Priceless: A widow with a baby asks the prince to marry again

After her aunt came back with her uncle, Liu Rusi no longer paid any attention to her scumbag father.

After a brief explanation, the uncle thought the same as his aunt, thinking that Qin Lie was reluctant to leave the mother and son at home. The uncle even dispelled his doubts about Qin Yi's identity.

With the deep affection Qin Lie had for his niece, how could he abandon her at home just to pursue fame? He didn't want her to touch those rough jobs, so how could he leave like that knowing that she would be tired?

Sure enough, Qin Lie was forced to go out by his niece before, but after a round, he was worried, so he came back and hurried to take the mother and son away together.

"I can help you raise the cows, chickens and ducks, but so many things are not a small amount. You can't just give them all to me!" said my uncle seriously.

Liu Rusi smiled softly and said, "We don't know how long it will take Haohao and I to come back. Don't let the chickens and ducks die by then. Just give them all to uncle. If we can't make it out there in the future, we'll need uncle to give us food when we come back."

"Absolutely not!" Chu Shiyu said seriously that he would not let them have that kind of moment!

The uncle chuckled when he saw this. He knew that his nephew's husband was a capable man. He came back dressed properly just a few days after going out. He didn't refuse anymore and told them to return the money when they wanted to go back in the future.

"Then let's come to my house for dinner tonight, as a farewell party for us." Liu Rusi looked at her uncle and aunt sincerely. In this age without airplanes and cars, sometimes separation meant a lifetime, so they had to say goodbye properly.

After delivering the chickens, ducks and cows, Liu Rusi glanced at Caiyun as she walked back and said, "Tell them when I go to your house? Invite them over for dinner tonight."

Caiyun couldn't say how she felt about her family. Although her mother was almost entirely devoted to her younger brother after he came into being, she was still good to her, so she was a little reluctant to leave... As for her father, he was not as bad as her sister Si's father, but he was not good either. She neither hated him nor loved him.

"Yeah, okay." Huang Caiyun felt that they might never see each other again, so no matter how she felt, it would be nice to have a meal together before parting.

However, she didn't expect that Sister Si not only invited them to dinner, but also gave the crops and vegetables planted in the fields to the Huang family. If they could grow enough crops in the future, she could also lend them the land for farming.

After walking out of Huang's house, Caiyun whispered, "Why give it to my father? Sister Si has always been kind to my father, but he has never really repaid you. When I went to Sister Si's house, he also got ten taels of silver!"

"Not really. I can't harvest the crops and vegetables myself. My uncle is too busy to take care of them. It won't be wasted if your father harvests them... As for the land, I'll lend it to him to plant. If he doesn't plant it, it will just go to waste. I just happened to ask your father to help me look after the Qin family's house."

Liu Rusi naturally had her own considerations. There were always some belongings in the house that could not be moved away. As the closest neighbors, the Huang family could help keep an eye on them so that they would not be emptied.

Although Huang Dashi is short-sighted and selfish, he cares about his reputation and has some superficial morals, so he will fulfill some of his promises to her.

Caiyun understood and nodded, and Chu Shiyu, who had been following her, once again admired her meticulousness. She was always able to arrange everything in the best way within her ability.

After visiting the two families, Liu Rusi went home and began to pack her belongings and luggage, putting away things that she would not take with her and sorting out things that she would take with her.

Chu Shiyu could only stand by and stare blankly once again. He was still unfamiliar with this family and it was difficult for him to help even if he wanted to. He only felt a little presence when he occasionally had to move a wooden box or a heavy object.

Liu Rusi took out three linen backpacks of different sizes from a box. She made these when Qin Lie was around. At that time, she naively thought that there were no such things as bags in ancient times, and she thought it was a business opportunity.

Later I learned that this kind of thing that doesn’t require technical support has already existed. It’s just that its application is limited. For example, wealthy people have servants to carry things, so they don’t need to hang a bag on themselves.

Cloth is precious to ordinary people, so they would not use cloth to make a bag that is not often used. A piece of cloth would be directly packed into a bundle, and after the bundle is used, it can still be a piece of cloth that can be made into clothes after being opened.

Generally speaking, those who use bags are mostly small vendors, monks and Taoists who often go on long journeys to practice, as well as scholars, doctors and other people who carry a lot of personal belongings.

