Pampered Pastoral: Orion’s Delicious Little Lady

Zhou lamented one after another, her voice sounding like she was crying blood.

Lu Xiaoman was still young after all, his mother Zhou fell ill, and his brother's life and death were uncertain. For a while, apart from crying to release his depression, it seemed that there was really no other way to relieve it.

Early the next morning, Song Lihua cooked shredded chicken porridge and delivered it to Zhou's room.

Lu Xiaoman got up early, helped Zhou get up, and propped his back against the head of the bed with pillows.

Zhou felt better after drinking some porridge, but she still hesitated to speak.

After a moment, she couldn't help it any longer, took Song Lihua's hand and sighed: "Girl... although you have married into my Lu family, I also know that you and my son Jingzhe have not consummated their marriage. Now... Now my son's life or death is uncertain, how about you..."

Zhou became choked up as she spoke. After taking a few deep breaths to calm down, she continued: "Otherwise, you can remarry. Don't let Xiaoman and I drag you down."

In Zhou's heart, she and Lu Xiaoman have always been a burden to Song Lihua.

Song Lihua, the daughter-in-law, is smart, always has different ideas in her mind, and is diligent and courageous in doing things. The daughter-in-law can be said to have started from scratch by virtue of her ability. Now her family has renovated a new house and has good food and clothing. We have such good conditions thanks to this girl Lihua.

Zhou was not a selfish person. She once thought that when Lu Jingzhe returned in triumph, she might be able to become a real couple with Lihua Girl.

By then, she might be able to hold her grandchildren and enjoy family happiness.

Now it seems...

Many thoughts can now only be turned into a sigh.

Lu Xiaoman also cried, his eyes were swollen like peaches, and his voice was also crying, and he said: "Sister-in-law, just listen to mother. I know you have a good heart, but you should also think more about yourself... Mother I'll take care of it."

She did have such thoughts when she first reached a deal with Lu Jingzhe.

If something happened and Lu Jingzhe couldn't come back, she could just take the book and leave.

But after getting along with each other for half a year, she, Zhou and Lu Xiaoman have long been a family.

Compared to people like Mrs. Song who are related by blood, she and Zhou and other talents are more like relatives, right?

Besides, before Lu Jingzhe left, she patted her chest and promised him emphatically - "Your mother is my mother, and your sister is my sister. If I have a mouthful of soup, they must have a mouthful of meat!"

This promise was still fresh in her mind.

Song Lihua couldn't help but blush, she sniffed and held Zhou's hand, and said slowly: "I have long regarded you as my relatives, you are my biological mother, and Xiaoman is my biological sister. .Speaking of whether to remarry or not, isn’t our life now pretty good?”

Zhou's tears fell down her cheeks, and she felt mixed emotions in her heart.

On the one hand, he was worried about his son's life and death, and on the other hand, he was deeply moved by Song Lihua's words.

Perhaps it was Song Lihua's words that opened her heart. Zhou herself knew that if she continued to be decadent like this, it would be a kind of torture for both Song Lihua and Lu Xiaoman.

Although it takes time to relieve the depression and sadness in my heart, I finally figured it out.

Lu Tiezhu's house had already been hung up with white cloth. His mother was crying at home all day long, and she heard that she was also ill.

Uncle Lu Jiu sighed, after all, Lu Tiezhu went to fight for the whole village.