My name is Chang An, your name is Gu Li

"Mrs. Zhang..."

Chang An wanted to stop it, but Su Meng stopped him and Gu Li. Chang An could only watch, watching Zhang Aiyu holding her stomach with one hand and the ground with the other, slowly and with difficulty bending down.

However, because she was eight months pregnant, Zhang Aiyu was unable to bend her body completely. She could only lower her head and gesture to Chang An like a humble slave.

"Ai Yu thanks Marquis Dingkang for helping my son and saving him from an unjust humiliation." Zhang Ai Yu looked a little uncomfortable. Chang An was so anxious that he simply shook off Su Meng's hand, walked up to her and helped her up.

"Okay, okay, just bow, no need to kneel. You don't have to kneel to me, and I am not qualified to accept your kneeling." Chang An helped Zhang Aiyu up and said.

Zhang Aiyu's eyes were red at this time, and then he took a deep breath and said, "Marquis Dingkang, you helped me, and I will fulfill my promise. But... Marquis Dingkang needs to wait for a few months."

"Because the child is about to be born, and he will have to stay in confinement for the next month... and I have to arrange a new home for him. He will definitely suffer if he follows me, so I want to accompany him for the last few days."

Chang An just looked at Zhang Aiyu quietly. The other party seemed to feel that he did not believe her, so she said nervously: "Marquis Dingkang, please rest assured that I will fulfill my words. Besides, I have a child with me, so I definitely cannot escape and will not escape."

Chang An smiled and asked, "Why are you running?"

Zhang Aiyu was stunned for a moment, his mind still hadn't come to its senses. Then Chang An said:

"Besides, how many kind-hearted people are there in Chang'an now? If you leave your child at someone's doorstep, what if the owner abandons him on the roadside and lets him starve to death?"

Zhang Aiyu didn't know what to do or what to say.

"Then Marquis Dingkang, I..."

Chang An smiled and said, "My meaning is very simple. You don't have to work like a slave for me. You just need to take good care of the child. Instead of finding a good family to entrust the child to, it's better to find a good family to entrust yourself to."

"The most important thing is that a child can have nothing but his mother."

"But, I have promised before that if Marquis Dingkang helps me, I will serve you in return..." Zhang Aiyu said hurriedly. It is only natural to repay a favor.

"I have plenty of maids and servants at home, so we don't need a Madam Zhang." Chang An said with a smile.

"Then...then Marquis Dingkang, why are you helping me if you don't ask for any reward?" Zhang Aiyu asked again. Although according to rumors, Chang An only favored Gu Li, now it seems that she is afraid that Chang An wants to take a concubine.

In today's terms, he is considered a scapegoat.

Su Meng spoke up to help at this time, "Ai Yu, Li'er is pregnant now, and there is a baby in her belly."

Zhang Aiyu looked at Su Meng, then at Gu Li, and asked, "Does this... have anything to do with it?"

Chang An explained: "My mother Gu is also pregnant. I am helping you, which can be regarded as accumulating some good karma for our child."

"I'm helping you because you're willing to come to me for the sake of your child. You're a mother who loves her child. It's only natural for me to help you. If I don't, it would be unjust."

When Zhang Aiyu heard this, she was about to kneel down again, because now it was the only thing she could do. But Chang An reached out his hand to stop her again, and once again told her not to kneel down.

The other party's eyes were now filled with tears, and he didn't know what to say. He hesitated and finally said the deepest words in his heart:

"But...but I was a..." Zhang Aiyu's tears flowed down her cheeks, "If the child lives with me, he will have to bear things that he shouldn't have to bear. This is my fault, not the child's..."

Chang An scolded: "This is not your fault. There is nothing wrong with being a mother. Since you already have a child, you should assume the responsibility of a mother. Even if he doesn't have a father, he still has you, and that's enough."

"And I'm not helping you, I'm helping the child! I'm not helping you just to have another maid in the house, nor am I unable to feed your mouth, I just don't want there to be one less mother in this world!"

Zhang Aiyu stared at Chang An blankly and found that he no longer looked earnest, but rather a little annoyed.

"Then Lord Dingkang has shown such great kindness, I..."

Chang An waved his hand and said, "You don't have to repay me. When the baby is one month old, invite us to have a full-month tea. Don't cry too much. Crying too much can easily cause miscarriage and hurt the baby."

Su Meng walked up to Zhang Aiyu and wiped her tears with a handkerchief. Zhang Aiyu looked at Chang An and said, "Thank you for your kindness, Marquis Dingkang. Although you don't ask for anything in return, Aiyu can't help but give back."

