The mother of the era is reborn to support her cannon fodder children!

Chapter 292 "Out of options"

"What does your sister-in-law do? She's a real hero." Lin Zhao was somewhat impressed; she must have a strong heart to follow a man involved in organized crime.

"Clothing," Gu Chenghuai said, "cheongsams and various formal dresses."

Lin Zhao: “???”

"How did these two people get together?" she asked with great interest.

"A hero saves a damsel in distress." Gu Chenghuai tells his wife everything, and besides, he knows that Lao Han doesn't care. On the contrary, he likes to tell people about his past.

"Tell me in detail," Lin Zhao said, clinging to Gu Chenghuai's arm.

“Old Han’s wife comes from a good family and could have married someone of equal social standing, but her reputation was damaged by some incidents and she was sent away by her parents. Who knew that she would encounter bandits on the way and happen to run into Old Han…” Gu Chenghuai said slowly.

Lin Zhao's eyes lit up. It sounded nice, she loved it.

"And then what?" she asked expectantly.

Gu Chenghuai chuckled, "Later, they developed feelings for each other and got married."

Of course, there were also many hardships along the way.

Old Han looks like an older brother, but he's actually very talkative, especially with people he trusts. He talks a lot and is completely unguarded.

In recent years, he has inherited his ancestors' culinary skills and occasionally entertains acquaintances. He lives a very comfortable life and doesn't seem like a dangerous person who is always fighting and killing.

Lin Zhao glanced around and asked curiously, "Where's the lady of the house? I haven't seen her!"

“My sister-in-law is in poor health; I’ve only met her twice,” Gu Chenghuai said. “I’ll introduce you two when I have the chance.”

Lin Zhao was very excited, "Okay!"

She's very interested in the woman's eventful life; she'll probably find out once they get to know each other better.

Hengbao moved her stool closer to Gu Chenghuai and asked, "Dad, why is that kid's hair shaved so clean?"

"Why are you asking so many questions? What does it have to do with you?" Gu Chenghuai was too lazy to deal with his son's excessive curiosity. "Go drink your water."

Hengbao puffed out her cheeks, hummed softly, and looked at Lin Zhao, "Mom, I want to drink your tea."

"You have one, don't you?" Lin Zhao poked her son's head with one finger.

“It’s different from yours.” Hengbao chuckled, her little hand reaching for Lin Zhao’s teacup.

His hand was gently knocked away by Lin Zhao.

"Go drink your jujube water, children shouldn't drink tea."

Lin Zhao tasted the water that the children were drinking, and it was delicious, with a faint jujube aroma. Let's call it jujube water for now.

Hengbao argued firmly, "Mom tasted my water, so I want to taste yours too."

Before his mother could speak, Gu Chenghuai scoffed, "Are you settling scores with my wife?"

As soon as Hengbao met his father's half-smiling eyes, alarm bells went off in his mind. The child's mind worked quickly, and he hurriedly said, "No, how could that be? I am my mother's child, and I will never settle scores with my mother, not even in my entire life."

Yu Bao put down her teacup, her eyes serious. "If we really want to calculate it, we can never repay what we owe Mom, because she went through so much trouble to bring us into this world."

The fact that he could say these words was the work of Gu's mother. When the twins were only one or two years old, she would say to them, "Your mother had a hard time giving birth to you. She looked so thin and endured ten months of pregnancy with such a big belly. It was truly a hardship for her."

So the twins knew from a very young age that it wasn't easy for their mother to give birth to them, and that they should be filial to their mother.

It must be said that Gu's mother's brainwashing was very successful.

Fortunately, she had no bad intentions; everything she said and did was for the harmony of her son's family.

Lin Zhao was slightly surprised to hear Yu Bao make such a statement for the first time. She called Yu Bao forward and put her hands on his tender little shoulders.

"How could you think that?" Her tone rose, and she couldn't hide the astonishment in her eyes. "Whether it's you, Hengbao, or Qianbao and Yaobao, none of you owe me anything. You are my children, the crystallization of my and your father's love. With you, our family is complete. Your father and I made ample preparations for your arrival and were full of anticipation, so there's nothing to owe, understand, baby?"

Her words were spoken patiently and gently, guiding her son back from his distorted understanding.

Before the twins could react, Gu Chenghuai's heart skipped a beat, and the corners of his mouth involuntarily turned up, his lips curling into a smile after Lin Zhao's words, "the fruit of love."

The smile on his lips lingered for a long time.

Yu Bao met her mother's gentle eyes, her face flushed, her eyes bright like stars on a summer night, and she couldn't hear what her mother was saying at all.

"Mmm." He nodded vaguely.

Cat Egg could tell at a glance that Yu Bao was confused, and couldn't help but laugh.

