My Wife, Something is Wrong

  Chapter 57 Worshiping Mother

   Early in the morning, the sun was shining brightly.

  When Luo Qingzhou woke up, he was still holding a soft person in his arms.

  The man was staring at him with his eyes wide open.

  After seeing him wake up, Fang shyly said: "My lord, it's not that I'm lazy, you're pressing my hair, I can't get up..."

  Looking at it, Luo Qingzhou found that the little girl's long black hair was under her pressure.

   But this is certainly not an excuse for her to be lazy and not get up early.

  【I really want to be hugged by the young master all the time, and never get up...】

  Luo Qingzhou looked into her shy eyes and heard what was in her heart.

   This little girl was dishonest last night.

  When the two were sleeping together, the little girl blushed and moved her hands and feet at him, and he held her in her arms.

  At such a young age, I don’t know what to think in my head all day long, do I just think about serving him to please him?

   "It's time to get up."

  Luo Qingzhou stopped being tender with her, and lifted the quilt to get up.

  Go out of town early, maybe you can come back at noon.

  He also wanted to go to the bookstore to find books about spirits and warriors.

  Luo Qingzhou put on his clothes and turned to look at the bed.

The little girl was wearing moon-white obscene clothes, showing her snow-white jade shoulders and skin, and was dressing on the bed. Seeing him, she lowered her head shyly and bit her pink lips lightly, but did not avoid or cover up. The movement also slowed down.

  The chest has begun to take shape.

  Luo Qingzhou withdrew his gaze. After getting dressed, he went directly to the well outside to wash with cold water.

   After washing up, the two had a simple breakfast.

  Before going out, Xiaodie cautiously asked: "Master, don't you really need to tell Miss?"

  Luo Qingzhou closed the courtyard door and said, "No need."

  The little girl glanced at his face, sighed, with a sad expression: "That's right, it's useless to say it, the lady won't go with us."

  She thought to herself: The young master came here as a married man, and it doesn't suit the etiquette. And I heard that the young master is used to celebrate the eldest lady and the second young lady, so it is impossible for them to accompany the young master to that kind of place.

   "It's okay, the two of us are enough."

  Luo Qingzhou looked indifferent, looked at the plum blossoms that were just blooming in front of him, and murmured in a low voice: "And my mother doesn't like to meet strangers either."

  In my memory, that thin and pitiful woman has always been withdrawn and self-respecting.

  If it wasn't for the fact that the small mountain village couldn't stay any longer, she wouldn't have brought him into the city with the cheek to beg for the pity of Cheng Guofu.

  Luo Qingzhou thought about something, took Xiaodie to find Steward Zhou first, and asked for a guide with the seal of the Qin Mansion.

  Now the eldest princess is fighting at the border, not far from here, so Mocheng has very strict management of people entering and leaving the city.

  Maybe you don’t need this thing when you go out of the city, but you must have it when you enter the city, or if you have an acquaintance to lead you, it’s hard to get in if you deny it.

   Steward Zhou happily gave him a copy, and told him: "My lord, remember not to stay away from the main road after leaving the city. After worshiping, return as soon as possible. Before dark, you must return to the city and don't stay outside the city."

   asked again: "Do you need to bring some guards?"

  Luo Qingzhou declined, took the guide, and left.

  The other party was just being polite.

   There are not many guards in the Qin family. In addition to protecting Qin Wenzheng who leaves early and returns late, he also needs to protect other family members and patrol the Qin family's property.

  If a person does not have self-knowledge, he will be annoying and disgusting everywhere.

  Luo Qingzhou took Xiaodie out of the mansion, first went to the store to buy things for worship, then found a carriage at the intersection of the street, negotiated the price, and got into the carriage.

  Now he still has 270 taels of silver, and the carriage is still affordable.

  Mother's tomb is on the Zixia Mountain outside the south of the city, at least seven or eight kilometers away from the city.

  If you walk, you don’t know when you will go.

  He doesn't care, Xiaodie can't move.

   At that time, we still need to save some energy to climb the mountain.

  Rich and powerful families all have their own dedicated cemeteries, while poor and lonely people like him can only bury their mothers on barren hills where no one cares about them.

  Even the land at the foot of the mountain belongs to the owner.

  Thinking back then, Ming Taizu’s parents died, and there was no place to bury them. It was a landlord who kindly gave up a piece of land so that his parents could be buried.

  In this era, it is difficult to live, and it is also difficult to die, and there is even no place to bury them.

  Luo Qingzhou sat in the carriage, thinking about things all the way.

  Xiao Die sat beside him, obediently beating his legs with her small fists, raising her eyes to peek at him from time to time, as if she wanted to see if he remembered that her mother was sad, so she could say something to comfort her.

  The carriage carried the master and the servant, bumping out of the city.

  There are soldiers in armor holding handles at the gate of the city, but they didn't check them.

   Not long after their carriage left the city, another carriage followed them out of the city, following the official road not too far away.

  There are many traffickers and pawns on the road. You come and go, they are all bitter people who are running around for a living.

  In this day and age, most people are busy, just to keep their family members from starving to death.

   As for wanting to be able to eat enough every day, it is completely a luxury.

  Compared to those at the lowest level, Luo Qingzhou, master and servant, are already doing well.

  The carriage was bumpy, running very fast on the official road.

