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

Don't you like Chapter 253?

"Sister Zhuang, Sister Zhuang!"

Dai Hongying came running in, shouting all the way, and little Qian Yue was the first to excitedly rush over: "Auntie Dai!"

Dai Hongying scooped Xiao Qianyue into her arms, stomped her feet at the door to shake off the snow from her shoes, and then went inside.

Zhuang Qingxiang was curious why she had come all this way in such cold weather. Dai Hongying smiled and said, "Sister Zhuang, I've come to ask you for a favor."

"I?"

"Yes, Sister Zhuang, could you make me something delicious? Just tell me what you need and I'll go buy it," Dai Hongying asked eagerly.

Zhuang Qingxiang laughed.

"You like eating this so much? You really seem like a friend... Okay, it's no big deal. You don't need to buy it. I'll go see what else we have and make it for you right away."

Zhuang Luqingxiang enjoys cooking in the kitchen; it's a skill she learned since childhood, and she always feels safe when she's busy in the kitchen.

There was milk in the kitchen, which Lu Congyue had sent home, saying it was good for his health.

Zhuang Qingxiang washed her hands and made a steamed millet cake with a milky aroma.

Dai Hongying took a bite and nodded repeatedly, "Delicious, really delicious! Sister Zhuang, give me the rest, I'll pay you whatever you ask."

"Why would you need money for such a small amount of food? Take it and eat it if you like," Zhuang Qingxiang said with a smile.

Dai Hongying chuckled, "No way! I'm so grateful that you made this especially for me, Sister Zhuang! To tell you the truth, I ran away from home after arguing with my dad. I said the pastries from their factory aren't as good as yours, Sister Zhuang. He accused me of bragging, so I'm taking it back to show him whether I'm bragging or not, hmph!"

Zhuang Qingxiang was speechless: "Why are you arguing with your dad? How could the products from a food factory be bad? Besides, your dad is the factory manager. If you say their products are bad in front of him, it's no wonder he's angry."

"Good is good, bad is bad. They've been making the same few things for years, I'm sick of them." Dai Hongying said dismissively.

Zhuang Qingxiang envied her. She was clearly from a good family and had never suffered much. Although she was a girl, her family spoiled her and gave her the courage to do whatever she wanted.

"Okay, I'll wrap it up for you. You can take it home and eat it slowly," she said with a smile.

After Dai Hongying left, Zhuang Qingxiang continued embroidering her own things.

She plans to go out for a stroll after she finishes embroidering, to see where the black market is, and whether anyone will buy the embroidered handkerchiefs and wedding pillowcases with mandarin ducks. If so, she can make a little money.

Watching from the side, Xiao Qianyue asked with a smile, "Yueyue, Mother wants to change your name, okay?"

"Change your name?"

"Yeah, let's not call ourselves Qian Yue, let's call ourselves Lu Yue, how about that?"

Little Qian Yue blinked her big eyes, looked blank for a moment, and then asked, "Lu Yue? Is that Uncle Lu's surname?"

Zhuang Qingxiang nodded: "Yes, your name is Lu Yue, and your younger brother's name is Lu Chenglin. Doesn't that sound nice?"

"That sounds great!" Little Qian Yue jumped up and shouted happily, "I want to be called Lu Yue, I'm Daddy's daughter, I like it!"

Seeing how happy she was, Zhuang Qingxiang felt relieved and smiled, saying, "I'm glad you like it. Then I'll have your father change your name. From now on, you'll be called Lu Yue."

Little Qian Yue, oh no, she should be called Little Lu Yue now, was so happy that she ran around the house like crazy.

She would often run up to Xiao Chenglin and shout, "Little brother, we've changed our names! I'm called Lu Yue, and you're called Lu Chenglin. From now on, we're Dad's children, and we're family!"

After shouting back and forth several times, she suddenly quieted down and ran to Zhuang Qingxiang to ask, "Where is Donghua?"

She remembered that Donghua's younger brother's name was something like Fang Donghua.

"Donghua is your father's adopted child, so he has to take the surname Fang, which can't be changed. But he's still your brother, so you have to treat him like your own brother," Zhuang Qingxiang patiently instructed.

Xiao Luyue nodded vigorously: "Okay!"

When Lu Congyue returned from get off work, little Lu Yue ran over and asked, "Dad, Dad, did you change my name? Am I called Lu Yue now?"

Seeing the joy and anticipation on her face, Lu Congyue looked up at Zhuang Qingxiang with surprise, and Zhuang Qingxiang smiled and nodded.

Lu Congyue happily picked up the little girl, lifted her high, and kissed her little face twice: "Tomorrow Daddy will go and change it for you. From now on, Yueyue will be Daddy's dearest daughter."

Little Lu Yue shouted happily, then exclaimed, "There's a younger brother too! There's a younger brother too!"

"Yes, and there's our little Chenglin, who's Dad's own son!"

Little Lu Yue happily clung to Lu Congyue for a long time, even wanting to be next to him during meals.

After the children fell asleep, Lu Congyue whispered, "I didn't expect her to be so happy. I thought she wouldn't want to."

"Why wouldn't she want to?" Zhuang Qingxiang scoffed. "Her father... treats her badly, beating and scolding her, and making her do a lot of chores."

"Then I'll have to treat her even better from now on," Lu Congyue said softly, feeling even more disgusted with the man named Qian Quan.

Zhuang Qingxiang was also thinking about Qian Quan.

He's disabled and infertile, yet he dreams of having a house full of children and grandchildren. Bah!

He changed both of his children's surnames and stayed away from people with the surname Qian, thus he was destined to have no descendants!

Even if he dies, he will be a wandering ghost, and no one will visit his grave or burn paper money for him in the future.

Lu Congyue turned off the light.

Just now, he saw resentment on Zhuang Qingxiang's face.

When she first came to our house, when she mentioned the dead man, her face still showed nostalgia and tenderness, and she still remembered how good he was.

Now, all that's left is probably resentment.

Thinking about it, she hugged the person tightly, feeling a pang of tenderness: "Haruka, I will treat you even better in the future."

Zhuang Qingxiang pressed herself against his chest warily.

He was just fooling around last night, is he thinking about it again?

How can a man in his thirties have so much energy?

Lu Congyue felt the hand pressing firmly against his chest and chuckled, "Why are you being so proactive tonight? You're already touching me?"

Zhuang Qingxiang's face flushed, and she quickly withdrew her hand: "You're talking nonsense!"

Lu Congyue pulled the person into his arms tightly, leaving no gap between them.

"You..." Zhuang Qingxiang struggled for a moment. She was embarrassed to say it, but afraid that he would continue to do so, she forced herself to speak softly with a red face, "Not tonight."

Although Lu Congyue was tempted, he didn't really intend to do anything.

He knew he had gone too far last night, and today she had taken care of the three children all day by herself, so she definitely didn't have the energy.

However, that doesn't stop him from deliberately saying random things.

"Why? Don't you like it?"

Zhuang Qingxiang's face was burning hot, and she could hear the teasing in his tone, so she was too angry to talk to him.

Lu Congyue kept pressing, "Tell me what you don't like, and I'll change it. Or, let's try again and find a position you like?"

Zhuang Qingxiang, unable to bear it any longer, shouted: "Shut up!"

"This is a big deal, we need to think about it carefully. I always like it, and I want you to like it too."

"From that time after you..."

"Shut up!" Zhuang Qingxiang couldn't stand it anymore and quickly covered his mouth.