Farming with kids: My deceased husband returns and I spoil him rotten.

They didn't come out until dinner time.

Shang Qing looked at the other person and sighed once again.

"Thank you so much, Young Master Zhao, for your help today, which prevented Nian'er from getting into trouble. I'll cook something nice for everyone to eat together."

Without giving Gu Yu a chance to respond, Shang Qing had already finished processing everything and quickly threw it into the pot in order.

Finally, all the dishes were prepared and placed on the table.

"Eat."

"Mother, is this a lavish meal? Has something happened to our family?"

Seeing the worried looks on her two daughters' faces, Shang Qing couldn't help but chuckle and pressed her hands firmly onto their foreheads.

"Why think so much? Just eat your food. Do you think your mother can eat her fill and then sell you off?"

"Our mother would never sell us."

The two children nestled in Shang Qing's arms, a smile on their faces, as they ate their food in front of them with a sticky, affectionate expression.

The two people sitting directly opposite each other exchanged a glance, but ultimately their gazes fell on Madam Shang.

Feeling their gazes on her, she smiled apologetically, trying to tell her two daughters not to be so dramatic, when she heard a soft cough.

"It was my mistake to let the two people in without knowing the situation at the time."

"It's nothing, Young Master Zhao, you don't need to worry about it."

How could I not care?

Gu Yu frowned, wanting to say something more, but in the end he let out another sigh and fell silent.

Although she didn't know why he suddenly fell silent, Shang Qing didn't have a chance to pay attention to it. She was forced to run into the room by the noise from San'er, who was making a ruckus inside.

For some reason, Shang Qing couldn't be coaxed back, so she could only eat in her room.

As darkness fell, Gu Yu noticed the slightly messy courtyard, but ultimately turned his gaze to the house.

Are you having some regrets?

"Even if you regret it, you can't hurt others."

Lao Zong understood what this meant, sighed, and turned to walk quickly into the forest to continue preparing firewood for the winter.

After everyone left, Gu Yu looked around the courtyard, but instead of going straight back, he rolled up his sleeves and started tidying up.

Whether it was from the sound or simply because it was the right time, Gu Pan'er strode over.

"Why is Uncle cleaning up here? Where is the other uncle?"

"He saw that there wasn't much firewood in the woodshed and was worried that it would freeze in the winter, so he went to the back mountain to collect firewood."

"At this hour?"

Gu Pan'er's eyes widened, and she even pointed at the pitch-black forest, looking at Gu Yu with a puzzled expression.

Upon hearing this, the other party remained silent for a while before letting out a sigh.

"There's no one around at this time, so there will be fewer troubles."

"So that's how it is. Then when something happens to me in the future, I'll go out at this time to find rare and precious herbs for Mother."

Upon hearing this, Gu Yu immediately frowned. Just as he was about to say something, Shang Qing's voice suddenly came from inside the room.

"Pan'er, come in quickly, or you won't be allowed inside if you catch a cold."

"I'm coming in right now, Mother, you can't send me away."

Although Gu Pan'er said that, she still stared straight at Gu Yu, and after a long while, she lowered her voice and leaned forward.

"Does Uncle like my mother?"

"If you really like it, could you wait a few more years?"

He was stunned by Gu Pan'er's words and stood there dumbfounded. He wanted to say something more, but the little adult in front of him turned and ran into the house first.

He only came to his senses with the sound of the door closing. He glanced inside meaningfully, then sighed and quickly went into the room to rest.

Just as Gu Yu was starting to feel a little sleepy, there was a knock on the door.

He naturally knew this wasn't Lao Zong. He immediately got up, put on his coat, and pushed open the door, only to see Shang Qing standing at the door with a furrowed brow.

"Young Master Zhao is a guest, there is no need for him to do any work."

"Did I make too much noise and disturb you?"

Shang Qing did not answer the question, but simply shook his head and pointed to his room.

Gu Yu didn't quite understand this action, but upon hearing Gu Pan'er's name, his brows furrowed.

“Pan’er is not young, and she will be arranged to marry soon. However, there are no men in my courtyard who are not related to me, which may cause misunderstandings.”

"What's worse, they might say that our house is shameless, and that we two outsiders are shameless..."

The rest of the sentence was not spoken aloud, but Gu Yu understood its meaning.

But he didn't think he had any problems, always putting himself in the position of the child's father, and could only find Shang Qing's words inexplicable.

Sensing something was wrong, Shang Qing couldn't say anything more and could only sigh again.

"In short, please move out of this yard. If you really have nowhere to go, I can have a carpenter help build a house next door."

Did they drive them away?

Is it because those supplies weren't enough to get through the winter, and they're planning to ask for more?

Gu Yu reached out and touched his chest, only to find that the money pouch was not on him. He then turned to lead the person into the house.

However, the other party did not follow, and even stood guard outside the door, turning to the side as if they were about to escape at any moment.

Helpless, Gu Yu could only walk straight into the house, take out a tael of silver from his money bag, and was about to hand it over.

But the other person didn't reach out to take it; instead, they took two steps back and looked at him with even greater wariness.

“Young Master Zhao, although I am poor and my husband died on the battlefield, I am not in dire straits… I know how difficult it is for a woman to raise three children, but I have done my best.”

So don't try to buy her child with money.

"Furthermore, the child is older and needs a place to put his own things; it's not appropriate for him to always be squeezed together with his mother."

Please give it a second thought.

Seeing that Gu Yu still didn't seem to understand, Shang Qing sighed even more helplessly.

“Young Master Zhao knows that I am a widow who has just left my husband’s family, and I have been constantly talked about. It is because of this that my child is learning martial arts from you two.”

"Although we have temporarily bestowed upon you two the title of 'masters,' there are still people in other villages who do not know about it. If you had husbands to support you, that would be fine, but the three of us are all alone and can only marry into good families by keeping ourselves pure."

The more Shang Qing talked, the more disgusted she became with the man who died on the battlefield, and her face naturally darkened.

Gu Yu, however, was unaware of what the other person was thinking. He simply assumed that the other person was worried about the future of their three daughters.

The idea that had already surfaced earlier immediately came to mind.

Just as he was about to speak, the courtyard gate was opened from the outside, and a tall and eerie figure walked into the courtyard.

"It's getting late, you should get some rest."

Gu Yu reached out his hand, wanting to say those words, but Lao Zong interrupted him first.

"Brother Zhao, hurry up and lend a hand, the tree branch is stuck on the rope and we can't get it off."

"Why can't you be flexible?"

Gu Yu withdrew his gaze from Shang Qing, turned around, and with a slight effort, snapped the rope, scattering the firewood that had been piled together onto the ground.