After Liu Rusi made these three bags for her own use, except for the time when she and Qin Lie tried to carry them, they were kept at the bottom of the box...

Waking up from her memories, she still had a smile on her face. She shouted to Qin Hao, who was struggling in her room about what book to bring: "Haohao, come here. Mom made a bag for you before, but you haven't tried it yet!"

Little Qin Hao came running over and saw the backpack and couldn't help but wonder, "Why haven't I seen mom do this?"

"Hahaha, you were only one and a half years old at that time, and you didn't have a photographic memory since you were a child!" Liu Rusi laughed teasingly. "Come on, recite it yourself. I expected you to recite it when you were seven years old and went to school. It will be a little big now."

Little Qin Hao put on his bag, and Liu Rusi also tried to put on her own bag, but as soon as her eyes passed over the bag that belonged to Qin Lie, her eyes dimmed.

Chu Shiyu, who had been in the corner without a sense of presence, had been staring at the bag for a long time. When he saw Liu Rusi's expression, he was impulsive and asked, "Can I try that bag?"

Liu Rusi looked up at him, but she didn't have the disgust that he was afraid of. She just said calmly, "You can't use it."

As she spoke, she took off her bag and handed it to Xiao Caiyun, who was pretending to be deaf and dumb. Then she put Qin Lie's bag on her back and said with a smile, "It's not much bigger."

Little Qinhao likes his backpack very much, he can take a lot of books with him!

But in the end, in addition to the martial arts manual that Chu Shiyu asked him to bring, he only brought the books he had read before. Because Chu Shiyu told him that when he went to the capital, he would buy books without mistakes and bring the books he had read to compare and correct the mistakes he had learned before.

However, he was not concerned about books, but there was one thing that little Qin Hao was concerned about, and that was the sand table for writing.

Although Chu Shiyu said that they could use paper and ink in the future, little Qin Hao found that he wanted to use a sand table more. He even suddenly realized that part of the reason why he liked reading so much was because of this sand table!

But the sand table is not easy to carry, right? Will it break on the road? But Xiao Qinhao couldn't decide to give up the sand table, so he had to go and ask Liu Rusi.

"Mom, I want to take the sand table away."

Liu Rusi turned to look at him and said with a smile, "Then take it with you."

"But the sandbox is filled with sand and is not easy to carry. Besides, will the sandbox be damaged on the road? And, what if I lose it..." Little Qin Hao was very conflicted.

Liu Rusi walked up to him, squatted down, looked at him seriously and said, "We will be gone for a long time this time and may not come back for the rest of our lives. If you leave the sand table behind, you must be mentally prepared to never have it again."

"I want to take it! Mom, help me figure out how to pack the sand so it won't leak!"

Little Qin Hao found a way and ran out immediately.

As soon as he left, Chu Shiyu walked up to Liu Rusi excitedly and held her shoulders. His questions were very similar to the sand table, so if he told her, would she understand him?

"I...I also..." Chu Shiyu cursed inwardly, wondering how come he, who was usually eloquent, couldn't even say a single sentence clearly!

"I am a human being and I have my own ideas."

Chu Shiyu's excitement was suddenly dampened. It turned out that Liu Rusi understood without him saying anything, but even though she understood it, she didn't understand or agree.

Feeling uncomfortable, he said somewhat speciously: "People say that all things have spirits. The sand table has received countless words and spirits. How do you know that it doesn't have spirits? It doesn't have its own ideas?"

Liu Rusi found that the person in front of her was more like a naughty child than Qin Hao. She said helplessly: "If the sand table really has a spirit, it must be willing to go with us."

"How do you know?" Chu Shiyu knew that he was being unreasonable, but he didn't want to admit that he decided to take Liu Rusi away even though he knew she didn't want to.

Liu Rusi looked at him in silence for a while before she slowly spoke: "The sand table was made by Qin Lie for me, and later Qin Hao liked it and started using it."

Birth, past and present are all with them, so how could the sand table be unwilling to follow if it has a spirit?

Chu Shiyu silently let go of her shoulders. He had humiliated himself again. The difference between him and Liu Rusi and Qin Hao and the sand table was that he was not the one at the beginning...

"I...I'll wait for you outside." Chu Shiyu felt embarrassed and ran away.

Liu Rusi sighed softly. She didn't want to hurt Chu Shiyu.