"This time when I go back, Ai Yu will find a place with Marquis Ding Kang, offer incense and pray for you and your wife every day. This is the only thing Ai Yu can do, and I hope Marquis Ding Kang will not refuse."

After saying that, Zhang Aiyu bent down as much as he could, and it seemed that he really wanted Chang An to agree. At this time, Su Meng looked at Chang An and winked at him.

"Okay, then it's up to you."

Chang An said that he didn't know why it was now a sin not to repay a favor.

"Thank you, Marquis Dingkang." Zhang Aiyu then smiled.

"Then this matter is over. Madam Zhang, just take good care of the child in the future. If there are any difficulties in the future, you will have to come by yourself." Chang An then breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile.

"Aiyu will."

Su Meng supported Zhang Aiyu at this time and said, "In this case, let's go back first. You are also tired from what happened today."

"Okay, Marquis Dingkang, Madam, goodbye."

Zhang Aiyu nodded slightly to Chang An and Gu Li, then left with Su Meng. Chang An also returned to the mansion with Gu Li.

......

At night, Chang An went to take a shower, and Gu Li was in the study recording the account book because she had something to do during the day. After she finished writing the last account, she closed the account book.

She breathed a sigh of relief, picked up the account book and was about to put it away when she saw a piece of poetry paper under the account book. She was a little curious, so she put down the account book, picked up the poem paper, and read it:

"Thinking of my mother - The dancing costumes fluttered in Pingkangfang, and her delicate face was reflected on the painted bridge. Today the dance ended and the dancers left, just like a loving mother leaving her son. My loving mother's voice and face often appear in my dreams, and I have dreamed of my hometown many times. I miss Xuantang's kindness, and there is no Zhang dancer in Pingkang anymore."

When Gu Li saw this poem, she suddenly felt her heart tighten, as if she understood why Chang An was so concerned about Zhang Aiyu's affairs. She opened her mouth, but no sound came out.

She calmed down, put down the poem paper, picked up the account book and put it where it should be. Then she slowly walked towards the room. Halfway through, she suddenly heard Chang An's voice:

"Mrs. Gu?"

"Ah... eh."

Gu Li was startled and responded quickly.

"Have you finished recording Madam Gu's accounts?" Chang An didn't notice anything unusual about Gu Li, and asked with a smile as usual.

"Yes, I have memorized it all."

Gu Li looked at Chang An not far away, and suddenly a pang of sadness rose in her heart. She ran up quickly, took Chang An's hand, and said, "Chang Lang, there is still me."

Chang An was stunned for a moment, not knowing why Gu Li suddenly said such a thing, and asked: "What's wrong with Gu Niang? Why are you saying this?"

"Chang Lang...Chang Lang, are you missing your mother?" Gu Li asked.

"I......"

Chang An raised his eyebrows, and before he could reply, he heard Gu Li say, "I know that Chang Lang's mother became a Buddha when Chang Lang was a child. Today, she saw Madam Zhang like this and said those words. Is it because of this?"

As he spoke, Gu Li held Chang An's hand tighter, and then led him into the room. Chang An didn't know what to say at this time, because he was missing his own mother instead of the original owner's mother.

Since he became an office worker, he had not contacted his mother much, and then he wrote this poem with the help of the original owner. But he never thought that Gu Li must have seen this poem and immediately thought of this matter.

After returning to the house, Gu Li pulled Chang An to sit beside the bed. The two sat quietly for a while, and Gu Li asked, "Chang Lang, did you help Madam Zhang before because..."

Chang An didn't know how to start the conversation, so he just hugged Gu Li and gently touched her face. Gu Li was full of heartache at this time, and her slender fingers gently slid across Chang An's face.

"Chang Lang, please don't be so sad anymore, okay?" Gu Li breathed softly.

"I know. My mother also hopes that I can live a good life. Besides, I have a mother now and I will become a grandfather. How can I be sad?"

Gu Li stared at Chang An with his big eyes and asked, "Really? Has Chang Lang ever thought about A Niang?"

"How could there be no such thing? What child wouldn't miss his mother?" Chang An said.

"Do you feel sad when you think about it?"

"I shouldn't be sad. I just feel guilty that I can't fulfill my filial duty to her." Chang An sighed. This was his true thought.

"It's okay. Didn't Chang Lang tell me to cherish the present?" Gu Li straightened his hair and said, "Chang Lang will protect me in the future and prevent Xiaoguai from becoming like Chang Lang, isn't that good enough?"

"That makes sense."