Lin Yun and Cai Dajun are a loving couple, but the good times did not last long. Less than two years after their marriage, Cai Dajun died of acute illness, leaving behind the young Lin Yun and his blind mother to live a life of orphan.
When Cai Dajun passed away, Lin Yun cried to death. Everyone present sighed and shed tears. While sighing that she was not lucky, she also sweated for Cai’s mother.
After all, Lin Yun is still young and will remarry sooner or later, while Cai’s mother only has a son like Cai Dajun. She is blind and has inconvenient life. She will worry about her future life.
But everyone was wrong. For ten years, Lin Yun not only did not remarry, but also took good care of Cai's mother. During this period, many people introduced others to her, and she refused them one by one.
That day, Lin Yun was working in the field at home and heard a hawking not far away, "Selling oil, selling oil!" Lin Yun thought that the oil at home was just finished, so she ran home to get the oil pot, walked to the oil seller and said, "Brother, give me a pound of oil!"
The person who sold oil was a young man, who looked in his thirties. When he heard someone wanted to make oil, he quickly took the oil bucket. But when he took the oil pot from Lin Yun's hand, he saw Lin Yun's appearance and was stunned in an instant.
Lin Yun is rarely stared at so straight, and she immediately feels very unhappy and says unhappy: "Is there any oil on my face? It's impolite to stare at a woman like this."
The oil seller then realized his incompetence, quickly put away his gaze, and apologized repeatedly: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, you're so similar to a person I've seen, and you've lost your composure for a while."
"You can also say such an old-fashioned excuse, hurry up and apply oil. I have work to do in the field." Lin Yun felt that this person was frivolous and lustful, so she didn't give him a good look, and urged him to apply oil quickly.
The oil seller knew that he was rude and couldn't explain it anymore, so he quickly injected a pound of oil for Lin Yun. Lin Yun threw some broken silver and left without looking back.
In the afternoon, Lin Yun was making dinner for her mother-in-law at home. Aliang, a young wife who often plays with in the village, came to find her. As soon as she entered the door, she said fussfully: "Yun'er, the oil seller is asking about your situation everywhere. Do you like you?"
"What do you like? It's just a prodigal son? What did he ask you for me?" Lin Yun was so angry that she heard that the oil seller was still asking about her in the village.
"It's nothing, I just ask who else in your family, how old you are, what your name is, it's similar to checking your household registration." Aliang picked up the cucumber that Lin Yun had just washed and took a bite, and said slowly.
"You said this person is sick? When I went to get oil at noon, he stared at me for a long time. In the afternoon, he was still inquiring around the village. What do you think he wants to do?" Lin Yun said angrily.
"There are so many troubles in front of the widow, you should be careful. Maybe they really have any ideas."
"He dares, an oil seller from another place dares to touch my bad thoughts. If he is tired of living, he can come and try it." Lin Yun has always been stingy. There are many people who have made up for her over the years, and she has tried every means to drive away. Naturally, she is not afraid of an oil seller.
But this time the matter was not as simple as she thought. After Aliang left, Lin Yun was about to lock the door after serving her mother-in-law, but at the moment she closed the door, she found a black shadow flashing by.
Lin Yun's heart suddenly rose to her throat. It was almost dark now. There was only her and her blind mother-in-law at home. If someone had evil intentions, she really didn't know what would happen.
Lin Yun locked the door, moved a large table and topped the door, looked at the low courtyard wall, cleaned up everything under the wall, and did not give others the opportunity to leverage it.
Lin Yun returned to the room, pricked up her ears and listened carefully to the movement outside. She was sure that nothing was wrong before she turned off the light and went to bed. But she was worried that she couldn't sleep well. She finally waited until dawn and was about to get up and go back to her parents' house to bring rescue soldiers.
But as soon as she opened the door, she found a napping person sitting under the wall at the door. She picked up the broom beside her and chased after her, shouting fiercely: "Who are you? Why are you sitting under the wall of my yard?"
The man was awakened by her voice and stood up suddenly. When Lin Yun saw clearly that this person was an oil seller, his voice immediately increased by eight degrees, "What do you want to do? Why are you so gloomy? Why are you sitting under the wall of my yard at night?"
It was originally a quiet morning, but Lin Yun's voice passed by. The old and young people in the village were awakened by her. Everyone went out to see what was going on. In a short while, Lin Yun's door was full of people.
Oil seller tried to explain, "I originally thought of going to your house to spend a stay, but considering that there are only two women in your house, I didn't have the nerve to knock on the door, so I had to sit outside the courtyard wall for a whole night."
"Do you still know that there are only two women in my house? There are so many places in the village that you don't go to spend a stay, why did you run to my widow's house to spend a stay? Tell me in front of everyone, what purpose do you have?" With so many villagers watching, Lin Yun was brave.
"I...I..." The oil seller held it in for a long time, and his face turned red, but he didn't know how to explain his intentions.
"I definitely don't have any kindness, why don't we send him to the county government and hand him over to the county magistrate for handling." Aliang pushed aside the crowd and stood beside Lin Yun and said.
"Yes, send him to the county government."
"It's obvious that he is not a good person, and he must not be kind."
"A foreigner wants to bully the women here, and he doesn't see who we are in the village."
...
everyone was talking, and several young and strong men had already gone over and grabbed the arm of the oil seller.