Reflecting on Lin Zhao's words, the young boy lowered his head, and was reminded of his mother.

My mother had said something similar before. She said that neither she nor her father owed the other anything.

She knew from the beginning that the man she married had great ambitions and was devoted to the greater good of the country. Marrying him was her choice, and bearing his children and taking care of his parents were also her choices. She had no regrets and would wait for him to return until she could wait no longer.

The reason why Maodan'er forgave his father, who had been away from home for many years, so quickly was because he had a generous and kind mother.

When he was young and naive, I taught him a crucial lesson.

Upon hearing Lin Zhao's words, the image of Cat Egg's mother appeared in his mind, and the young boy, who had been looking down, gradually became teary-eyed.

He misses his mother.

Hengbao finally got to drink Lin Zhao's tea. He not only drank it himself, but also let his brother and Jingmo have a taste. Each of them had a sip, and the children were very satisfied.

"Are you happy now? Stop bothering me." Lin Zhao patted Hengbao's little head.

"Mom is so good." Hengbao snuggled up to her and acted coquettishly.

"Sit down quickly. Didn't you say your legs hurt when you walked? Don't your legs hurt when you stand?" Lin Zhao asked back.

"It hurts." Hengbao sat back down and raised his fist to massage his leg.

"Mom, are you tired? Let me massage you..." He leaned closer to Lin Zhao, his little fist landing on her leg with just the right amount of force.

Gu Chenghuai gave his son an approving look.

And he praised, "Not bad."

The child's eyes lit up, and he became even more enthusiastic, saying, "I can pound with both hands at the same time."

Yu Bao walked behind Lin Zhao and massaged her shoulders, his voice clear and bright like a little boy's, "Mom, if it's too hard, just tell me and I'll be gentler."

"Okay," Lin Zhao said softly.

He secretly gave Gu Chenghuai a thumbs up. Impressive! Those two words made his two sons furious!

Gu Chenghuai smiled. Filial sons need to be cultivated from a young age.

He wouldn't allow his son to disrespect his wife.

Seeing Yu Bao and Heng Bao, Xiao Bai followed suit, making Jing Mo look embarrassed and a little helpless.

Cat Egg: Shouldn't he be standing at the door?

"Go to the outhouse?" Cat Egg asked Jingmo in a low voice.

Jingmo nodded several times, "Go, go, go."

The two children held hands and made a secret trip to pee.

Hengbao was busy with his hands, but his gossipy nature hadn't died down yet. He asked, "Dad, where's that little brother?"

“…Brother?” Gu Chenghuai asked in a breathy voice, his expression unreadable.

“That’s my sister, not my brother,” he said.

Lin Zhao opened her eyes slightly. "It's a girl. I knew it... something felt off."

She was straightforward and generous, yet remarkably pretty, like a young girl. I never imagined she was actually a girl.

"The girl has a good personality, I like her."

Gu Chenghuai: "With her father's personality, it's normal for him to raise a girl with that kind of personality."

Lin Zhao thought to herself, "That makes sense." Hengbao's eyes widened, and she exclaimed, "That's a younger brother, not a younger sister! Sisters have hair, brothers don't! Daddy's lying!"

Gu Chenghuai wanted to laugh but was speechless.

I didn't know what to say for a moment.

How can you prove to a six-year-old that a bald child could also be a girl?

He looked at his wife, indicating that he had no other choice.

Lin Zhao gave the man a look that said, "Boys can have long hair, and girls can have short hair. If I cut my hair short one day, will I stop being your mother?"

She turned the question to her son.

Hengbao quickly shook her head, "No way! Mommy is Mommy! Even without hair, she's still Mommy!"

Lin Zhao felt inexplicably heartbroken.

You're the one who has no hair!
Her hair is very thick.

"So you should call that little girl 'Curly Sister' instead of 'Little Brother'."

Yu Baoxian said, "I know, Sister Juan'er, not Brother Juan'er."

Lin Zhao praised her, saying she was well-behaved.

The oil paper behind the wooden shelf to the left moved, and a small figure disappeared.

A pretty, bald girl came to the backyard and entered an antique-style room.

"Auntie."

The woman sat on the bed looking out the window at the sky. She only came back to her senses when she heard her daughter calling her. She lowered her eyes, her gaze cool and clear, but a hint of tenderness appeared when her eyes fell on the little girl.

She is a beautiful woman with outstanding temperament and a wealth of knowledge.

"Why are you here? Weren't you supposed to be entertaining guests?"

Juan'er sat down on the edge of the bed, her hands resting on her knees. "I poured some tea because I was afraid Mother would be bored, so I came to keep you company. There are so many people in the front yard, you don't need me."

