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

Qin Yi was bored sitting in the house, so he walked out slowly. He wouldn't feel bored sitting outside.

As soon as he went out, he saw Xiao Qinhao under the thatched shed in the front yard. There was a table in the shed with books and a wooden plate on it. He walked closer and found that the wooden plate was filled with fine sand, and Xiao Qinhao was holding a pointed pen and writing and drawing on it.

"Why don't you use paper and ink..." As soon as Qin Yi asked, he realized that there was a hint of "why don't you eat meat" and immediately added: "I see that your family is not rich, but it is not poor either."

"It's just practice, so there's no need to waste paper and ink. The money saved can be used to buy paper and ink after you go to college." Little Qin Hao knew the situation at home.

Standing next to the table, Qin Yi saw the words "Serving parents, admonishing them..." written on the sand table, and he knew that the child was learning the Analects. So did the child happen to learn that part yesterday? Wasn't it his mother who taught him this?

"Uncle, can you stand a little closer?" Little Qin Hao looked up at him with a serious expression.

Qin Yi observed for a moment and found that he was blocking the light. He coughed lightly with some embarrassment and moved to the other side of the table to watch the child study.

Little Qin Hao's book was closed, and he was copying from memory. Knowing that he was not yet five years old, Qin Yi could not help but secretly marvel at his talent. Most people could not read a few words, but he was really talented.

Although the handwriting of the little Qin Hao was immature, it was very neat. After the child finished writing a sentence, Qin Yi commented: "You are respectful but not disobedient. You wrote the word disobedient wrongly."

Little Qin Hao was stunned, and quickly opened the book to find the passage he had written down. He took a look at it, then pointed at the word "violate" and asked Qin Yi to look at it.

Qin Yi was silent for a while, then said with certainty: "It's also wrong in the book."

I thought I had to explain to little Qin Hao that some books were copied by scholars. If the scholars made mistakes in writing, then the copied books would also be wrong. Unexpectedly, the child nodded naturally: "Yes, Mom said that not everything written in the book is correct."

As little Qin Hao spoke, he handed the pen to Qin Yi, spread the fine sand flat with a ruler, and motioned for him to write the correct word "Wei".

While writing, Qin Yi gained a better understanding of the female doctor: she is calculating, careless, infatuated... and insightful.

"Do you understand what learning means?" Qin Yi watched the child repeatedly writing the correct word "Wei" on the sand table, and couldn't help but be curious. If he knew what it meant, he would be a genius.

"I understand some of it, and don't understand some of it. Mom said that I should remember the things I don't know, because my great-grandfather is in poor health and I can't go to see him." Little Qin Hao seemed very melancholy.

Qin Yi became interested and said with a smile: "Then you can ask me, I know everything."

Little Qin Hao's eyes lit up immediately. He looked around and said in a low voice: "Hurry up, there are so many things I don't understand!"

"Why is it so urgent?" Qin Yi asked puzzledly.

"Mom said I can't learn too much at once, or I'll become stupid."

"Huh?" Qin Yirui's eyes widened in surprise. "Do you believe this?"

Little Qin Hao hesitated for a while before saying, "I believe it and I don't. Mother said that we can't just study and not be lazy. We need to observe the mountains and rivers, experience the four seasons, and remember the kindness of others."

Qin Yi opened his thin lips slightly, silently swallowing the words "foolish opinion" in his mind. "It makes sense, so why don't you believe it?"

Little Qin Hao rubbed his feet back and forth on the ground a little embarrassedly. "I just want to learn, I don't want to believe it."

"Hahahaha, interesting! Really interesting!"

In the Qin family courtyard, the adults were teaching tirelessly and the children were eager to learn, and the atmosphere was filled with joy.

At this time, Liu Rusi was wielding a hoe and weeding in the field. The grass and trees were lush in spring, and if they were not weeded, they would take away nutrients from the crops.

Tired from working, Liu Rusi leaned against a tree trunk to take a rest. When she calmed down, she heard people chatting on the other side of the woods.

"Scarface is really back, but now he can't be called Scarface anymore, because all the scars on his face are gone."

"Didn't the witch doctor say many times that he was not her man?"

The corner of Liu Rusi's mouth twitched. She studied clinical medicine, but in ancient times it was called a witch doctor?

