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

Chapter 218 A Drunken Dream



Chapter 218 A Drunken Dream

Lu Congyue suppressed a laugh and said seriously, "Yes, I've given her the medicine. She should be fine in a day."

"My mom got bitten by bugs!" Xiao Qianyue suddenly blurted out, "They bit her really badly."

Zhuang Qingxiang: !!!

Lu Congyue remained serious: "It wasn't an insect bite. It's probably a rash from a fever. It'll disappear on its own once it's healed."

Xiao Qianyue was bewildered: So that's how it is?

Shi Peiran and Sun Yongxian exchanged glances, suppressed a laugh, and nodded seriously: "The weather can turn cold very quickly, and you can easily catch a cold or fever if you're not careful. You should take good care of your health."

Zhuang Qingxiang couldn't even lift her head: "Let's eat quickly."

The meal ended in an awkward atmosphere. As soon as she put down her chopsticks, Zhuang Qingxiang said she felt unwell and went inside.

Soon, Sun Yongxian came in and said that since she was not feeling well, she should rest at home. They would take the two younger children home to take care of them, and send Xiao Qianyue to kindergarten.

Lu Congyue also went to work, and the house was so quiet that it was unsettling.

Zhuang Qingxiang couldn't sleep and lay on the kang (a heated brick bed) lost in thought.

Lu Congyue was very aggressive last night, just like before, without showing any sign of disgust. Huang Cuilan probably didn't say anything.

Let's not investigate or ask about this anymore. Let's just keep it to ourselves and let it pass by in a daze.

One second Zhuang Qingxiang was thinking this, but the next second she couldn't help but want to know what exactly happened back then, how she lost her virginity, and who her son's biological father was...

Does it matter who your biological father is?

Zhuang Qingxiang asked herself these questions.

She did know who her biological father was, but he would only abandon her and drag her down with him.

She also had a stepfather, but he never loved her and only treated her as a servant and nanny.

Her son doesn't need a biological father, he only needs her as his biological mother.

Zhuang Qingxiang clenched her fists tighter and tighter, secretly vowing to cherish her two children from now on, and that dirty thing should be buried with Qian Quan forever.

After making this decision, Zhuang Qingxiang turned a deaf ear to everything else. She didn't even ask whether Village Chief Qian was in the hospital or back in the village, nor did she go to the county town to wander around anymore. She just stayed at home packing her things.

The day before her departure, Zhuang Qingxiang prepared a delicious meal at home and invited Sun Yongxian and her husband, along with Niu Jianzhong, to have a meal together. She didn't know when they would meet again.

Sun Yongxian drank a few more cups of wine, and she would either hug Zhuang Qingxiang and cry or hug Xiao Qianyue and cry, saying that she couldn't bear to see them leave.

Niu Jianzhong didn't know what to say, but he kept toasting Lu Congyue, saying that everyone in the factory was reluctant to see Lu Congyue leave.

The drinking and commotion continued until after 9 p.m.

As they parted, Sun Yongxian hugged Zhuang Qingxiang and cried, "Sister Zhuang, Director Lu is a good person. You must hold on to him. Don't do anything foolish. I really hope you can be happy..."

Startled, Zhuang Qingxiang hurriedly covered her mouth, saying, "You've had too much to drink, don't talk nonsense."

She was afraid that Niu Jianzhong would overthink things if he heard her, but it turned out that she had been overthinking things. Niu Jianzhong was drunk and passed out, and Shi Peiran had already gone to the security department to find someone to carry him away.

After finally seeing everyone off and closing the door, as soon as I entered the house, I was pulled into the arms of the drunken Lu Congyue.

The three children were asleep. She didn't struggle, but whispered, "We're leaving first thing tomorrow morning. You should get some rest. I still need to pack."

"Don't bother packing. You can't take all these dishes and tables with you anyway. Have Niu Jianzhong come over tomorrow to pack them up and take them with you. Give them to whoever you want."

Lu Congyue didn't want her to tire herself out, so he held her tightly, saying, "Qingxiang, you have to listen to Teacher Sun... Follow me, and I won't let you regret it..."

