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

Zhuang Qingxiang was even more surprised, her red lips slightly parted, looking somewhat at a loss.

Lu Congyue: "Since you're working at my house, I have a responsibility to ensure your safety. That's all for now, let's eat!"

At his command, Zhuang Qingxiang immediately lowered her head to eat, but quickly looked up again and said, "Director Lu, you are such a kind person."

After saying that, she immediately started eating, swallowing back the tears that welled up in her eyes.

At this time, Liang Xinzheng had no appetite, and his mother was so angry that she started cursing.

"She thinks you're too old? What right does she have to look down on you? I haven't even considered her bad luck, she's a widow!"

Liang Xinzheng's eldest son, Liang Jun, ate heartily without a care in the world, and couldn't help but say, "Dad, do you really want to find me a stepmother? You're almost fifty years old, can't you just settle down? I'm already dating someone, you can just wait to enjoy the blessings of your children and grandchildren, why do you need to find a wife?"

Liang Xinzheng reacted defensively to the mention of age, kicking him and yelling, "Get lost! What do you know! Is this about whether you get a stepmother or not? It's about your father being looked down upon, understand?"

"That's right! We'll fight back even if we don't steam buns!" Mother Liang said through gritted teeth.

Liang Jun secretly rolled his eyes: "Anyway, I don't agree. That woman said she's only thirty? She's only eight years older than me. I can't even bring myself to call her 'Auntie'."

"No need to shout!" Mother Liang said angrily. "She's a widow who works as a nanny. Even if your father takes a liking to her, she's destined to be a nanny! You'll be getting married and having children soon, so someone will have to do all the housework, both inside and outside the house. She's here to do the work; you don't need to treat her like a proper elder!"

Liang Jun was relieved upon hearing this: "Alright then, I won't get involved in this matter."

Liang Xinzheng shared the same thought. Before, when he was at work, his mother did all the housework. His mother was already seventy years old; how many more years could she work? Her health would deteriorate, and she would need someone to take care of her. At that time, finding a woman to bring home would be the most worthwhile thing to do.

"Mother, what should we do about this?" Liang Xinzheng asked.

Mother Liang laughed coldly: "She dares to slap you like that, isn't it all because she's relying on Factory Director Lu? Once Factory Director Lu kicks her out and she has nowhere to go, won't she have to obediently listen to you? Don't worry about this, leave it to me!"

"Mother, you are truly the pillar of our family." Liang Xinzheng smiled.

……

Zhuang Qingxiang struggled with this decision for most of the night.

Because of Lu Congyue's attitude, she felt that she shouldn't continue to hold a grudge against Lin Wei.

Lin Wei and her mother were coming to visit Lu Congyue's house. Logically, she should stay home and help prepare a meal, but even though Lu Congyue was a very kind person, she still felt reluctant.

While she was struggling with her decision, the sound of wind suddenly rose outside. Her heart tightened, and just as she sat up, lightning and thunder exploded, as if they were right above her head.

Zhuang Qingxiang had a bad feeling; she had washed diapers and other things that night and hung them out to dry in the yard.

He quickly dressed, jumped off the kang (a heated brick bed), and rushed outside, only to find that Lu Congyue had already rushed out.

Zhuang Qingxiang didn't dare to delay and ran outside as well.

As soon as she came out, a bolt of lightning cleaved through the night, and she saw Lu Congyue collecting the bed sheets. She quickly went to the others.

I had just put the diaper in my arms when a torrential downpour suddenly came crashing down.

"What are you doing out here? Go back!" Lu Congyue shouted angrily.

Zhuang Qingxiang didn't dare to delay. She grabbed the diapers and ran back. She couldn't afford to catch a cold in her current condition, or both children would go hungry.

Lu Congyue followed closely behind and ran in; in just a moment, his clothes were already soaked.

Zhuang Qingxiang hurriedly handed him a towel and took the clothes from his hands: "Director Lu, please wipe yourself down quickly."