  The man driving the carriage seemed to be in a hurry to solicit the next business. The whip in his hand flew up and slapped the horse's buttocks.

  When the sun rose to mid-air, the speed of the carriage gradually slowed down.

  The voice of the uncle came from outside: "Master, it's almost time, get ready to get off!"

  Luo Qingzhou woke up, lifted the curtain next to him, and looked outside.

  The fresh and icy air blows in, and a lush and towering mountain appears in front of you.

  The white snow in the mountains has not yet melted, and the white snow in the mountainside can be seen from a distance.

  The carriage quickly stopped at the three-way intersection at the foot of the mountain.

  Luo Qingzhou took Xiaodie out of the car, thanked the old man who was driving the car, and carried his things onto the path up the mountain.

  The carriage turned around, and the uncle driving the carriage glanced at the emaciated master and servant, and couldn't help reminding: "Master, you should go early and return early, be careful of wild animals in the mountains, it is best to take the road."

   After finishing speaking, with a "snap", the leather whip hit the horse's buttocks and walked away.

   "My lord, let the slaves carry it."

  Xiaodie was a little embarrassed with empty hands.

  Luo Qingzhou didn't give it to her, looked at the front and said: "Climb the mountain well, just don't let me carry you later."

  Xiao Die pursed her lips and said, "Master, you look down on people. Last year, slaves and maidservants went up alone."

   Then he couldn't help laughing and said: "Young master was so weak at that time, he had to rest for a while when he went up a few steps, and he had to be supported by a servant to go up."

  Luo Qingzhou couldn't help sighing secretly when he thought of the picture in his memory.

  The weak appearance at that time, not to mention that the eldest lady hurt him on purpose, even if no one hurt him, he would often get sick and die.

   Fortunately, today is not what it used to be.

   This humiliation into marriage can be said to have saved his and Xiaodie's lives.

   "My lord, hasn't the lady said a word to you yet?"

   Far away from the Qin Mansion, in this deserted place, the little girl dared to ask about that Miss Qin.

  Luo Qingzhou nodded with a calm face.

  Xiaodie sighed, glanced at him, held back, but still couldn't hold back: "Master, do you think Miss is really... yes..."

   "It doesn't matter if you are dumb or a fool."

  Luo Qingzhou said casually.

  Xiaodie frowned, and said in a low voice: "But, but the young master is going to have a baby after all, if the young lady is... yes..."

   "Don't have **** with her."

  Luo Qingzhou suddenly turned his head to look at her, and said with a smile, "I'll just have a baby with my Xiaodie."

  Xiao Die blushed suddenly, and said shyly: "Master...he is talking about serious things."

  Luo Qingzhou smiled slightly, looked up and said, "I'm just talking about business."

After being silent for a moment, he said slowly: "Xiaodie, wait patiently first, and I will take you away when the young master is capable. We will have our own home, our own house, and our own life in the future, and we will never depend on others , look at other people's faces to live. Young Master is responsible for earning money to support the family, Xiaodie is responsible for being beautiful and beautiful, and also takes care of having children, what do you think?"

  Xiao Die bit her lip, her eyes were red with tears, she was stunned for a while, and said in a trembling voice: "Master... this servant is just a servant..."

Luo Qingzhou reached out and touched her delicate and immature face, and said softly: "Sir, too, they are all servants. But don't worry, we will not be the same in the future. From now on, my Xiaodie will be a master. If you dare not accept it, I will blow her up with one punch!"

  Xiaodie smiled "puchi", but tears fell, and she threw herself into his arms with a "woo", and cried happily.

  The master and servant hugged each other tenderly for a while, and then continued up the mountain.

  In the woods halfway up the mountain, there are many graves overgrown with grass.

   Some of them were left unattended and almost collapsed, and even the coffins in some tombs were exposed.

  Luo Qingzhou led Xiaodie through the woods and dilapidated graves, and found her mother's grave.

  In front of the grave, there is a simple wooden signboard.

  Being wind and rain, the handwriting on the wooden sign has been blurred, and a few small characters of Lin can be vaguely seen.

  Luo Qingzhou put down the paper money and other things, walked to the grave, and began to pull the weeds on it with his hands.

  Xiaodie went to the other side to help.

  The master and servant were busy for a while before they pulled out the weeds on and around the tomb.

  Luo Qingzhou lit the fire paper, knelt down in front of the wooden sign, looked at the word "Lin's" on it, and remained silent.

   In the previous life, his mother gave birth to him and died of illness.

  He has never enjoyed maternal love. Every time he sees other people joking and making out with their mothers, he hides alone in a corner, feeling sad and uncomfortable.

   Unexpectedly, in this life, he is still separated from his mother.

   "Mother, my baby is here to burn paper for you... My baby is married, and my wife is a very beautiful daughter of everyone, as beautiful as a fairy, very kind to my baby, very gentle..."

   "Your spirit in heaven, rest in peace..."

   "Don't worry, whoever owes you, the boy will help you get it back..."

   "Your kindness of birth, the child can only repay it in the next life..."

  Luo Qingzhou kowtowed and whispered.

  Xiao Die, who was kneeling next to her, burst into tears.

  The burning fire paper coins turned into ashes, whirled in front of the grave, floated into the air, and disappeared when blown by the wind.

   Gusts of dark wind, invisible to the naked eye, swept happily among the tombs in the woods.

  (end of this chapter)