"She can say whatever she wants, but she didn't just carry the man back to live in her house. And she even held a big banquet yesterday to welcome her man back!"

"I've heard about that, too. They also killed a big rooster. Maybe it was a sacrifice to the gods?"

"What's the point of offering sacrifice to heaven? She was just replacing one thing with another! She used a rooster to replace the ghosts in the underworld! Otherwise, it would be a mess if the dead could be easily resurrected! Why didn't she admit that he was her man? Why did Scarface change his face? She must be afraid of being discovered and caught again!"

Haha, I didn’t know I was so amazing…

"Then... could it be possible that this was a mistake, and it was someone else who was injured?"

"How could we be wrong? He showed up right on Scarface's grave! And do you know what day it was? It was Scarface's death anniversary!"

Liu Rusi stood up in a flash. Yes! How could it be such a coincidence! Is there really such a coincidence in the world? Why can't it be Qin Lie who has returned?

Delusions surged like a flash flood, breaking through her rationality. She ran very fast, faster than when she escaped eight years ago. She rushed into the mountain road and turned the bend, not even noticing that one of her shoes had been lost on the road.

Standing breathlessly in front of Qin Lie's grave, she swung the hoe she had been holding without stopping. She wanted to take a look... just a look...

"when!"

The hoe happened to fall on the stone surrounding the grave, and it was shaken out of her hand, but fortunately it did not bounce back and hurt her.

Liu Rusi suddenly woke up, and two tears fell into the soil. What was she doing...

All the strength in her body was drained away, and she slid down to the ground, leaning against the tombstone. The delusion just now turned into tears that poured out of her eyes, and she burst into tears...

"Qin Lie...I miss you so much..."

"...You shouldn't be so nice to me...In this world, there is another world...No one has ever..."

"No one will ever be so good to me... I can't bear to leave you... Qin Lie..."

The wailing gradually subsided, and she leaned against the tombstone, crying silently.

After an unknown amount of time, a small figure ran over, hugged her, and called softly, "Mom."

At the foot of the mountain, Qin Yi was trying to walk up the mountain.

In the morning, they taught the children. One was knowledgeable and talented, while the other was smart and studious. They were so happy that they forgot the time. It was not until little Qin Hao's stomach rumbled that he realized that it was past noon and his mother had not returned home yet.

Qin Yi was worried if something had happened, but little Qin Hao asked him to wait at home. He was very sure that his mother was on the mountain, so he ran up the mountain like a rabbit.

"Uncle... I told you to wait at home." Little Qin Hao's tone sounded somewhat aggrieved. When his mother missed his father, she would go up the mountain and cry for a while, but he didn't want others to know.

Qin Yi saw the child holding Liu Rusi's hand, and Liu Rusi looked like a pear blossom in the rain, with a pair of red eyes... Then he noticed that she had one white jade-like foot bare, and she was walking down the mountain road on the dead branches and stones...

"Qin Hao, you should go get a pair of shoes for your mother first."

Qin Hao was just a child after all, and was not very thoughtful in doing things. After being reminded, he realized that it would hurt his mother if she went down the mountain barefoot, so he immediately ran down the mountain to get his shoes.

"Run slower!" Liu Rusi shouted hurriedly. Seeing that the child didn't listen, she couldn't help but glare at Qin Yi. There was not much way down the mountain, so why was he carrying his shoes?

Qin Yi touched his nose awkwardly. He wanted to help, such as carrying her down the mountain, or getting her shoes...but due to her injuries and not knowing where her shoes were, he had to let the child go back.

Standing on the mountain path, Liu Rusi had just cried so hard that her eyes were swollen and painful. She was seen by outsiders in a disheveled state with only one shoe on... Liu Rusi also felt a little uncomfortable, so she raised her foot and continued to walk down slowly.

"Let's wait for Qin Hao to come back! There are many rocks on the mountain and it will hurt your feet." Qin Yi subconsciously grabbed her.

Liu Rusi pushed his hand away without leaving a trace, and just raised her bare foot. The sole of her foot was covered with dust and turned black, but it was not difficult to see that her foot had been injured in many places...

She said casually, "It's not that far."

