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

Zhuang Qingxiang had planned to talk to Lu Congyue about this the next day, but Lu Congyue didn't show up all day.

He didn't come for a day, and Sun Yongxian got smug. She came over for lunch and said she would come over for dinner again in the evening.

"I haven't seen Director Lu all day. I wonder what he's been up to," Sun Yongxian chatted with Zhuang Qingxiang. "And Section Chief Niu from the Security Department is also away on a business trip. Tsk... I guess he's off to arrest Liang Xinzheng. I wonder if he'll be able to."

When Liang Xinzheng was mentioned, Sun Yongxian cursed and swore for a long time, saying he was not human.

After finally venting her anger, Sun Yongxian sighed and said, "Sister Zhuang, I'm always worried about you living here by yourself. Why don't you move back to Director Lu's house? Or, you could try to persuade him to get you a dormitory in the family compound. It would be more lively and safer if everyone lived together."

Zhuang Qingxiang was too embarrassed to bother Lu Congyue with this matter again.

Turning a dilapidated warehouse into a home must have taken a lot of manpower and resources. She has already gotten a great deal, so how could she ask for more?

Sun Yongxian sighed, "Sigh, you might as well just marry Director Lu. With Director Lu around, Yueyue and the two children can grow up well, and you'll have a more comfortable life."

Zhuang Qingxiang was so frightened that she almost jumped up to cover her mouth.

Realizing that this was her own home, not Director Lu's, and that he wasn't there to hear her, she held back.

"Don't talk nonsense!" She frowned, her expression serious. "I've already told you, I have no intention of remarrying. I'm very content with my son and daughter."

"Sister Zhuang, don't be so stubborn," Sun Yongxian objected. "You don't have a job, money, or a house. How are you going to raise this son and daughter? The children are small now, so the expenses are low. But when they grow up and you lose this job, won't you have a place to live? Won't you provide them with clothes for all four seasons? Oh right, and there's schooling. Schooling costs a lot of money, not only tuition but also paper and pens."

Sun Yongxian muttered a long string of words, while Zhuang Qingxiang was slightly lost in thought.

She could imagine the hardships of the future, but so what if it was difficult? At least the three of them were alive and well.

Where there's life, there's a way.

Zhuang Qingxiang didn't want to say much to Sun Yongxian, only saying, "Yueyue's father was very good to me. After my mother passed away, he was the best person to me. I... can't forget him. I don't want to remarry. I just want to raise my two children well."

Sun Yongxian was shocked: "Huh? You... love him that much? I heard he paid a dowry to bring you home, and didn't even have a wedding. I thought..."

"Thought what? Thought I was sold by my family?" Zhuang Qingxiang slightly tugged at the corner of her mouth. "Actually, I thought so at first too, but after we got together, he was really good to me. He never hit or scolded me. After he found out I was pregnant, he wouldn't let me do any work. He was overjoyed when I gave birth to our son. He tried every day to find ways to make food for me. Even the reason he died was because he went hunting in the mountains for me..."

"He's really a good person," Zhuang Qingxiang said earnestly.

Sun Yongxian couldn't persuade her anymore.

Is this what it means to find true love after an arranged marriage?

Perhaps only time will allow Zhuang Qingxiang to forget the past and move on to new relationships.

She felt a little regretful, because she really thought that Director Lu and Sister Zhuang were a perfect match, an extremely perfect match.

Outside the door, Lu Congyue stood with a frown, his hands full of things. After a moment, he turned and left.

That evening, Xiao Qianyue leaned against Zhuang Qingxiang's chest, looking conflicted.

Zhuang Qingxiang had already discovered it, but the little girl just wouldn't say anything.

"Why isn't Yueyue asleep yet?" Zhuang Qingxiang asked, suppressing a laugh. She hadn't expected the little girl to have something on her mind.

"Mother..." Xiao Qianyue pursed her lips, "Do you really think Father is a good person?"

"Hmm," Zhuang Qingxiang responded softly. "What? Yueyue, don't you think your father treats your mother very well?"

Xiao Qianyue thought about it carefully before saying, "But I don't think Dad is good... Uncle Lu is better!"

Zhuang Qingxiang was taken aback.

Tears welled up in Xiao Qianyue's eyes quickly, and she sobbed, "Daddy doesn't like Yueyue, Daddy is bad!"

Zhuang Qingxiang quickly hugged the little girl.

She knew all too well what kind of life Xiao Qianyue had lived, but she couldn't lie and say that the man had treated her badly.

"Sweetie, your father is gone. Let's not talk about him anymore, okay?" She gently coaxed Xiao Qianyue until she fell asleep sobbing.

Zhuang Qingxiang sighed inwardly and decided to mention her deceased husband less often in the future.

Children are forgetful; they often forget why they cried before going to bed the night before when they wake up the next day.

Little Qian Yue was very excited early in the morning because she knew that Uncle Lu, Teacher Sun, and Uncle Shi would be coming to her house today.

When Zhuang Qingxiang finished making breakfast, she saw Xiao Qianyue sitting at the front door, looking on anxiously. She smiled and said, "Alright, don't wait anymore. If your Uncle Lu were coming, he would have been here long ago."

"It's Sunday today, adults don't go to work, and kids don't go to school. Uncle Lu must be sleeping in!" Little Qian Yue pouted. "Uncle Lu is so lazy."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Congyue's faint laughter rang out.

"Who is Yueyue saying is lazy?"

Xiao Qianyue stuck out her tongue, quickly covered her mouth, and shook her head frantically to indicate that she hadn't said it.

Lu Congyue smiled at her and carried the things inside.

The moment he saw Zhuang Qingxiang, his smiling face turned serious.

"I've brought everything, here you go." He carried the things into the house. "I have something to do, but I'll definitely be back for lunch."

After giving his instructions, he patted Xiao Qianyue on the head and left.

Zhuang Qingxiang wanted to ask him if he wanted to eat something before leaving, but she didn't have a chance to say it.

Beside her, little Qian Yue exclaimed in surprise, "Mom, look!"

Zhuang Qingxiang went over and looked at what Lu Congyue had brought, and was secretly shocked.

Besides a piece of pork, there was also a pheasant and a rabbit, which were obviously caught in the mountains.

Besides these, the most shocking thing was that there was a set of clothes, a red and white checkered top and blue trousers, which were obviously meant for her. There were also three pieces of cloth, each of which was enough to make a set of clothes for an adult.

He actually bought it without hesitation!

Zhuang Qingxiang didn't know what to say, she just hoped that the clothes could be returned.

"Mom, there's more here." Little Qianyue pointed to another net bag.

There was a piece of tofu and some green vegetables inside.

Just as Zhuang Qingxiang was thinking about having a very lavish lunch, Sun Yongxian and Shi Peiran arrived together.

"We came to see if there's anything we can do to help. We can't just come here during mealtime and eat for nothing," Sun Yongxian said with a smile. "But we saw Director Lu when we came over. Why isn't he at home helping out? That's really unfair."

Shi Peiran nudged her: "What nonsense are you talking about? The factory manager has so many things to do."

Sun Yongxian pouted, unfazed by him, and smiled at Zhuang Qingxiang, asking, "Sister Zhuang, what delicious food did Factory Director Lu buy?"

Zhuang Qingxiang showed them the things Lu Congyue had brought.

Sun Yongxian was stunned: "Director Lu is indeed Director Lu! Where did he get so many good things? Anyone who didn't know better would think they were betrothal gifts delivered to our door!"