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

Chapter 177 Marriage is Great

This outfit clearly identifies her as today's bride, but she looks too young. I don't know if she's even twenty years old; she's probably ten years younger than Jiang Weihai.

The bride was also very honest and reserved. She didn't say much when she came over, and gave Lu Congyue and Zhuang Qingxiang a hesitant smile.

It's clear that, despite the tight schedule, Mr. and Mrs. Jiang put a lot of thought into choosing a good wife for their son.

"The bride is very beautiful," Zhuang Qingxiang said with a smile. "Master Jiang, you've married a good wife."

Jiang Weihai felt a mix of emotions, and gave a forced smile, which his bride also smiled at.

Jiang's mother rushed over and, seeing the scene, grabbed Zhuang Qingxiang's hand: "Qingxiang, you've finally come! I've been looking forward to your arrival since early this morning. Come on, let's chat with your aunt for a bit."

Zhuang Qingxiang followed Jiang's mother to the elderly couple's room. Jiang's mother busied herself trying to pour her tea, but Zhuang Qingxiang quickly told her not to bother, saying that she had to leave soon and go back to see her child.

Jiang's mother held her hand, her eyes instantly reddening: "Qingxiang, I know you don't blame us for coming today. Thank you... Auntie."

"Auntie, what are you saying? How can I blame you? It's me who has dragged you down," Zhuang Qingxiang hurriedly advised. "Things are fine now. I think the bride is pretty and has a good temper. She'll definitely live a harmonious and happy life with Master Jiang."

"You're good too," Jiang's mother sighed, "but our Weihai just doesn't have that kind of luck."

Jiang's mother paused, then whispered, "Qingxiang, is that matter over? Those people won't bother you again, will they?"

Zhuang Qingxiang smiled but didn't answer, because she didn't know either.

With a heavy heart, Jiang's mother couldn't help but lower her voice and ask, "Qingxiang, don't blame me for being blunt, but you and Factory Director Lu... have you started talking?"

Before Zhuang Qingxiang could answer, she interrupted, "You don't need to answer. I shouldn't have asked, but I have to remind you, from what those two were saying, this matter is related to Director Lu. You should be careful."

This is also why they resolutely arranged a marriage for their son. Besides Zhuang Qingxiang's identity, it's also because their son is completely in love with Zhuang Qingxiang, but Zhuang Qingxiang doesn't love him, and there's also Director Lu standing in the way.

Zhuang Qingxiang pursed her lips tightly.

Jiang's mother patted her hand: "Director Lu... he's a big shot, he won't stay here for long. You'd better think it through, don't make a mistake."

"I know, thank you, Auntie." Zhuang Qingxiang said thank you and then got up to take her leave.

When they came out, Master Jiang was still exchanging pleasantries with Lu Congyue. The groom and bride were not there. Xiao Qianyue stood next to Lu Congyue. When she was bored, she would shake Lu Congyue's hand, and Lu Congyue would look down at her and smile at her.

Jiang's mother: "They look like a real father and daughter..."

"Auntie, stop joking." Zhuang Qingxiang said softly, and walked over quickly. "Director Lu, it's getting late, let's go back."

"You're back already? I asked Wei Hai to cook a couple of dishes. You should at least sit down and have a drink..." Chef Jiang quickly said.

"No way, how can we let the groom cook? Don't bother him." Zhuang Qingxiang said with a smile, "I have to go back to see the children, so I won't bother you any longer. I'll come back to chat with you later."

Lu Congyue had no objection; if Zhuang Qingxiang said to leave, then they would leave.

On the way, Lu Congyue glanced at her two or three times, and Zhuang Qingxiang couldn't pretend she didn't see him.

"What are you looking at?" she said irritably. "I didn't cry, and I'm not sad. I'm genuinely happy for him. Are you satisfied now?"

Lu Congyue grinned.

Little Qian Yue asked curiously, "Why is Mom crying when Uncle Jiang is getting married?"

"Mother didn't cry," Zhuang Qingxiang corrected her. "Mother is happy, isn't Yueyue happy?"

"I'm so happy!" Little Qian Yue excitedly pulled a handful of candy from her small pocket. "Mom, have some candy, it's wedding candy."

Sure enough, seeing the bride brought wedding candy, just like in the village before. Little Qianyue was overjoyed.

Seeing the child so happy, Zhuang Qingxiang smiled too.

When she smiled, Lu Congyue felt happy too.

"What are you grinning about?" Zhuang Qingxiang couldn't help but retort when she heard his laughter.

"I'm happy for Jiang Weihai's marriage," Lu Congyue muttered to himself, "Let's see if he'll still look for you later..."

Zhuang Qingxiang ignored him. Even if Jiang Weihai didn't come looking for her in the future, she would take the initiative to find him. She couldn't let her way of making money be cut off.

In the evening, Zhuang Qingxiang went to the courtyard to fetch water to wash up. Lu Congyue took the opportunity to follow her, pretending to fetch water with a basin as well, but his eyes were fixed on the window of the inner room. After making sure that Xiao Qianyue was not looking out, he hooked Zhuang Qingxiang's hand with his finger.

"Getting married is a good thing, isn't it?" he whispered.

Zhuang Qingxiang immediately moved aside.

Lu Congyue immediately changed his tune: "I meant Jiang Weihai! His wife... can't even compare to a single hair on your head! I think you'd look absolutely stunning in red..."

As he talked, he started to think about tricking this heartless woman into marrying him.

He will definitely buy her a bright red dress, a red hair tie, and a red scarf, dressing her up like an angel.

I long to see her standing beside me, dressed beautifully, both of us wearing red flowers on our chests—one the groom, the other the bride…

As Lu Congyue was lost in his fantasy, Zhuang Qingxiang carried a basin of water into the house.

She had wasted a whole day going out, and she needed to quickly put the children to sleep and catch up on her embroidery. She didn't have time to listen to Lu Congyue's nonsense.

When Lu Congyue came to his senses, the door to the inner room was already closed.

He sighed, thinking that he needed to find time to talk to Zhuang Qingxiang alone. Once they had a proper conversation, he couldn't stand things continuing like this.

The key is to ensure the child is not present during this conversation.

Lu Congyue lay on the small bed unable to sleep, tossing and turning, when he suddenly noticed that the light in the inner room was still on.

He suddenly perked up, got out of bed, went over, and gently knocked on the door: "Still not asleep? Are the children asleep?"

After a while, I heard a soft "hmm".

He knew immediately that Zhuang Qingxiang was busy with her embroidery, so he said softly, "If you're busy with your embroidery, then come out and do it. The children won't sleep well with the lights on."

"Don't worry, I won't bother you." He added, as if afraid Zhuang Qingxiang wouldn't believe him, "I swear."

There was still no movement inside, so Lu Congyue continued to gently persuade him, "The light outside is brighter than the light inside, just think of it as not hurting your eyes..."

"You should know my personality. If I say I won't bother you or touch you, you will definitely do it."

The lights in the room suddenly went out.

Lu Congyue's heart was suddenly filled with disappointment.

Just as he was feeling down, the door to the inner room opened.

Lu Congyue instantly revived: "Is there anything I can help you with...?"

Zhuang Qingxiang reached out and pulled the light cord, turning on the light, which was slightly brighter than the one in the inner room.

"It's nothing, you rest. I'll go to sleep after I've been busy for a while," she said softly, closing the inner door, taking her things to the table to sit down, and continuing to work.

Just then, she keenly heard a rustling sound.