When the oil seller saw that everyone was going to send him to meet the official, he had to take the initiative. He said aggrievedly: "I am really not a bad person, and I have no idea to make a fuss. I just want to ask her to do a favor."
"What can you say in a blatant way? You need to stay sneakily outside the wall of someone else's yard?" Aliang was straightforward and directly expressed the questions in everyone's mind.
At this time, the oil seller turned around and said to Lin Yun, "Big girl, my name is Qian Yucheng. My family is in Qianjiazhuang, twenty miles away. When I saw you yesterday, I thought you looked very similar to your deceased wife, so I took a risk of staring at her."
"This is another set. Do you have any evidence to prove that I look very similar to her?" Lin Yun still didn't want to believe him.
"I have a portrait of her. You can let me go and I will take it out for you to show it." Qian Yucheng said as he broke free from a few people holding his arms and took out a silk cloth portrait from his arms.
Everyone looked at the portrait and opened their mouths in surprise. The eyebrows and eyes were exactly the same as Lin Yun. Even she herself didn't believe that the portrait was someone else.
"Five years ago, she passed away due to an accident, leaving me with a three-year-old son. The child looked for his mother every day. I had no choice but to tell him that his mother was working at someone else's house and would go back to see him when she had time." Qian Yucheng was a little sad when he said this and couldn't continue.
Lin Yun didn't expect that he had such a sad past. She was a little ashamed of her previous rudeness, so she had to say, "What can I help you?"
"The child is almost eight years old, and his memory of his mother is still on this portrait. You two look very similar. I want to bring the child to see you. Please be a mother for the child temporarily. Don't worry, I will give you a reward."
Lin Yun has been widowed for many years and has no children. She is also very eager for the child and thinks that this can be helped.
"I don't want your reward, and the child is very pitiful if he doesn't have a mother. If you don't mind, I can be my godmother for the child. I am the biological mother in front of the child."
"Really? That's great, thank you so much! The child is Qian Chuan, so I will take him to see you tomorrow." After Qian Yucheng said that, he bowed to Lin Yun excitedly, and then walked happily with his burden.
Lin Yun has never been a mother for anyone, and she is still a little nervous, but in order not to disappoint her child, she still did her homework.
Well the next morning, she went to the vegetable garden to pick a lot of fresh vegetables, killed another chicken, and prepared some snacks that children liked. Finally, I changed into clean clothes and sat at home waiting for them to wait for them.
At noon, Qian Yucheng came with a little boy. The child was a little timid and shy, and hid behind Qian Yucheng and looked at Lin Yun unfamiliarly.
Lin Yun brought out the snacks she had prepared early to coax Qian Chuan. After a while, the two of them became very familiar. Qian Chuan was very happy that day. Before leaving, he was reluctant to say to Lin Yun, "Mom, when can you go home to see me?"
Lin Yun felt inexplicably sad. She hugged Qian Chuan in her arms and said, "Mom wants to take care of her grandmother and can't leave. If you miss your mother, let your father lead you over."
With Lin Yun's words, Xiao Qian Chuan left happily. Qian Yucheng was full of gratitude to Lin Yun. After a few days, he sent five taels of silver, but Lin Yun didn't want it. Qian Yucheng had no choice but to come to her house every few days to do some physical work for her. Over time, he would take Qian Chuan to let him feel his maternal love.
After a while, Lin Yun and Qian Yucheng had a good impression of each other, but no one was embarrassed to break the window paper. In the end, Aliang, who was quick to speak, helped them.
On this day, Qian Yucheng led Qian Chuan again, Qian Yucheng was burning fire in the stove, Lin Yun was busy on the stove, and Qian Chuan took some snacks into Lin Yun's mouth, and said, "Mom, try it." Then he put some fruit into Qian Yucheng's mouth, and said, "Dad, you eat it too."
Aliang, who came to visit, saw this happy scene and felt that Lin Yun should really find someone. So she said to Qian Chuan, "Can you ask your mother to go home with you?"
Qian Chuan tilted his head and said, "It's good, but my mother needs to take care of the grandma."
"Then can we bring the grandma together?" Aliang said to Qian Chuan, and he also said to Lin Yun and Qian Yucheng.
Qian Chuan thought this was a good idea, so he took Lin Yun's hand and said, "Mom, can we take our grandma home together?"
Lin Yun didn't know how to answer, so he looked at Qian Yucheng with help. Qian Yucheng felt that this move was just right for him, so he touched Qian Chuan's head and said, "Well, a good idea, let's take the grandma and your mother home."
Lin Yun blushed to the base of her neck when she heard this. Aliang patted her shoulder and quietly said in her ear, "I am a good person, you must grasp it."
grabbed Qian Chuan's hand and said, "Xiaochuan, go, go to Aunt's house to have delicious food." Then he left the two adults in the room.
"Are you talking seriously?" Lin Yun asked in a low voice.
"It must be serious. I thought about it for a long time and didn't dare to say it. I was afraid that you would refuse. Are you willing?" Qian Yucheng walked to Lin Yun and stared at her and said.
Lin Yun nodded shyly.
From then on, the four of them formed a big family, and Lin Yun gave birth to another son the next year, and the family lived a simple and happy life.
Cai's mother lived for more than ten years, and Qian Yucheng helped Lin Yun take care of her, and Cai's mother did not suffer any crime until her death.
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