Chapter 3379 Mu Zichuan relented
Widow Liu slowly turned her head and looked at Mu Zichuan, "Then you promise mother to find a wife for you, get married and have children?"
Muzichuan froze for a moment, and slowly released his fingers from Widow Liu's body.
"Mom, please forgive my son for being unfilial. My son really can't do this!" he said.
"Why can't you do it? Are you still pretending to be someone you shouldn't pretend to be?" Widow Liu asked.
Mu Zichuan's face turned pale, and then he shook his head: "No, no..."
"Zhizi Mo Ruomu, please stop lying to me. The way you looked at Qing'er at the dinner table that day was like a fool. It can be seen that you are obsessed with her!" she said.
Muzichuan's face turned pale.
"It's okay, I really just protect Qing'er as my younger sister, don't say that..."
"If you really mean what you say, If you have completely stopped thinking about Qing'er, then you should listen to your mother and get married here at home. Give me a grandson as soon as possible for me to hold. From now on, you can do whatever you want!"
Mu Zichuan shook his head, "No, absolutely not, I don't want to marry!"
The mother and son were in talks again.
From the next day, Widow Liu began to lie in bed and did not get up. She said she was ill. She would not eat or drink, nor would she go to the ground or talk to Mu Zichuan.
Mu Zichuan came to the house to serve tea and food to Widow Liu, but Widow Liu ignored her.
Mu Zichuan had no choice, so he stayed up like this for three days, watching Widow Liu being so hungry that she was skin and bones, her eye sockets were sunken, and her cheekbones were protruding.
Muzichuan was really anxious now, and he was too guilty to ask Sun for help, so he let them persuade him.
I can only worry at home alone, kneeling in front of Widow Liu’s bed.
But this time Widow Liu seemed to be determined after eating the weight. If Mu Zichuan didn't let go, she would starve to death.
On the fourth day, Widow Liu was so hungry that she couldn't sit still and could only lie down.
I also started to vomit.
Mu Zichuan couldn't bear it anymore and knelt in front of Widow Liu's bed. "Mom, please don't do this. My son is afraid."
"As long as you are willing to eat, my son will agree to anything." You, do whatever you want!"
These words were like a dose of good medicine, and Widow Liu's eyes, which had been dim for several days, suddenly regained their vitality.
She turned her head and looked at him in disbelief: "Seriously?"
Mu Zichuan raised his hand, "As a gentleman says, a horse is hard to catch, as long as your mother is good , my son agrees to everything.”
Let Mom eat well and take good care of herself first. When she takes good care of herself, she will go to Huguang County to take office after the Chinese New Year.
The first thing to do when a new official takes office is that when the business becomes busy, he will naturally use an excuse to avoid getting married, so that my mother will not be upset.
Widow Liu jumped out of bed, "I'm hungry, I want to eat!"
Seeing that her delaying plan worked, Mu Zichuan was overjoyed and quickly got up to give orders The two maids in the room said: "Bring the food quickly."
The two little maids responded and hurried to bring it.
Widow Liu ate two large bowls of rice in one go, and her strength returned immediately.
I could have eaten the third bowl, but considering that I hadn’t eaten for several days and eating too much suddenly was not good for my health, I had to hold back.
"Bring me some clothes and shoes. I'm going outside to get some fresh air and visit the house." Widow Liu ordered the two little maids again.
One of the two little maids brought some clothes, and the other brought hot water to wash Widow Liu's face and comb her hair.
Seeing Niang Jing go out in high spirits, Mu Zichuan felt both relieved and guilty. I'm sorry, mother, having a grandchild is a trivial matter to others, but for you, it is a huge difficulty.
The only thing to blame is the son. The son still hasn't been able to cross the hurdle in his heart and still can't forget Qing'er.
The son cannot marry another woman. If he rashly marries another woman, it will not bring her happiness, but will delay the life of an innocent woman.
My son does not want to commit any crime, please forgive me.
Until Widow Liu's figure completely disappeared from sight, Mu Zichuan turned around and returned to the house.
He did not read or write. Instead, he opened the box, took out a bundle of scrolls tied with ribbons, and then spread them out one by one on the desk to read.
The same person is all painted on these scrolls.
When she was a child, she was silly and chubby, holding a handful of wild dates in her hand.
A drop of crystal saliva hung on the corner of her mouth...
In her prime, she was a bit more animalistic, with two pigtails, bright eyes, and a playful smile.
And when she was a girl, her waist became thinner and her chest gradually expanded.
But he was very strong, standing by the pond, holding a bucket in each hand.
There are many, many more, all about her. They are opened in a row on the desk, and at a glance, they are like a microcosm of a girl's growth process.
The facial features, eyes and smile are lifelike.
As if standing in front of him alive, smiling, he leaned down, his obsessed eyes wandering over this picture, lingering on it.
These paintings were accumulated over the years, especially when he was in Helanzhou, where he was besieged by rebels.
He was afraid of death, afraid that if he died he would never see her again.
He longs for death again. In this way, he can find her earlier in the next life, and he will no longer be indifferent or disgusted with her.
When they meet in the next life, he must give her as soon as possible. He was caring and warm to her, so that when she first fell in love, she could only see him at first sight.
So during that period of siege, he missed her crazily and drew her crazily.
...
While Mu Zichuan was lying on Yang Ruoqing's many scrolls and mumbling to himself, Widow Liu was with Sun in the backyard kitchen. Widow Liu was helping Sun make dumplings while following. Mrs. Sun begged for help in a low voice.
“I haven’t been here in my hometown for the past two years, and I don’t know much about the girls here who haven’t mentioned their husband’s family yet.” I'm familiar with them, and you're more popular than me. Please help me keep an eye out to see which girl is suitable," Widow Liu said.
Sun said with a smile: "Oh my god, Zichuan is both talented and beautiful. He has everything he wants. Why do we need to inquire about his marriage?"
"As long as you let out a little bit of news, families with girls from ten miles and eight villages will come to inquire about you. Who doesn't want to marry Zichuan!"
Ms. Sun is telling the truth, Muzi Sichuan is indeed excellent, and precisely because she is so excellent, the daughters of the villagers, as well as the wealthy families in the town, do not dare to come and try to climb up the ladder.
Here, Widow Liu continued: "I'm still a little worried. My Zichuan is almost twenty-seven after the Chinese New Year, so he's a bit old."
"Those girls, ten When you reach adulthood at the age of four, you have to talk to your husband's family. If you get married at the age of fifteen or sixteen, where can anyone match his age?" she asked again.
“If you marry a fourteen-year-old, you will be more than a round older than others. I’m worried that they won’t be happy to marry...”
Hearing what Widow Liu said, Mrs. Sun smiled, and suddenly found that Widow Liu actually liked to worry more than herself.
(End of this chapter)