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

"Mom, I will study hard and earn a living for you in the future."

Lan Qiyan nodded and said, "Study hard and make progress every day. We have a lot of cakes at home, and I am almost full."

Yu also smiled embarrassedly, "Mom, I'll go buy something right away, you can rest here for a while."

Lan Qiyan looked at the people around her. She was resting in the middle of the street. Didn’t she seem a little too high-profile?

"Son, do you want me to lie here or sit here?"

Yuze also reacted, "This is indeed not the right place, Mom, come with me."

"Come on, I'll go with you. Seeing your condition, I'm really worried about you going."

Lan Qiyan took Yu Ze to buy the needle and thread that Old Lady Yu needed, as well as a foot of cloth and some scraps of cloth that the boss didn't want.

Boys' clothes, especially those made of jade, are easily worn out, and these scraps of cloth are great tools for mending them.

After buying everything, the two of them went to a bun shop and bought some meat buns and vegetarian buns, and also ordered two bowls of rice porridge.

By the way, I asked about the teachers in the town. The owner of the bun shop was a friendly old man. He said that his son-in-law was a yamen runner in the county government.

They were involved in various affairs and had some understanding of all walks of life in the town, so they asked the right person.

"I think this child is not small?"

"Old man, to be honest, this child has a hard life. He lost his mother at the age of three and his father at the age of nine..."

The boss of the bun shop listened for a while before asking, "So you are..."

"I am his stepmother. My life is even more bitter, more bitter than coptis chinensis." Lan Qiyan tearfully recounted in front of the door of the bun shop how her stepmother tortured her and how she became what she is today.

Everyone thought her story was even more exciting than the storyteller’s. In order to listen to her story, everyone sold out the steamed buns in the shop.

Finally, all the buns were sold out and the story was over.

Lan Qiyan felt that he had shed about two kilograms of tears, and combined with the physical exertion of crying, he had lost at least five kilograms on this trip.

The owner of the bun shop saw that all the buns for the day were sold out and thought it was all thanks to this young lady.

In return, he personally took Lan Qiyan and his mother to a place.

"Don't think that Qingshan College and Yunhua are good. To put it bluntly, they are not suitable for you to go there.

I am an old man and I would not lie to you. This Master Cao is a man of great background.

He has very high standards, so he would rather not teach than accept someone without talent."

"Old man, what do you mean by a gifted person?"

"Haha, I'm totally ignorant, so I really don't know, but I think it should be pleasing to his eyes."

Lan Qiyan turned to look at Yuze and said, "My eldest son will surely be able to do it."

"Haha, you are a good stepmother. This little boy has grown up now. It would be great if he could stay at home to help you with housework and take care of the child. If not, you can send him to be an apprentice.

It's not worth your time to support him to study. What if he turns out to be an ungrateful person? What will you do?"

Lan Qiyan shrugged, "It doesn't matter, I can live with my conscience.

Uncle, I have six, and there must be one with a conscience.

If one of them succeeds, I can enjoy my old age in peace."

"Haha, you're quite open-minded."

"Old man, in life, if you can think positively, eat well, and sleep well, that is happiness."

The boss of the bun shop looked back at Lan Qiyan, and then said meaningfully, "You are indeed a blessed person."

"Of course, I'll be waiting to chew my son in the future."

The two of them chatted with each other as they walked through several streets and alleys, and finally stopped in front of a square house.

"What are these two? They are just two stones." Lan Qiyan muttered.

"Mother, these two are stone drums. They can be placed at the door of a house with achievements. They are a symbol of status."

"Well, I'm just an ordinary country woman, and I really don't understand these things.

How did you know that? That's amazing, isn't it? "

"Mom, there are words on it."

Lan Qiyan felt a little embarrassed. She couldn't read and the characters didn't know her. What did it have to do with her?

She was still embarrassed when the old man knocked on the door and a young man came out. "What do you do?"

"Little brother, I am Lao Wang who sells buns in the north of the city. Thank you for your hard work.

I have a student here who is very smart. Let Master Cao take a good look at him."

The man inside glanced at him casually and said, "Our master has very high standards. Not just anyone can come in."

What does Lan Qiyan’s violent temper mean?

I'm just a doorman, not much higher than them, so who should I look down on?

"Whether you can enter or not is up to Master Cao. It has nothing to do with you, right?

How can you be so shameless that you can be the master of Master Cao? "Lan Qiyan was very angry, what a bullshit.

"Humph, although I can't make the decision for Master Cao, whether you can come in still depends on my opinion.

I now declare that you cannot come in. The collection is full. Go back and don’t come to our door. It’s embarrassing.”

The old man pushed the door open hastily, "Little brother, please be flexible. It's not easy for them to come here."

"Humph, it's not easy for them to have anything to do with me. Our Master doesn't have time to investigate a country bumpkin. Get lost now."

Yuze stepped forward and said, "Brother, I am here sincerely to learn knowledge. Please open the door and let us see the master. If I fail the assessment, I will leave immediately."

"Go away, who is your brother? Don't try to be related to me."

The old man in the bun shop was also a little angry. He had brought many children here before, and they were always polite. What happened today?

It's a stranger, and he doesn't show any humanity at all!

Lan Qiyan has endured enough, his face is so annoying.

My uncle can tolerate it, but my aunt can’t.

She walked to the steps, sat down and started crying, "Oh my God, this is not going to allow me to live.

My mother and I got up early, walked for two hours, and finally headed straight to Master Cao, exhausted.

Even the old man at the steamed stuffed bun shop in the north of the city couldn't bear to see my mother and I suffer, so he specially led the way for us.

But Master Cao is both close and far away, and his doorman is very powerful.

They said we were country bumpkins and wouldn't let us in without a tael of silver as tea money.

"My Lord, please help me. When did you let a doorman run Master Cao's academy?"

As Lan Qiyan wailed, more and more people gathered in front of Master Cao's door.

The old man, who was originally worried, was now looking back at the closed door with his lips twitching.

Those who are barefoot are not afraid of those who wear shoes. This little woman is really smart.

Lan Qiyan cried so hard and spoke so heartbrokenly.

Yuze couldn't help but almost burst out laughing. His mother was so awesome. He would improve his skills by following her every day.