A charming widow in her 70s married a factory manager and raised his children.

"help me……"

The woman's voice was gentle and soft, with a slightly tactile quality.

Lu Congyue's heart pounded like thunder as he heard the woman utter the two words he most wanted to hear: "sucking..."

The baby's little mouth moved as he drank milk, and somehow it turned into him.

Before my eyes was a field of snow-white, soft skin, and beside my ears were the timid cries of pain from a woman, like the meows of a cat.

Chaos, utter chaos.

Lu Congyue struggled to open his eyes. Everything in the dream vanished like flowing water, leaving only darkness before him.

He breathed heavily, feeling his entire body drenched in sweat, especially a certain spot...

Damn it!

Lu Congyue cursed, once again loathing this feeling of being out of control.

He sat up, lit the kerosene lamp, took out his clothes to change, then forcefully ripped off the bed sheet and took it out to wash.

When Zhuang Qingxiang and her three children woke up, it was already broad daylight.

She squinted and reacted for a while before getting up. She saw that the two babies next to her were also awake. Surprisingly, they weren't crying; they were kicking their chubby little legs and laughing.

Zhuang Qingxiang was in a great mood.

"Our Donghua and Chenglin are both so well-behaved."

Zhuang Qingxiang kissed Xiao Qianyue, then, seeing her looking on with envy, hugged her and gave her a kiss as well.

"Yueyue's awake too? So sweet! Let's get up, what does Yueyue want to eat today?"

Little Qian Yue immediately beamed with joy, her eyes crinkling into crescent moons: "Yueyue wants to eat eggs."

"Okay, then we'll have boiled eggs for breakfast this morning!" Zhuang Qingxiang made the decision.

When I came out of the inner room, I saw that the wire bed in the outer room had been put away in the corner, and there was no one in the room. Director Lu must have already gone to work.

Zhuang Qingxiang didn't have a watch and didn't know what time it was. She felt a little ashamed that she had gotten up later than her host.

She remembered her mother saying that when her mother worked as a servant in the farm, she had to get up before dawn to work on the stove, and when the master woke up, she had to bring him warm water to wash up and then set out breakfast for him to enjoy.

It seems that ever since she started working at Factory Director Lu's house, she has never worked as hard as her mother.

If my mother were still alive, she would definitely say that she met a good family.

Zhuang Qingxiang went to the kitchen to make breakfast and found that the rice porridge was already cooked and was being kept warm in the pot, with two boiled eggs in a bowl next to it.

Zhuang Qingxiang felt ashamed that she had let her host family cook for her!

The sound of a child crying came from inside the house. Zhuang Qingxiang quickly scooped some rice oil into the house to feed the child, and then told Xiao Qianyue to go to the kitchen to eat breakfast by herself.

The two children stopped crying and fussing as soon as they had food, babbling as if they were having a chat, which made Zhuang Qingxiang want to laugh.

Xiao Qianyue looked after the two children, while Zhuang Qingxiang was busy washing diapers and clothes, cleaning, watering the vegetable garden, and feeding the chickens...

At noon, she noticed that Lu Congyue's clothes and sheets were dry, so she brought them inside and folded them neatly on a chair.

Just as I finished my work, the door was pushed open from the outside. It was Lu Congyue returning from the cafeteria with food.

"The cafeteria made clear broth meatballs today, and I brought some back with me." Lu Congyue placed two aluminum lunchboxes on the table. "They also made braised winter melon. But the cafeteria's winter melon might not be as good as yours."

Although he didn't show much expression when he spoke, his tone was relatively gentle.

Zhuang Qingxiang breathed a sigh of relief, not daring to recall her incoherent ramblings from last night, and hurriedly asked, "Is there anything else you need me to do?"

"No need, I'll just take two bowls and get two servings of rice."

Lu Congyue took two more large bowls and left.

Zhuang Qingxiang remembered his large appetite and was worried that it wouldn't be enough. Seeing that there were still enough eggs, she stir-fried a plate of cucumber and eggs, and then put a plate of pickled vegetable shreds on the table. She estimated that it should be enough for them.