Qin Yi frowned and pulled her back again, saying seriously, "It's worse, so suffer less."

Liu Rusi didn't want to argue about such a small matter, so she changed the subject. "You have an injury on your leg, you shouldn't run up the mountain, the wound will open up."

"It's okay, I didn't walk fast." The wound on his thigh was indeed painful, but he was just worried that something might have happened to Liu Rusi, and Qin Hao, a little kid, couldn't handle it.

Xiao Qinhao quickly came back with the shoes. He also took out a wet handkerchief and half-knelt on the ground to ask Liu Rusi to lift her feet.

This scene of loving mother and filial son, with a stranger present, made her feel a little embarrassed. "Give the handkerchief to mother herself."

Unexpectedly, Qin Yi on the side reached out and held her steady, then signaled Xiao Qin Hao to take action directly.

Xiao Qinhao went to lift her feet. She was not a stubborn person, so she went along with it. Xiao Qinhao wiped her feet clean carefully and helped her put on new shoes on both of her feet.

Liu Rusi couldn't help feeling a little guilty. She only cared about her own emotions but let her child worry about her... She once resented that Qin Lie left but left a child to tie her to this world.

But she often feels fortunate, as she does now, that she still has a child, a good child that everyone envies.

It was already afternoon when I got home. The time was a bit awkward. Lunch was too late and dinner was too early. If I didn't eat, I would feel a bit hungry. Finally, Liu Rusi made a decision and simply stewed a pot of wolfberry and red bean porridge.

Qin Yi, who was standing by, thought about her injured foot and wanted to help, but he didn't know how to start. He had never done such things before, and it was the first time he felt useless.

"Let Qin Hao help you wipe your body. You've just sweated a little, so don't affect the injury." Liu Rusi actually wanted to take a look at his leg injury, but he didn't mind her coming to see it. It just so happened that he liked to keep clean, so he could let Qin Hao take a look at whether there was any tear or bleeding.

Seeing her eyes fall on the wound on his thigh, Qin Yi naturally understood her concern, and he felt an indescribable feeling in his heart.

He nodded, snatched the ladle from her hand and scooped hot water himself. After scooping several times, she grabbed his hand. She took the ladle again and scooped cold water from the water tank next to her. She smiled and said, "It will be hot."

Qin Yi sat on the stool in a daze. He suddenly came to his senses when little Qin Hao accidentally touched the injured area while rubbing his back.

"What kind of person is your father?"

Little Qin Hao stopped and recalled, then smiled proudly and said, "My father is a very capable man! He can hunt and catch a 200-pound wild boar, and he knows as many articles as my great-grandfather!"

He is good at both literature and martial arts, but I am probably not as good as him in literature, and I don’t know how he compares to him in martial arts.

"So...how did he treat your mother?"

"Dad was most afraid that Mom would get hurt. When he was around, he never let Mom go up the mountain by herself. On the day Dad got into trouble, Mom pricked her hand and told me not to tell Dad..."

Little Qin Hao stopped smiling, his big black and white eyes were filled with tears, and his voice was a little choked.

Qin Yi raised his hand and rubbed the child's head to comfort him. He also felt a sense of depression in his heart. Although it was just a short paragraph, he could see their deep love in the past...

After cleaning Qin Yi's back, Xiao Qinhao looked at his legs and ran to his mother to report. "Uncle Qin Yi's back wound is fine. There is fresh blood on his legs. The stitches are neat and I can't see the flesh inside."

"Okay, you go in with the medicine and help bandage his leg injury. After he puts on his pants, call mother in and I will help bandage the wound on his back." After Liu Rusi finished giving the instructions, little Qin Hao ran in again.

Qin Yi was still sitting on the stool with his upper body naked. The woman behind him was bandaging his wounds. She had bandaged his wounds several times before, but he became more and more uneasy each time.

He is not an ignorant boy, but this is really wrong and cannot be done...

After Liu Rusi finished his work, she went out to do something else.

Feeling uneasy, Qin Yi asked little Qin Hao to bring pen, ink, paper and inkstone to check and correct the mistakes and omissions in little Qin Hao's books, and also reviewed the books of sages to wake himself up.

The words that have been passed down through the ages calm the restless heart, and the black ink consumes the night on the white paper.