"Go investigate!" Futu felt he needed to rest.
It's really hard on him to worry about his father not being popular and how he will live a lonely old age. He's just a child!
Lu Wujiu left the room.
He was quick and efficient; if he stayed in the child's room any longer, he might beat his son.
The moment he pushed open the door, Lu Wujiu saw Su Jiaoniang changing the bandages for the black dog in the courtyard.
Su Jiaoniang turned around and met Lu Wujiu's face. Her eyes widened, and shock flashed in them.
Before I could say anything, the person in front of me suddenly disappeared.
As if nothing had ever happened and no one had been seen, the empty courtyard was empty except for her and a dog, staring at the door of Futu's room.
Su Jiaoniang took a deep breath, walked over and knocked.
"Why haven't you left yet..." Futu said, raising his worried little head.
"Mother?" Upon seeing Su Jiaoniang, her worry instantly turned into shock.
What is it?
Su Jiaoniang stared at the pagoda and asked, "Who came just now?"
“No one came, it was just me.” Fu Tu pursed his lips and stared intently at Su Jiao Niang with his dark eyes.
Su Jiaoniang chuckled and said, "Go to bed early. If you sleep late, you won't grow tall."
Futu stared wide-eyed, lay down on the bed, and immediately closed his eyes.
After closing the door, Su Jiaoniang's gaze fell on the dog in the yard. She wasn't blind, nor would she doubt her own eyes; she had indeed seen a figure flash by just now.
That face was extremely similar to that of a Buddha statue.
Is it Lu Laosan?
The person who, on her wedding night, was too shy to open her eyes to look at?
Has that person come back now?
Why don't you come out to see her? Did you disappear for several years and start a family elsewhere?
As for why he secretly contacted the Buddha, was it because he had not yet given birth to a son?
Is this script a bit melodramatic?
However, Su Jiaoniang did not want to rule out this possibility.
Of course, she wouldn't assume the worst about someone without careful consideration.
The specific situation needs to be analyzed on a case-by-case basis; we will know the answer later.
Su Jiaoniang stroked the black dog's neck, lost in thought. She hadn't forgotten that she was now playing the role of someone madly infatuated with her dead husband.
In this state, if she knew that Lu Laosan was still alive...
It should be exciting and exhilarating.
Feeling anxious and panicked.
No, she has to pretend she doesn't know.
If that person doesn't appear in front of her, she treats him as if he's dead.
If things change in the future, she can make new plans. Having spent so much time with the children, she has come to regard them as her own.
If Lu Laosan were to fight her for the child.
This won't work!
Taking a deep breath, Su Jiaoniang felt that Futu's life was now a world apart from the novel she had once read, but...
Based on her experience watching melodramatic dramas and reading melodramatic novels, she believes that every world has its own ability to correct its mistakes.
Only when Futu grows up, gets married, and becomes a responsible man under her watchful eye can she feel at ease.
I. The night passed.
The next morning, Lu Wujiu pushed open the door and walked out of the room.
Upon seeing Su Jiaoniang stretching her waist in the courtyard, the woman turned and walked towards the kitchen the moment her gaze fell on her.
Madam Feng slowly walked out of her room.
Holding the sewn down jacket in her hand, she told Su Jiaoniang and headed towards the county town.
Wearing the down jacket, she felt very warm. With the New Year approaching, she needed to give her son a gift.
Down jackets are warm, lightweight, and stylish.
The clothes fit the child perfectly.
Madam Feng walked out of the gate and saw people working in the open space across the street. These people were villagers hired by the village chief. They were not good at building any exquisite Jiangnan-style courtyards.
However, since it's built in the village, it doesn't need to be too elaborate.
As long as it's comfortable and pleasant, that's fine. If there's a clean toilet and a room specifically for showering, that would be even better.
Fortunately, the villagers had experience in building rooms for Su Jiaoniang before. They didn't know how to make anything too fancy, but they wouldn't forget what they had done before. They made a set according to the format of Su Jiaoniang's room.
Madam Feng glanced at it as she passed by, then put on her cloak and headed towards the county town.
She walked to the inn and waited for a short while before seeing Cai Ke.
Cai Ke's face was flushed, but his hands and feet were cold. His eyes lit up the moment he saw Madam Feng.
“Mother,” Cai Ke said, breaking the silence in the room.
Madam Feng smiled; the scars on her face had faded somewhat. The secret medicine Rong Zhen had obtained from the palace couldn't have been completely ineffective, but she still wasn't as beautiful as before. She looked at Cai Ke and asked, "How are you? What time have you been eating lately, and what have you been eating? Have you been listening to your teacher? How are your studies going?"
Cai Ke replied to each one.
I noticed the package that Madam Feng was carrying.
Curiosity flashed in his eyes.
Madam Feng opened the package and helped Cai Ke put on the down jacket inside: "It smells so good, it's so warm and cozy, and it's so lightweight. I made it for you myself, don't you like it?"
"I like it!" Cai Ke put on the feather clothes.
He looked at Madam Feng and said, "Father will be back soon. Would you like to see him?"
"Yes, don't worry about it. I'll think of a fair solution. You're still young, so all you need to do is grow up happily, play happily, and learn happily."
A smile appeared in Cai Ke's eyes.
Where is there joy in anything related to learning?
Sitting in the private room, the waiter quickly brought out steaming hot dumplings, and the two of them ate a serving together.
Madam Feng said, "Would you like to eat hot pot? You're too young to eat anything too spicy, but you can try pork tripe hot pot."
“Okay!” Cai Ke nodded and put down his chopsticks.
He's already full from eating dumplings, but it's nice to be able to sit together and chat.
The hot pot restaurant was considered worthless by his grandmother and aunt, who said it was mixed with excrement. But he didn't believe them. His classmates had all eaten there and all said it was delicious.
Now someone is taking him along.
Cai Ke glanced at Madam Feng's retreating figure.
Children still need a mother.
But... sighing inwardly, Xiao Cai Ke felt that he had grown a lot.
Sometimes adults can be really difficult to deal with!
Walking into the hot pot restaurant, I saw steaming pots and people sitting together.
Cai Ke's eyes sparkled.
He seemed to find everything new and interesting.
This made Madam Feng feel somewhat sad.
Her misfortune will ultimately reduce the happiness of her children.
Cai Ke suddenly said, "Grandma seems to want to start a hot pot business too, right there."
Cai Ke pointed to the restaurant across the street that was under renovation. The two restaurants were on opposite sides of the same road, and the rivalry between them was palpable.
"Make hot pot?" Madam Feng frowned.
She understands better than anyone the difficulties of doing business, especially in the restaurant industry.
The reason why the hot pot business is so good is because Su Niangzi has a unique recipe, and chili peppers play a key role in it.
What is the Cai family planning to do?
Stealing chili peppers?
Otherwise, failure is inevitable.
The Cai family won't admit defeat so easily!
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