Lu Xining left Gu Yuzhi's cemetery and went to Gu's mother's place.
No mother can bear the pain of a white-haired person sending a black-haired person away.
Lu Xining stood at the door because he felt guilty and never had the courage to knock on the door. When he was about to leave after a long time, the door opened behind him.
"Xining?" Mother Gu's unexpected shout came from behind.
Lu Xining turned around and called out: "Mother Gu."
"Are you here to see me? Why don't you come in?" Mother Gu asked and stretched out her hand to pull her over.
"On a whim, I thought you might have gone for a walk at this point, because I was afraid you wouldn't be at home." Lu Xining explained.
This is of course an excuse.
Mother Gu didn't expose her, so she brought her into the house and said, "Sit down."
Lu Xining sat down on the sofa and glanced around the room. The house was quiet, so he asked, "Where's Auntie?"
"I went out to buy groceries," Gu's mother replied.
Lu Xining looked at her carefully. She was naturally not in good spirits, but she was much better than she imagined. She didn't know whether to comfort her or not.
She knew that sometimes bringing it up voluntarily would only make her sad.
On the contrary, Mother Gu noticed it and said openly: "Don't worry, I'm fine."
Lu Xining nodded.
Gu's mother added: "Yesterday, I went to the prison to visit Yu Zhi's father. He also said that evil will be punished. I can't blame others for Yu Zhi's fate today."
"Mom Gu." The person was already dead, and Lu Xining didn't want her to endure the pain and talk about her son in order to comfort herself.
No matter what Gu Yuzhi said, he died for himself.
Mother Gu looked at her and said seriously: "I didn't blame you when I met Zhi and left. On the contrary, I regretted it.
If it weren't for him, Mr. Jin would be in good health and you wouldn't be separated. He asked me to say sorry to you."
Originally, she was not very clear about the grudge between her son and Jin Shaoheng, but Gu Yuzhi confessed a lot to her before his death.
Only then did she realize that her son was far more terrifying than she imagined. This obsession was too deep, but it was a pity that it was too late to wake up.
Lu Xining suddenly heard her mention Jin Shaoheng, and his heart hurt, but he still smiled and said, "Mother Gu, it's all over."
"Xining, don't blame yourself. Without you, he doesn't know what he would have been like." Gu's mother continued to comfort him.
Lu Xining nodded.
The two chatted for a few more words. Mother Gu looked at her slightly exposed belly, touched it, and said, "Don't be afraid, Mother Gu will help you in the future."
"No need, I can handle it myself." Lu Xining said.
"I have nothing to do, I just want to see you from time to time. Xining, please don't bother me, okay?" Mother Gu looked at her sincerely.
"No." Lu Xining was actually a little moved.
In the evening, she had dinner at Gu's mother's place before going back.
Lin Zhiyi turned on the phone and asked her if she had gone home. She was pestered by the Lin family elders and asked her to pay attention to her safety at home at night.
Lu Xining agreed one by one, and then saw Jin Muxi and Zhuang's mother standing at the door.
"Mom!" Jin Muxi ran over and hugged her leg.
Lu Xining looked at the three suitcases beside them, looking puzzled, and asked: "Mother Zhuang?"
"These are things that young ladies use every day, as well as some maternity and baby products that I bought before.
The young master kept saying that he missed you, so we brought him over by the way." Zhuang's mother explained.
Lu Xining nodded slightly and asked, "How did you get here?"
It was quite difficult for them to move so many things.
"Jiang Cheng sent us here, downstairs." Zhuang's mother answered.
Lu Xining nodded again.
"Lu Xining." Jin Muxi was dissatisfied with her attention being distracted and shook her hand coquettishly.
Lu Xining rubbed his head, then opened the door and said to Zhuang's mother: "Come in."
The group of people followed her into the house, and Jin Muxi looked around the house curiously.
"Young lady, talk to the young master for a while, and I'll help you sort it out," Zhuang's mother said.
Lu Xining was not polite, pointed to the second bedroom and said, "That's my room, please."
Although she has not changed her words now, this title is no longer appropriate.
"No trouble." That's what Zhuang Ma came here to do.
After Zhuang's mother entered the house, Lu Xining pulled Jin Muxi to sit down on the sofa and gave him food.
Jin Muxi had no appetite, so she just hugged him, pressed her face against her belly, and asked curiously: "Can the little brother and sister move?"
"Not yet, but soon." Lu Xining touched his head.
"Then can they hear me?" Jin Muxi asked again.
"Yes." Lu Xining replied again.
"Then I need to talk to them more, so that even if they don't know what I look like, they will know that I am my brother when they hear my voice after I am born." Jin Muxi said.
"Mu Xi, are you okay in kindergarten?" Lu Xining asked.
"Very good." Jin Muxi replied.
"If you are unhappy, you must tell me." Lu Xining warned again.
"Yeah." Jin Muxi nodded.
He never mentioned Jin Shaoheng since he walked in. He must have been warned.
Although Lu Xining was relieved, he felt even more sorry for him because he needed to suppress his emotions at such a young age.
Now that Jin Shaoheng has left him to himself, he cannot let him grow up in a sound family.
Not long after, Zhuang's mother came out of the second bedroom: "Young master, it's time to go home."
Jin Muxi was obviously reluctant to let go, and subconsciously hugged Lu Xining tightly: "Mom, can I sleep with you today?"
"Young Master, Young Mistress has been working very hard and needs a good rest." Zhuang's mother advised again.
Obviously these words were not said for the first time, or they had been warned before coming.
Although Jin Muxi was reluctant to let go, he slowly let go of his hand.
"Be good, when I find a house in a few days, you can come and live here often." Lu Xining promised, stroking his head.
These words finally made Jin Muxi feel much better, and he reluctantly agreed: "Okay."
Lu Xining held his little hand and led them downstairs.
It wasn't until they watched the car carrying them out of sight that they slowly returned home.
When you open the bedroom door, you can see that clothes and other items have been hung in the closet in an orderly manner.
There was also a box standing in the corner. Mother Zhuang said it was for the baby's toys, clothes, etc., and there was a storage box on top.
She opened it and took a look. Inside was a box full of her favorite snacks.
Now she had no appetite, so she took a few bags and put them in the living room so that Lin Zhiyi could eat them while watching TV, but she saw a bag of peeled walnuts underneath.
Transparent food bags without packaging were quietly mixed in among them.
Lu Xining looked at it for a long time, then slowly opened the bag, pinched one with shaking hands and put it in his mouth...