove, and he was not very skilled at lighting the fire, so his hands were rubbed black.
Fortunately, you don’t need to control the temperature, just throw the firewood in and burn it.
After finishing the heavy topic, Lu Xing began to care about the life of his eldest nephew.
"Nianjun, what are you doing outside now? Are you married?"
"I used to be a boxer, but now I'm retired. Two years ago, my wife divorced me and ran away with the kids."
Boxing is not a serious job and is prone to injuries. If Lu Nianjun had no other choice, he would not do this.
When he talked about this, his voice was muffled.
Even though Lu Xing thought he was usually good at responding to conversations, he was speechless for a moment.
"So you live alone now?"
"Um."
The noodles are ready.
Lu Xing simply stopped trying to find a topic and just let Lu Nianjun eat noodles.
She put two fried eggs in it.
Lu Nianjun ate very full.
After walking for such a long time, he seemed to taste the familiar taste again.
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