Lu Congyue thanked him and took the towel to wipe his face and hair haphazardly.

After wiping him down, a cup of hot water was handed to him: "Director Lu, drink some hot water so you don't catch a cold."

Lu Congyue paused as he took the teacup, then turned to look at the door, his voice low and deep: "Don't worry about me, go inside and take care of the children!"

Zhuang Qingxiang was met with a cold shoulder, which was rather inexplicable.

But when she went back to her room to change her clothes, her face suddenly felt incredibly hot.

The pure white shirt clung to her body after getting wet, becoming almost transparent, and you could even see the blue floral vest she was wearing underneath.

Did Director Lu see it too...?

Zhuang Qingxiang suddenly covered her face, quickly changed her clothes, wiped herself, and then covered herself with a towel, burying her head in the sand like an ostrich, pretending that nothing had just happened.

The summer rain didn't last long, and soon the world was quiet again, but Lu Congyue's heart couldn't find peace.

Zhuang Qingxiang's image kept flashing before my eyes, her white clothes soaked in the rain, clinging to her body...

Do salespeople actually know how to sell products?

They say a white shirt is the safest choice, but white is actually the easiest color to make a mistake. I should just buy another one in a couple of days.

Lu Congyue closed his eyes tightly.

Lu Congyue got up before dawn, and Zhuang Qingxiang woke up when she heard the noise. She quickly changed her clothes and went out.

The child was still asleep, and she was busy with her own things.

Lu Congyue had a habit of jogging in the morning, and he had already gone out when Zhuang Qingxiang came out.

Zhuang Qingxiang quickly went into the kitchen to get busy.

By the time her child woke up and started crying, she had already been busy in the kitchen for an hour.

Hearing the commotion, she rushed back to take care of the child. Just as she finished with the child, Lu Congyue also returned.

Upon entering the courtyard, a sweet smell filled the air.

"Director Lu, I made some food for Teacher Sun and plan to deliver it to her at noon... Don't worry, I will take care of both children." Zhuang Qingxiang said while arranging the rice cakes.

She didn't dare look at Lu Congyue, afraid that he would discover her little secret.

But how could she hide her thoughts from others?

Lu Congyue nodded slightly: "Okay, should I tell Teacher Sun?"

"Oh? No need, no need. Teacher Sun will come to pick up Yueyue in a little while. I'll just tell her." Zhuang Qingxiang said hurriedly.

Lu Congyue indicated that he understood, and glanced at the white and sticky rice cake.

Zhuang Qingxiang hurriedly handed him a piece: "This is something I just made, please try it."

I don't eat sweets.

Zhuang Qingxiang froze.

Lu Congyue took the rice cake from her hand: "But I've never seen this before, try it."

Zhuang Qingxiang: "..." So, is he going to eat or not?

Zhuang Qingxiang couldn't understand it, so she prepared a savory breakfast, only taking two pieces of rice cake and placing them on the table for herself and her daughter.

Before she could even eat, Lu Congyue casually took a piece.

Zhuang Qingxiang had no choice but to go to the kitchen and get a few more pieces, secretly lamenting that this stuff required refined grains and sugar, so she hadn't made too much; if she ate any more, there wouldn't be any left...

Fortunately, Lu Congyue ate two more pieces and then went to eat pancakes, so her rice cake was saved.

Lu Congyue finished eating and went to work. Just as he stepped out the door, Sun Yongxian ran over, carrying a bundle containing clothes that needed mending.

Zhuang Qingxiang told her that Director Lu was hosting guests at noon and wanted to stay at her house for a while.

Sun Yongxian's eyes lit up: "Sister Zhuang, what about lunch...?"

"I'll make it!" Zhuang Qingxiang said with a smile.

"Oh, Sister Zhuang, you're so kind!" Sun Yongxian hugged Zhuang Qingxiang excitedly, and after finalizing the arrangements, she took Xiao Qianyue to kindergarten.

Before noon, Zhuang Qingxiang left home carrying one child on her back, another in her arms, and a bag in her hand.