However, after this meal, I'll have to go back to the village to exchange for some eggs.

The eggs laid by the hen in the yard were clearly not enough for everyone.

Zhuang Qingxiang was worried. She didn't want to go to Dongya Village to exchange eggs, fearing that she would run into her unreasonable former mother-in-law again.

Soon, Lu Congyue returned. Seeing that Zhuang Qingxiang had cooked another dish, he didn't say anything, washed his hands, and sat down to eat.

Zhuang Qingxiang hesitated between going inside to see the child and sitting down to eat.

She prefers to go inside and see the children.

Yes, she should go inside to check on the child, so as to avoid...

"What are you standing there for? Sit down and eat!" Lu Congyue frowned slightly.

Zhuang Qingxiang plopped down, chuckling awkwardly as she called to her daughter, "Yueyue, dinner's ready."

The two adults and one child ate quietly. Little Qian Yue sensed that something was wrong and didn't even dare to call him "Uncle," just burying her head in her food.

Zhuang Qingxiang would only eat without looking up or saying a word.

This atmosphere made Lu Congyue even more upset, so he quickly finished his meal and went back to work at the factory.

As soon as he left, Zhuang Qingxiang and Xiao Qianyue both breathed a sigh of relief.

"Mom, what's wrong with Uncle? He seems unhappy," Xiao Qianyue asked timidly.

Zhuang Qingxiang smiled reassuringly, "Uncle is very busy. Maybe something's going on at the factory? It's definitely not because of Yueyue, so Yueyue doesn't need to worry about anything, okay?"

Xiao Qianyue nodded, then asked, "How can I make Uncle happy? I want to make Uncle happy."

Zhuang Qingxiang thought for a moment and said, "Then let's do more work, and Uncle will definitely be happy."

"Okay!" Xiao Qianyue replied cheerfully, "Then I'll go out and catch some bugs for the chickens to eat. When the chickens are full, they'll lay lots and lots of eggs!"

"Great, Yueyue is really capable," Zhuang Qingxiang said with a smile.

As long as she didn't leave the dormitory area, everything would be fine, so Zhuang Qingxiang felt at ease. She sent Xiao Qianyue out to find bugs after she woke up from her afternoon nap.

Zhuang Qingxiang also waited at home for Tian Pandi.

After the treatment, Zhuang Qingxiang asked, "Auntie, I haven't had a fever anymore, can I breastfeed now?"

"Have your eldest daughter suck it out again, that should do the trick," Tian Pandi suggested after estimating the time. "I'll come again tomorrow, and you'll be completely fine."

"Thank you, Auntie." Zhuang Qingxiang thanked her gratefully and put on her clothes.

Tian Pandi looked her over and thought to herself that this woman was really good-looking, with a good figure and good breasts. Based on her years of experience, this was a standard body that was suitable for childbearing.

"Comrade Zhuang, don't think I'm being too talkative. Don't you have any plans for raising two children all by yourself?" Tian Pandi asked.

"Huh? What are your plans?" Zhuang Qingxiang was taken aback.

"Oh, what other plans do you have? Of course, it's to remarry," Tian Pandi said with a smile. "Although it's a bit difficult for you to remarry in your situation, it's not like you can't get married. If you're interested, your aunt will introduce you to a reliable one."

Zhuang Qingxiang never expected that someone would want to introduce her to a potential partner so soon after her husband's death.

"Auntie, I don't have that idea for now..."

"How can that be? It's so hard for a woman to raise two children alone. Let me tell you, there's always gossip around a widow's house. Instead of finding a man, you're going to work as a nanny at Director Lu's house. He's unmarried, and I don't know how many people will talk behind your back."

Tian Pandi spoke with great enthusiasm, looking worried for Zhuang Qingxiang, "Little Zhuang, let me remind you, someone like Factory Director Lu is not someone you can aspire to."