Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 4775

The Zuo family's carriage was galloping along the road.

The coachman drove the carriage steadily, while Zuo Junmo came to the comfortable carriage at the back of the warehouse, and chatted with Mrs. Zuo to relieve fatigue.

It is estimated that the journey back to Huguang County will take nearly four hours. When they arrive at Wanghai County at noon, they will go to a restaurant to have lunch, take a short rest and continue on the road.

After noon, the mother will definitely doze off in the carriage, so during the period before that, it is the filial duty of the son of man to talk to the maid and relieve boredom.

In the carriage, Zuo Junmo took the initiative to chat with Mrs. Zuo, looking at the flashing scenery, fields, and villages outside. It seemed that he was not very interested in seeing his mother, so Zuo Junmo flashed his words and told her I recalled the experience of this trip to Changhuaizhou.

But Mrs. Zuo still looked absent-minded.

"Mother, are you tired?" Zuo Junmo asked.

Mrs. Zuo's heavy eyes fell on Zuo Junmo: "Junmo, it's not that mother is tired, mother is lonely."

Zuo Junmo was startled.

After a while, he smiled, "Yeah, I've been living and eating with so many people these days, especially the girl from Qing'er's family, who is naturally lively and can amuse my mother very much. I just separated, and my mother is a little bit upset." It's human nature to get used to it and feel a little lonely, but it's okay, after my son's business trip to Changhuaizhou is over, he can be a bridesmaid at home with peace of mind, and I won't be going anywhere in the near future."

Mrs. Zuo shook her head: "I'm a little lonely, and you can't fill it up. Mother is getting old, and she likes children to be happy with her."

Zuo Junmo was speechless and couldn't laugh anymore.

The old lady Zuo continued: "Jun Mo, you are a good and filial son. Mother really can't find fault with you, and mother can't bear to force things on you that you don't want to do."

"Don't worry, Mother won't force you to marry again this time."

When he heard Mrs. Zuo's words, Zuo Junmo secretly heaved a sigh of relief, but a deeper sense of guilt also welled up in his heart.

But obviously, Mrs. Zuo had something else to say.

"Jun Mo, mother is getting old and wants a child to be around for fun, go and help mother find some children outside and let me raise them!"

"Looking for a child?" Zuo Junmo was taken aback.

Mrs. Zuo nodded: "Boys and girls don't matter. I went to those places where there was a famine to find those poor children who had no father or mother. When they came back, they were all grown up under the age of five. I put them by my side as grandchildren and raised them for them. A shelter from the wind and rain.”

Zuo Junmo was silent.

This time, he fell into a long silence...

Bring the kids back?
A thing that he had deliberately forgotten suddenly appeared in his mind.

Even though it's been nearly seven years since that event,...

"Jun Mo, why don't you speak? Did your mother's request embarrass you?" Mrs. Zuo asked with a disappointed face.

"Our family does not lack the children to eat. My mother just wants the house to be more lively, and I don't want to be too lonely in the evening. With the children to accompany me, you can feel at ease outside."

"When the time comes, let them be recorded in your name and become your adoptive sons. In the future, when you reach your mother's age, you won't even have someone to talk to, what do you think?"

"I don't want to raise other people's children, I don't want a foster son!" Zuo Junmo said suddenly, frowning.

Mrs. Zuo said: "What's wrong with the adopted son? You have raised the child since he was a child, and if you treat him sincerely, he will naturally treat you as his own father. People exchange hearts for hearts. Look at Qing'er and Dazhi, How well that child is raised, even though he is in Yangzhou, he has family letters back every month, and the love between mother and child is always there..."

Zuo Junmo suddenly interrupted Mrs. Zuo: "Mother just wants a grandson? I'll just bring you one back!"

"Ah?" Mrs. Zuo was stunned.

Zuo Junmo added another sentence: "My own grandson!"

"What?"

The old lady on the left was stunned, she stood up abruptly, her head hit the roof of the carriage directly above her head, the pain made the old lady see stars.

"Mom, how are you? Sit down quickly and let me take a look. It's all my fault, it's my fault..."

Zuo Junmo was in a hurry, and quickly helped Mrs. Zuo sit down.

Mrs. Zuo ignored the pain, tightly grasped Zuo Junmo's hand, and asked in a trembling voice, "What did you just say? Grandson? Your son? My grandson? Are you fooling me?"

Zuo Junmo frowned more and more tightly, "Son, I don't dare to fool around, it's true, my blood!"

Mrs. Zuo was so surprised that she almost cried out, her fingernails were about to bleed from Zuo Junmo's hand.

"When did it happen? Where is the child? Where is the child?" She asked repeatedly.

In the end, under Mrs. Zuo's serious questioning, Zuo Junmo had no choice but to tell Mrs. Zuo the fact that he had an illegitimate child...

"That child should be almost seven years old, or six years old? Five years old? Well, it's almost seven years old. As for which month it was born, I didn't ask carefully... Ouch!"

As soon as Zuo Junmo said a word, his arm was pinched severely by Mrs. Zuo, causing him to gasp in pain.

"You bastard, is this a human language? I don't even know how old my son is? How did you become a father?"

"I never wanted to be that father at all. That child was an accident, an accident, an accident after being drunk!"

Madam Zuo was speechless.

She took a deep breath, trying to suppress the urge to strangle Zuo Junmo to death, "Who is the mother of the child? Tell the truth about the situation."

Zuo Junmo said 'hmm', drooped his head, and talked about the scandal in his life that he most wanted to cover up...

"That was about seven or eight years ago. Once I escorted a batch of goods to Suzhou. I was in a bad mood that night, so I went out for a walk alone."

"I was walking along the Suzhou Creek, and suddenly it started to rain. I had nowhere to hide. A boat was parked on the bank. An old man in a bamboo hat beckoned me to get on the boat to shelter from the rain..."

"You got on the flower boat parked on the Suzhou River?" Mrs. Zuo asked in surprise.

Although her son was able to support the family after he became an adult, she stayed at home and lived in peace, but after all, she had wandered outside in her early years and knew something about the outside world.

There are Goulan courtyards on the ground, a street of brothels, and there are large and small flower boats on the water, all of which are trading flesh and blood in the sensual field.

Thinking of the half of the prostitute's blood flowing on her own grandson, Mrs. Zuo's previous excitement became a little bit colder, and she looked at Zuo Junmo with even more anger!

Zuo Junmo naturally sensed his mother's dissatisfaction, but the topic was off the table, so he could only bite the bullet and continue.

"Mother, that girl is not a prostitute, but she is not a glorious status, she is a widow." Zuo Junmo said.

Old Madam Zuo was stunned. Although she didn't like the status of a widow, a widow is a woman from an ordinary family. It's just that her life is a little bit hard, as long as she isn't one of those laughing people in the world.

(End of this chapter)