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

Chapter 51 You should move out.

Zhuang Qingxiang listened intently to the sounds outside all night, her heart pounding, fearing that Lu Congyue would come back in the middle of the night and bang on the door.

Many others also didn't sleep all night.

The medicine in the factory clinic couldn't cure Lu Congyue, so Shi Peiran took him to the hospital. When they passed by the river, Lu Congyue asked the car to stop and plunged into it.

"Director Lu! Oh..." Shi Peiran cried out in fright.

Will I go in feeling so groggy and never come out?

He called out several times before Lu Congyue finally popped his head out: "I'm fine, soaking this thing in cold water for a while should make it go away."

Shi Peiran was worried. He was a medical student and felt that this was not very reliable, so after Lu Congyue came out of the river, he insisted on taking him to the county hospital.

Lu Congyue didn't care and sat in the car with his eyes closed to rest.

"Director Lu, how are you feeling right now?"

"It's alright now," Lu Congyue said in a deep voice.

He was still restless, especially when he thought of Zhuang Qingxiang trembling in his arms. In an instant, the fire he had just suppressed suddenly burned fiercely in his bones.

He had to shift his attention and said in a low voice, "I've been drugged before, but I'm fine now."

Shi Peiran was shocked: "This thing... won't it have any effects on the body if I don't relieve it?"

"I don't know," Lu Congyue said calmly, "but there are advantages too."

"Hao Shi Peiran couldn't believe it. Many indescribable images flashed through his mind. It seemed that some men who went to the hospital to see a doctor for infertility did need to receive medication. What did Director Lu mean...? He dared not ask, he dared not ask at all."

Lu Congyue did not continue to explain. He was thirty-two years old this year, and he had encountered this kind of thing more than once since he started expressing his refusal to marry.

They wanted women to tie him down, but he used this as a way to toughen himself up, forging his self-control into an impregnable Great Wall.

Lu Li dared to do this today because she wanted to force him to marry Lin Wei, and it's very likely that she was influenced by the Lu family in Beijing.

Lu Li probably didn't expect him to hold on so calmly.

Thinking of Lu Li and Lin Wei's confused and frustrated expressions, Lu Congyue sneered contemptuously.

Shi Peiran: "..." How can he still laugh at a time like this?

Lu Li was indeed very confused. She even scolded Lin Wei, blaming her for being unreliable.

Lin Wei was extremely aggrieved: "Mom, he really ate it! I put it in myself and watched him eat it. If he didn't react, then there's something wrong with your medicine. How can you blame me?"

Is there something wrong with the medicine? Lu Li wasn't sure either, since she hadn't tried the medicine herself.

Looking at the medicine bottle, it's still half full. Could it be that the dosage wasn't enough?

Lu Li told Lin Wei to put the medicine bottle away and whispered, "Try again if you have the chance. Don't say Mom won't help you; this is the last resort! As long as you can force the issue, the Lu family will accept you as their daughter-in-law. Do you know how important that is?"

Lin Wei awkwardly turned her face away: "Mom, I genuinely like Lu Congyue, it has nothing to do with his family, and isn't using this method a bit too despicable...?"

"If that's how you think, there's nothing I can do. Just wait and see that widow seduce Lu Congyue!" Lu Li sneered.

Lin Wei pursed her lips and remained silent, her face filled with resentment.

Lu Li said earnestly, "Weiwei, I know you've always wanted the purest love, but right now Lu Congyue isn't willing, and you're unwilling to find another man. So you're stuck on this path. Mom will do everything she can to help you get what you want, but you also need to be strong, understand?"

Lin Wei bit her lip and nodded: "I know, Mom, I'll listen to you."

A smile finally appeared on Luli's face: "Good girl, Mom believes you will achieve your wish."

After receiving an IV drip at the hospital, Lu Congyue slept soundly and didn't return to the factory with Shi Peiran until the early hours of the next day.

After parting ways with Shi Peiran, Lu Congyue walked quickly to his front door, pushed it, but it was tightly shut. He hesitated for a moment before banging on the door.

Zhuang Qingxiang couldn't sleep all night. She had just drifted off to sleep when she was startled awake by a knocking on the door.

She jolted awake, sat up abruptly, listened intently, and only after confirming that someone was knocking on the door did she quickly change her clothes and run out.

Who is it?

"Me!" Lu Congyue replied in a deep voice.

Zhuang Qingxiang quickly ran over to open the door, said "Director Lu, you're back," and ran back inside.

After what happened last night, she felt awkward whenever the two of them met.

"Wait a minute," Lu Congyue called out from behind her.

Zhuang Qingxiang had no choice but to stop. Lu Congyue walked up to her and handed her the things he was holding: "This is breakfast I bought in the county. Just eat whatever you have."

He acted very naturally, as if nothing had happened last night. Zhuang Qingxiang responded softly and reached out to take the oil paper package.

Just when she thought everything was over, Lu Congyue spoke again: "I'm very sorry about what happened last night, I..."

"I know, I know," Zhuang Qingxiang said hurriedly. "Director Lu, you're a good person, not that kind of person. There must have been some other reason why you did that... I can understand."

After saying that, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Lu Congyue looked expressionlessly at Zhuang Qingxiang, who was standing in front of him with her head down.

She wasn't very tall, and from his angle, he could see the slender back of her neck.

Lu Congyue felt a surge of unease.

nice guy?

He doesn't deserve it.

The moment he held her last night, he truly wanted to…

Looking away, Lu Congyue stepped into the house.

After Zhuang Qingxiang set breakfast on the table, he suddenly said, "That old warehouse... it will probably take a few days to clean up. Once it's done, you can move there with the children."

Zhuang Qingxiang suddenly looked up at him.

Lu Congyue's voice was calm and even: "Haven't you always wanted to move there?"

"Yes!" Zhuang Qingxiang responded with a joyful expression.

But then she immediately became a little uneasy: "It must have cost a lot of money to clean up that old warehouse, right?"

Lu Congyue said calmly, "You don't need to worry about that."

After Lu Congyue left, Zhuang Qingxiang was so happy she couldn't sit still.

She walked around the house and the garden twice, looking at the vegetables that had already grown in the small garden and the hen by the door. She hesitated, wondering if Director Lu would agree to let her come and tend the garden, mainly to pick some vegetables...

Also, is it okay to raise chickens outside that old warehouse?

There were so many problems, but none of them could outweigh the joy of being able to live with my child.

Zhuang Qingxiang was overjoyed all day long, and her joy reached its peak when Sun Yongxian returned in the afternoon to give her the money.

"So much money?" She was overjoyed, not knowing what to do with the eight yuan that Sun Yongxian handed her.

Sun Yongxian said with a grin, "The supply and marketing cooperative only has so many things. Some people wanted to try them out, but it's hot and they don't keep well. Everyone bought a little to try, luckily there were so many people... Sister Zhuang, I think your products will sell even better in winter!"

Actually, besides the money from selling candy, the eight yuan also included the money for the two handkerchiefs that Zhuang Qingxiang embroidered.

"Sister Zhuang, I think you could sell your embroidery well, but it's hard to get the fabric," Sun Yongxian sighed.

Although she knew some acquaintances who could find some scraps of cloth, there were few that could be used to make handkerchiefs; those square pieces couldn't even be called scraps of cloth anymore.

"It's okay, take your time. We'll do it if we can, and there's nothing we can do if we can't..."

Zhuang Qingxiang has never been greedy, and she is already very satisfied with what she has now.