The voice grew softer and softer, and Zhuang Qingxiang felt the head on her shoulder getting heavier and heavier, pressing down on her so that she couldn't move.

She could only struggle to move him to the small bed and put him on it.

Lu Congyue fell fast asleep the moment his head hit the pillow, unaware of how much he had drunk. His face was flushed, his neck was thick, and he reeked of alcohol.

Zhuang Qingxiang tidied up the room to dissipate the smell, and then used warm water to wash Lu Congyue.

Just as she finished her work and was about to leave, her wrist was suddenly grabbed.

Zhuang Qingxiang thought Lu Congyue had woken up and was about to tell him to go back to sleep, but when she looked up, she saw that his eyes were closed and he was not awake at all.

Zhuang Qingxiang couldn't help but laugh and shake her head, trying to break free from his hand. But the moment she tried to break free, he grabbed her again and pulled her to lie on top of Lu Congyue.

Zhuang Qingxiang chuckled: "Lu Congyue, stop pretending to be asleep and let go of me."

But Lu Congyue didn't wake up or answer. As if by instinct, he hugged her and started kissing and rubbing her, trapping her between himself and the wall, and took her right there on the small single bed.

Zhuang Qingxiang called him many times during this time, but he seemed to be half-asleep, his eyes unfocused, and afterwards he fell into a deep sleep.

This time he was truly fast asleep, completely still. Even when Zhuang Qingxiang pushed him to get up, he didn't wake up.

Zhuang Qingxiang was so angry she wanted to slap him twice, but in the end she couldn't bring herself to do it.

We'll settle the score with this drunkard tomorrow when he sobers up.

The next day, just as dawn was breaking, Zhuang Qingxiang woke up, tiptoed out of bed, got dressed, and was startled when she stepped outside.

Lu Congyue sat on the edge of the bed, holding his head, motionless like a wooden sculpture.

"Lu Congyue, what's wrong?" Zhuang Qingxiang went over, squatted down in front of him, and asked softly.

Lu Congyue frowned, as if he had just been woken from a dream, and said, "I think I was dreaming again..."

His face was filled with confusion, and Zhuang Qingxiang asked, puzzled, "A dream? What dream?"

Lu Congyue pursed his lips tightly.

He was too embarrassed to say that he had a dream out of nowhere. Unlike the previous days when he always dreamed of Zhuang Qingxiang, this time, just like a year or two ago, he couldn't see the woman's face clearly, nor could he remember the specific details, but there was just one woman who was being relentlessly pursued by him.

However, it was indeed a dream. When he woke up, he felt perfectly normal, and his clothes were neat and tidy.

Last night was neither a dream nor a dream, because when he woke up he clearly knew what had happened to his body, and the teeth marks on his shoulder proved it.

He gradually came to his senses, looked at Zhuang Qingxiang squatting in front of him, and suddenly pointed to his shoulder and said, "You secretly bit me last night."

Zhuang Qingxiang jumped to her feet, her cheeks flushed: "You... deserved it!"

Lu Congyue said with a regretful expression, "I was drunk last night and can't remember anything. I really lost out."

"Shut up!" Zhuang Qingxiang couldn't stand it anymore.

Lu Congyue ignored him and asked curiously, "What am I like when I'm drunk? Am I bad? How does it compare to my usual self?"

Zhuang Qingxiang angrily covered his mouth: "Try talking nonsense again..."

How can this person change their attitude so quickly? Just now, she felt sorry for him because he looked so vulnerable sitting on the edge of the bed, but in the blink of an eye, he became shameless and said such awful things first thing in the morning.

Lu Congyue put his arm around her waist and sighed, "Seeing you up so early and still so energetic, I know you didn't do well. Don't be angry, I'll make it up to you next time..."

"Get out!" Zhuang Qingxiang pushed the person away angrily.

Zhuang Qingxiang stormed back to her room, folded and tied up the quilt. She had to leave soon, but he still had time to think about all sorts of nonsense. How infuriating!


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