After all, he had no ill will towards her... Even if she hated him for taking them away without any explanation, going to the capital was beneficial to Qin Hao after all, so if she asked herself, she didn't feel disgusted.

Liu Rusi and the others didn't want to take much with them. Just her medical supplies, some clothes for each of them, and some silver.

The one hundred taels had been buried under the bed in that room since the first day she came into this world. Now Liu Rusi didn't want to dig it out and take it away. The more than two hundred taels on her body were already heavy enough.

The doors and windows were tightly closed, and there was only her and Xiao Qinhao in the room. She pulled Xiao Qinhao to lie on the ground, and she held a small pole in her hand to point at a piece of ground that was impossible to tell apart.

She whispered, "Haohao, remember the location! There are 100 taels of silver buried underneath. If there is any accident in the future and you come back without money, you can dig it out."

"How could there be an accident and I'm the only one coming back?" Little Qin Hao's big eyes were full of worry.

"An accident is something unexpected. I don't know if it will happen. Maybe it will never happen. It's just in case." Liu Rusi tried to make her son understand that there was nothing to worry about.

Little Qin Hao, who was a genetically mutated child, understood it immediately. "It's just to prepare for a rainy day, right? But I don't think I should assume that I will come back without money. I should assume how to come back with my mother!"

Liu Rusi naturally would not discourage his filial piety, so she nodded and said, "Haohao is right, but we can't take the money with us, and it's safe to bury it underground. And you are growing up slowly, and mother is very confident in you, so she will start to tell you important things."

Feeling Liu Rusi's trust, little Qin Hao was so happy that his eyebrows were not visible. He tilted his head to Liu Rusi, chuckled softly, and whispered: "Don't worry, mother, Haohao won't tell anyone else."

After finishing what needed to be cleaned up, it was almost dusk and time to prepare the farewell dinner. Aunt and Mrs. Huang came early to help. Huang Caiyun was good at these chores on weekdays, and little Qinhao could also help a little. More people in the kitchen meant less work.

However, Chu Shiyu rushed back and snatched the job of peeling melons and cutting vegetables. Anyway, he had already "robbed" it, so it didn't matter if he "robbed" a few more small things.

Liu Rusi was about to kill the last reserved chicken for cooking, when Chu Shiyu came over and snatched the kitchen knife from her hand. "I'll do it!"

"Can you?" Liu Rusi looked at him doubtfully.

Chu Shiyu paused for a moment while holding the chicken and the kitchen knife, and said in a low voice with some embarrassment: "You teach me?"

You won't be able to use this after learning it... But Liu Rusi didn't object. It wouldn't hurt to learn more skills, so she patiently taught me how to cut and bleed...

Then the hair is plucked, the body is cleaned, cut open and the internal organs are removed, the hair is removed by scalding with hot water, and finally it is chopped into pieces...

Chu Shiyu didn't know anything, but he just wouldn't let go. Liu Rusi had no choice but to teach him the whole time. Fortunately, he was not stupid, and he was quick enough even when learning while doing.

The women in the kitchen smiled knowingly at each other. Regardless of whether they knew he was not Qin Lie's, they all felt that Liu Rusi's suffering had finally paid off.

Only little Qin Hao was thinking, if only he could grow up quickly, his mother wouldn't let him touch knives before he was ten years old, and when he grows up, she can teach him how to kill chickens.

Liu Rusi doesn't drink, and even at a farewell dinner like this, there was no jar of wine on the table.

However, Huang Dashi still enjoyed the meal very much. In addition to killing a fresh and fat chicken, Liu Rusi also cooked all the remaining bacon and sausages. The table of meat dishes was simply delicious.

Even the scumbag father who came to eat after hearing the news, Liu Rusi served him a bowl of rice with meat and vegetables before driving him out to eat.

But apart from the two of them, everyone else was in a low mood. The uncle held Xiao Qinhao's hand and looked at Liu Rusi, asking with some sadness: "Are we leaving tomorrow morning?"

Liu Rusi glanced at Chu Shiyu and saw him lower his head to avoid her sight, so she answered her uncle clearly: "Well, we will leave in the morning."

Liu Ronggui held back the tears in his eyes and said in a hoarse voice, "Uncle will see you off again tomorrow morning."

"Okay." Liu Rusi couldn't help but feel a little sad.