Traveling through life as a widow: six sons to support her in her old age

Lan Qiyan was carrying the backpack and Yu Xiu was dragging it from behind. The mother and son worked together quite well.

At home, Yuze and his younger brothers had already sown the rapeseed and cleaned the yard. Although it was a thatched house and a yard surrounded by a fence, it was a world of difference compared to before.

The kitchen is just a bit shabby. Mom said she would renovate it before winter.

Looking at his grandmother and younger brothers who were able to eat enough, he was extremely grateful that his grandmother had found a mother for them.

I feel sorry for my mother. She has to endure such an experience at such a young age. I should be nicer to her in the future.

"Brother!" Yu Ze, who was immersed in his own thoughts, was brought back to reality by the word "brother".

He turned around and squatted down, "What's wrong, Xiaolin?"

Yulin's face was solemn, "Brother, do you still want to return to the capital?"

Yuze looked around and hissed, "Don't you know what we are? We are descendants of criminals. If we go back, we will die. If we live, there is still hope."

"What hope is there? Running around all day just to make ends meet?

It's not fair for her to survive for us and then have a girl as our mother."

Yuze nodded, “Xiaolin, I agree with you, but this is the best option for us and her.

If she doesn't marry into the Yu family, will her stepmother find a good family for her?

Do you want to see her being despised by her husband, mistreated by her mother-in-law, and living her whole life just to continue the family line and serve others?

These things don't happen in our family. We are very obedient and don't let her do dirty or tiring work.

Grandma won't treat her harshly, and we won't disobey her, Xiaolin, do you understand?"

Yulin shook her head, "But is this the life she wants? Being a widow, without someone to care for her, without her own flesh and blood, is she happy?"

Now it was Yu Ze's turn to remain silent. He didn't know. He had never asked, and he didn't dare to ask.

"Brother, why are you so worried? We can find a chance to ask mom when she comes back." Yu Zhen said carelessly.

Yuze looked worried, wondering what if the answer his mother gave was not what he wanted.

"Oh, big brother, those who are destined to be together cannot be separated, and those who are not destined to be together cannot be kept together. I think mother is very happy."

"Yeah, big brother, you just think too much, and sixth brother just worries too much. If you ask me, just live one day at a time."

Several younger brothers started chattering, and Yuze ran aside and remained silent.

Yulin also found a stool and sat down, each with his own thoughts.

Before I had even had a quarter of an hour to spare, a little kid poked his head out of the doorway and said, "Brother Yumian, something happened. Your mother and your second brother are fighting with your second uncle's family."

Yumian asked, "Dandi, where do you think my mother and my second brother are?"

"The fight is going on at the foot of the mountain. Brother Yu Xiu asked me to help call for help."

Yuze quickly stood up and said, "Brothers, grab your weapons and protect mother."

At the command, several children picked up a thick firewood stick and ran out.

Old Mrs. Yu was extremely anxious. Why did they all run away? Why was the second son so suicidal? He didn't want the fourth son to be well at all.

When the brothers reached the foot of the mountain, they found that they were not needed at all.

Yuze silently put away all the firewood sticks so that he could cook a meal later.

Yulin twitched his lips and looked at Lan Qiyan sitting on a big rock with a big backpack full of Ophiopogon japonicus next to him. He was cursing and directing his second brother to fight.

"Yu Lao Er, if you don't win this battle, you'll have to starve to death tonight."

"Lan Qiyan, you are still the child's aunt, how could you instigate your son to beat my son?"

"Ma Laihua, shut up! Who is instigating whom? My son and I went into the mountains to dig some herbs to see if we could exchange them for some food, and your son came up and snatched them.

How old is he? He is only three years old. If you saw it and not only did you not stop it, but you also did not condone it, then he will be beaten."

"That's why I didn't see it." Malayhua said weakly.

Lan Qiyan spat, "Stop talking nonsense to me. Didn't you see that your two eyeballs are eager to touch me?"

"Lan Qiyan you...you..."

"What are you!"

Malay Huaqi's chest rose and fell, "Yuye, beat that bastard hard to death."

Lan Qiyan rolled up his sleeves and asked, "Yu Xiu, did you eat all that food?"

The two sides were evenly matched for a while, and the fight became more and more intense. More and more villagers gathered to watch, but no one dared to step forward to stop the fight, mainly for fear of accidental injuries.

"Yu Xiu, are you going to let others insult you like this? We are upright people and we do things clearly. As descendants of the Yu family, the second branch insulted brothers from the same clan. He really deserves a beating. Yu Xiu, you have to teach him a lesson on behalf of your father."

When Yu Xiu heard what his mother said, he was ready to go all out.

In the blink of an eye, Yu Ye's miserable cry was heard at the foot of the mountain, scaring away the birds returning to their nests.

Malayhua cried and threw herself on her son who was lying motionless on the ground, "My son, help me, someone has been beaten to death, Lan Qiyan and his mother have beaten my son to death."

As Malayhua cried, someone invited the village chief. The village chief trotted over and said that if someone died in the village, he would not be able to continue his position as village chief.

"Make way, the village chief is coming." Someone shouted loudly, and everyone made way.

Lan Qiyan kicked Yu Xiu and said, "Faint quickly."

As he was also tired, Yu Xiu fell straight to the ground, raising a layer of dust.

Lan Qiyan pinched his thigh and two drops of cat urine flowed out, "My son, it's easy for us. We go out in the morning and come back in the evening, and we only find this little Ophiopogon japonicus. We don't know if we can sell it.

But some people just dislike you for being poor and are afraid that you will become rich, so they snatch away a basket of herbs that have no medicinal effects at all.

Why is my life so miserable? If I hadn’t married here…”

When the village chief walked in, he heard the fourth daughter-in-law crying. It was so heartbreaking to hear and shed tears to see!

The key point is that both sides cried together. He stroked his beard and coughed, "Quiet, quiet."

Lan Qiyan stopped talking instantly, his mouth trembling from trying to hold back his tears, and his red eyes really made people feel pity for him.

On the other hand, Malay Flower showed no signs of stopping and cried out of breath, "Village Chief, you have to help us. My son was beaten to death by him."

Yulin quietly walked around and lifted up a pile of rocks. A dense crowd of woodlice ran out. He reached out and caught a few of them, and then led out a few centipedes.

While Ma Laihua continued to slander Lan Qiyan, Yune on the ground jumped up and screamed.

Lan Qiyan seemed to see several centipedes falling from his body, and a centipede eating a woodlice on his clothes.

Her eyelids were twitching. Centipedes eat centipedes, and centipedes eat woodlice. Which son did this? Yulin had no chance of escaping.

As expected, Lan Qiyan saw Yu Lin, who seemed to be smiling, behind him through Yu Ye who was jumping around.

She shuddered. Next time she was in a bad mood, she would beat Yu Xiu, or go play with Yu Zhen and Yu Mian. She didn't dare to be alone with this cheap little son.

Mom, she is afraid that she will be covered with bugs. Who can save her?