The woman looked at her daughter with heartache. "Didn't you say you have peers like you? Why don't you play with them? Go play, I don't need anyone to accompany me."

"I'm not going. The younger twin asked me why I don't have hair, it's so annoying." Juan pouted unhappily.

She didn't show it in front of the guests, but she made no attempt to hide her temper in front of her own mother.

"The child didn't mean any harm. He's just curious. If you don't want to talk about it, then don't. Don't hold it in," the woman patiently advised her daughter.

He touched the top of Juan'er's bald head with his fingertips, feeling an indescribable sense of guilt.

"Okay, I'm not angry anymore." Juan scratched her head and was immediately coaxed.

"Mother, is there anything you need my help with?"

Upon hearing this, the woman on the bed immediately understood her daughter's thoughts.

She smiled and said, "No need, go have fun."

Juan'er suppressed the excitement in her eyes, pretended to be calm, and adopted the posture of a little master, "I'm not playing, I'll go help Dad greet the guests."

"Alright, alright, you're here to greet the guests." The woman continued, "You seem to have a good impression of the children who came today?"

Juan'er remained silent, tiptoeing on the ground, for a long while before finally saying, "They're not annoying."

He asked about her hair out of curiosity, not out of mockery.

“Your Uncle Gu’s child can’t be too bad-natured,” the woman said.

Gu Chenghuai was also her savior, and she remembered him in her heart.

"Juan'er, bring your mother's dressing case over here."

Without saying a word, Juan picked up the wooden dressing case that was taller and heavier than her and walked to the bedside.

Although she was small, she was very strong, just like her father.

Mrs. Han took out several items from the wooden box and handed them to her daughter. "Give this to your Uncle Gu's wife for me. You know what to say, right?"

The little girl took the things and said, "I know, Mother, don't worry."

Juan'er brought the items to the front yard and generously handed them to Lin Zhao.

"Aunt Lin, this is a gift my mother asked me to bring you. Please accept it. My mother can't stand the wind and can't go out, so I hope you can understand. I will take good care of you on behalf of my mother and father."

The little girl spoke in a measured and proper manner, revealing her good upbringing.

Lin Zhao was slightly taken aback. She hadn't expected the lady of the house to be so particular. No wonder she came from a wealthy family.

"...It's alright, we understand. Please thank your mother for me."

She took out a beautiful agate bracelet from her handbag, which was actually a storage ring, and put it on the little girl's wrist.

“Your mother gave us gifts, so I’ll give you one too.”

Juan'er's eyes lit up with surprise. "I can't refuse such a generous gift from an elder. I'll accept it. Thank you, Aunt Lin. You and Uncle Gu are both good people. I like you."

This is a "good guy" card.

Looking into the little girl's sincere eyes, Lin Zhao accepted her affection.

Juan'er happily ran into the kitchen, showing off the bracelet that Lin Zhao had given her.

"Father, look at my bracelet."

The bright red bracelet on the little girl's fair wrist made her arms look even whiter.

Chef Han glanced at it and said, "Wear it if you like."

Juan'er pouted, "Forget it. If someone sees me like that, I'll be ashamed as if I'd fallen in the mud.

Chef Han's expression changed slightly. "My dear daughter, you can't say that in front of your mother, or your father will be in big trouble."

His wife is like a fairy, and he felt that such a statement was blasphemous to her.

"I can refuse to say anything, but I want to eat lychee flesh," the little girl requested.

Chef Han: "...Let's talk about it another day."

A rascal who won't act until he sees the rabbit.

Juan'er hummed a song as she left the kitchen.

After walking a few steps, they bumped into the twins.

"What are you doing here? This is the kitchen, no unauthorized personnel allowed." The little girl crossed her arms and held her chin high.

Hengbao chattered on, "We're not just anyone, we're guests. Uncle Han said we can go anywhere."

Juan'er thought about it and realized it made sense, so she didn't stop him anymore. Instead, she said in a gentle tone, "My father doesn't like people watching him cook. Let's wait outside."

"Okay." Yu Bao didn't like to force people, so she agreed.
Hengbao sniffed, "Sister Juan'er, your father's cooking smells so good."

Juan'er was very proud, "My grandpa's cooking is even more delicious."

"What have you eaten?" Hengbao asked greedily, wanting to know so that Lin Zhao could cook for them when they got back.

Juan'er was speechless, touched his bald head, and said awkwardly, "I've never eaten it, my father said so."

Before Hengbao could say anything unpleasant, Yubao said, "Sister Juan'er, did your mother make the handkerchiefs you gave us? They have flowers on them, they're so pretty."

Upon hearing this, the girl beamed with joy, "This is nothing, my mother can do everything."

Xiao Juan felt it was such a pity that she couldn't wear her pretty dresses out.

(End of this chapter)