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

Aunt Hua was nearly scared to death when she saw the ten yuan.

He hurriedly stepped back, waving his hand to urge Lu Congyue to quickly put the money away so that no one would see it.

Living in the countryside, they rarely see any cash throughout the year except for the grain they harvest; ten yuan is a large sum.

As soon as Lu Congyue took out ten yuan, the onlookers at the gate and on the wall gasped in surprise.

Lu Congyue had no choice but to put the money away and leave it to Aunt Hua when he left.

Aunt Hua noticed that Lu Congyue and the child's clothes had no patches and that he immediately took out ten yuan. Knowing that he was doing well, she couldn't help but sigh.

If her sister, who died young, were alive today, wouldn't she be enjoying a life of luxury with her son?

What bad luck to have ended up with such a man...

"As the old saying goes, it's better to follow a beggar mother than a high-ranking official father. That's really true," she sighed.

Lu Congyue: "Let's not mention him, it'll ruin our mood."

"Yes, yes, let's not talk about him anymore. Congyue, I'll tidy up Dazhu's room. You can take the kids to rest in his room tonight, and we can have dinner together at home," Aunt Hua asked.

"No need to trouble yourself," Lu Congyue said with a smile. "After he kowtows and apologizes, if he leaves immediately, I'll follow him. He's a high-ranking official and has a car."

Aunt Hua was amused by him.

This is disowning his father, but he's taking advantage of the situation; this kid is indeed clever.

Lu Congyue chatted with you at Aunt Hua's house in the small town for almost two hours when the crowd of onlookers suddenly dispersed.

Lu Congyue stood up: "I guess they're back."

"Let's go take a look," Aunt Hua said, waving her hand.

Sure enough, Lu Sheng returned in an oxcart.

He wanted to ride in a car, but the road was no good, so he couldn't drive in.

Lu Sheng frowned the whole way, unable to believe that even though he had been away for decades, the place had not changed or developed at all.

I am once again glad that I made the resolute decision to leave this remote mountain village.

Aunt Hua was astonished when she saw Lu Sheng standing in the crowd: "Oh my, look at his imposing manner, no wonder he's a high-ranking official."

"Is it all just a facade of elegance that's all show and no substance?" Lu Congyue smiled faintly.

"You silly child..." Aunt Hua said, suppressing a laugh, "Why are you spouting such obvious truths?"

However, despite her words, Aunt Hua still thought Lu Sheng was impressive and very capable.

Although he was a Chen Shimei (a notorious figure in Chinese folklore known for abandoning his wife), he had to be capable to become one.

The village elders recognized Lu Sheng and came forward to exchange pleasantries. After Lu Sheng finally managed to deal with them, he noticed Lu Congyue standing quietly outside the crowd. He quickly walked over and whispered, "What are you doing standing here? You didn't even bother to call out."

"Standing here watching you return home in glory," Lu Congyue said coldly. "Now that you're done showing off, shouldn't we get down to business?"

Lu Sheng was ridiculed, but he had to suppress his anger.

"Alright, let's go," he said in a deep voice. "You lead the way."

"Don't rush," Lu Congyue said calmly. "Aunt Hua is going to help prepare some things. Let's go to her house first."

Lu Sheng had no choice but to follow him to Aunt Hua's house.

A group of onlookers followed behind, whispering among themselves.

"Why is this high-ranking official walking behind his son? That's strange..."

"Did you see his attitude towards his son? It was like he was afraid of his son."

"They're city dwellers now, so is this how city dwellers are?"

"Bullshit, my second uncle works in the county town, so he's considered a city dweller. He said that city people also beat their wives and children, and some of them beat them really badly."

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Hearing these words, Lu Sheng felt embarrassed and wanted to take a few quick steps forward, either to stand in front of Lu Congyue or to walk side by side with him. However, Lu Congyue walked at a steady pace, actually controlling his speed so that he could not overtake him no matter what.

By the time they arrived at Aunt Hua's house, Lu Sheng was already panting heavily from the walk.

I found a stool to sit down and catch my breath. I wanted to drink some water, but Aunt Hua ignored me completely. There was no sugar water, let alone well water.

Lu Congyue took a bamboo basket from Aunt Hua and then called Lu Sheng to set off.

It's already afternoon, let's try to finish as soon as possible.

As Lu Sheng walked along the path into the mountains, he suddenly stopped and looked at the graves with a sigh.

This is the Lu family's cemetery. They all died during the war and were buried here.

That's why his mother forced him to marry and have children, just so that he could continue the family line.

Lu Sheng looked at Xiao Chenglin, who was obediently perched on Lu Congyue's shoulder, and his heart softened.

Whether Lu Congyue acknowledges it or not, as long as they have this child, the Lu family will have an heir.

"Wait," Lu Sheng called out, "Your grandfather and great-grandfather are buried here... Let the children burn some paper money for them, so they can be happy too."

Lu Congyue said calmly, "You can buy them and burn them yourself. I didn't prepare any for them, and they have nothing to do with me."

Hearing such blasphemous words made Lu Sheng's hands itch; he wanted to give Lu Congyue a good beating and force him to kowtow to his ancestors.

Unfortunately, Lu Congyue was carrying the child and walking very fast, and he couldn't catch up.

We walked a very, very long way until we finally saw a lonely grave mound.

The tombstone in front of the grave did not have anyone's wife's name engraved on it, only her name.

Lu Congyue stopped: "This is it."

He put Xiao Chenglin down and told him to stay obediently by his side and not to run around. Only then did he remove the cloth from the bamboo basket and take out the things for visiting the grave.

These days, no family is well-off, and Aunt Hua had to use all her resources to scrape together some things for him.

After the plates were placed on the table, Lu Congyue looked at Lu Sheng with a deep gaze.

Lu Sheng really wanted to ask who carved the tombstone, because it was substandard.

But under Lu Congyue's gaze, he felt immense pressure and could only swallow many of his words.

"Let's begin," Lu Congyue said coldly.

Lu Sheng took a deep breath.

When I agreed, it didn't seem like a big deal; it was a simple matter.

But now, facing those three words on the tombstone, he couldn't kneel down.

"What? You regret it?" Lu Congyue asked coldly. "I won't force you. If you regret it, then leave."

Lu Sheng's brows were so furrowed they could trap a fly.

You can't believe a single word Lu Congyue said. If I leave, my youngest son will be completely doomed.

Thinking of Guan Jing, who was constantly in tears, and Lu Guoqiang, who was imprisoned, Lu Sheng's knees, which had previously refused to kneel, finally bent.

Lu Congyue coldly watched Lu Sheng kneel before his mother's grave, coldly watching him kowtow and admit his mistakes. Just as he was about to burn paper money, he called out to stop.

He didn't want Lu Sheng to get involved in burning paper money, fearing his mother would find the money dirty.

Lu Sheng knelt on the ground, frowning deeply: "I've said everything I needed to say, and I've admitted my mistakes. Can't I even burn some paper money for her?"

"No way!" Lu Congyue said expressionlessly, "I'm afraid you won't be able to spend the money you burn."

Unable to contain his anger after being mocked again, Lu Sheng braced himself on the ground, stood up, and said, "I've done everything I promised! When are you going to fulfill your promise?"