Blissful Days After Widowhood - Chapter 236

When he first joined the army, he was already eighteen or nineteen years old. He naturally got injured when he first learned to ride a horse. The tight-fitting trousers stuck to his thighs, so he kept holding Gu Ye halfway on his arm, but he didn’t expect the child’s skin to be tender, so he was still injured. But of course it wasn’t as serious as his at that time, just a little bit of skin was abraded.

“It’s okay, he’s not that kind of squeamish child.” Gu Yin said with a smile, “Look, he will clamor for a horse ride tomorrow.”

Just after she finished saying that, Gu Ye’s voice came from the room immediately, “Uncle, go to bed early, let’s ride a horse together tomorrow.”

Hearing that, the two looked at each other and smiled.

Gu Yin still had just come from the bath, and her dark eyes were misty, not as bright as usual, but there was another kind of delicate beauty.

Wu Qingyi immediately looked away – her coat was simply draped, revealing her smooth and white neck. It looked slender and fragile, it seemed that as long as it was lightly grasped, one could play with it in their hands.

“Good night.” 

After saying that, he ran away.

Gu Yin looked at his back strangely, and was urged by Gu Ye to enter the room, so she went to bed to sleep.

Gu Ye rested for one night, and the next day he was energetic and well. At the end of the month, before they returned to Hanshan Town, he could already ride a short distance by himself. Of course, it must be because of Wu Qingyi’s presence, otherwise his little butt would suffer again.

Before returning to Hanshan Town, Mrs. Wang held a small family meeting. The content of the meeting revolved around Wu Qingyi.

Mrs. Wang felt that they shouldn’t reveal her eldest son’s identity.

Wu Qingyi’s return home was of course a good thing, but his current identity sounded more powerful than the high officials in plays.

Such an identity, in that small town, was tantamount to throwing water droplets into a hot pot of boiling oil. 

And just like what was sung in the play, there were many tricks around the rich and powerful.

Those who opened their own doors and did business had a good relationship with the guests from all over the world. So she was afraid that someone might pretend to be familiar with her family and use that to do bad things after they leave.
Especially the Wang family who were still there. Although the two black-hearted couples were gone, there were still her nephews, nieces, daughter-in-law and grand-nieces. But times changed, and people’s hearts were unpredictable. It was hard to guarantee that one day they would become well known, or they would be harassed by others, and something would happen.

Although Mrs. Wang was a peasant woman, she still knew how to take precautions before something happened.

Wu Qingyi also had the same thought. In the past few years, he had made many enemies. He had chased the Emperor who fled to the south. A land like the capital could still be said to be peaceful, but a small town like Hanshan Town was beyond the reach of imperial protection. He didn’t want Mrs. Wang and Gu Yin to get involved. 

Gu Yin was not a person who liked to show off, and of course she had no objection.

The three hit it off and immediately discussed their rhetoric. Wu Qingyi talked about how he went with Father Wu to fight with the rebels in the past. After the battle was over, they had disarmed and returned to their hometown to look for their family.

Wu Qingyi also took off the mask, revealing the red scar on his face.

At that time, Mrs. Wang was ready to see half of his face beyond recognition. When she saw the red scar as small as her thumb, she laughed, “Is this the rumored scar general that can scare away people? I have to get close a few steps, or with my bad eyes, I can’t see it at all!”

That remark made Wu Qingyi also joke, “This is a rumor on the battlefield, it can’t be true.”

The scar was not an eye-opener, and when he put on his strong suit and wore an ordinary bunt, no one would doubt his identity.

At the end of July, the group returned to Hanshan Town.

As soon as the carriage stopped at the gate of the Gu House, Song Shiliu trotted out, “The old lady is finally back! I was worried to death!”

When they were about to set off to Batou Village, Song Shiliu wanted to join them, but she was only a teenager so with another one, Gu Yin and Mrs Wang were afraid that they would not be able to take care of all the kids, so they did not let her go.

When Gu Yin asked her why she was at home at that hour, she helped her out of the carriage and explained, “Grandpa Zhong has suffered from heat stroke these two days, and the slave called the doctor to check on him and prescribe medicine. He let me keep watch over the house and said that you should be back in the next two days, and it wouldn’t be good if there was no one at home.”

Mrs. Wang was really exhausted. When she got home, she immediately loosened up. Seeing that Song Shiliu was rushing to pick up her bags, she went into the house to see Uncle Zhong, who was suffering from heat stroke.

“The two young masters have lost weight!” Song Shiliu pushed them through the door, not letting them carry their bags by themselves.

In the end, only Wu Qingyi was left, and Song Shiliu didn’t recognize him, so she was not polite to him, and asked him to help with the bags.

Just as the group walked from the front yard to the back yard, Song Shiliu said, “Elder brother, you worked hard! My mistress will settle the cost of the security guard later, thank you.”

That was to drive people out.

Even though Song Shiliu’s words were considered polite, she was grinning, as if to say that if he dared to take a step into the backyard, she would hit him.

Gu Yin couldn’t help laughing and said, “Shiliu, why did you stop him, don’t you realize that he looks like my mother and Wun?”

Song Shiliu finally stopped showing her teeth and claws, put down the laundry mallet and asked, “Is this the old lady’s country relative?”

“He’s my eldest brother,” Wu’an looked at her helplessly.

“Your brother is…”