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Chapter 288: What a motherfucker?

Who doesn’t know that he has been looking for his mother-in-law!

They even brought someone who looked very similar to me!

After months of traveling long distances, Duan Mingjing's heart was filled with anger, especially when he saw the old woman in front of him who looked very similar to his own mother. All the anger could not be restrained and spewed out.

The mastermind behind this is truly despicable!

Duan Ming was so angry that even though he was shaking with anger, after seeing Qiao Lan walking in step by step, his eyes were still filled with mist of disappointment.

This is not his mother! Most of her hair is now white!

When his mother left, her hair was still black!

Before this, he had seen many liars, and the liar in front of him was the one who looked the most like him.

Duan Mingjing stared at Qiao Lan closely and said nothing.

Woohoo! It would be great if the person in front of me was his mother!

Qiao Lan walked over slowly step by step and saw that Duan Mingjing was quite haggard. She thought that the second son had suffered a lot in the past few years. It was obvious that Duan Mingjing's eyes were so blank, and he immediately thought a lot.

This child may have complained about her, so he didn't even call out, and he was even more indifferent when he saw her.

Duan Mingjing rode at the front, and the rest of the Duan family arrived later in carriages.

Wang opened the car curtain and saw Qiao Lan standing there. A look of joy immediately appeared on her face, and she immediately burst into tears.

"Mom! What's wrong with you?" The young man's voice came from the carriage, and then he poked his head out of the carriage. After seeing Qiao Lan standing there, he shouted, "Grandma!"

This grandma's voice brought out many members of the family!

Everyone dismounted and saw Qiao Lan crying and laughing.

Duan Mingjing was the only one standing there, looking at Qiao Lan with suspicion.

I muttered in my heart, is this really his mother?

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At dawn, farmers walked out of their small courtyards with hoes on their shoulders and walked to the intersection of fields, greeting each other as usual.

After saying hello, I couldn't help but talk about what happened yesterday.

It is said that a group of guests came to Zhuangzi yesterday.

They didn't know exactly who the guests were, but they probably knew that those who could be called guests were all lords and ladies, whose status was unattainable.

It is not unusual for Zhuangzi to have guests, but what is unusual is the crying last night.

It started ringing without any warning, and kept ringing for most of the night. It stopped and started again, making people confused.

What happened?

"Did you hear the crying last night?"

"What cry?"

"Water after wave of that!"

"Ah, I thought it was the cat on the farm that was meowing!"

"I heard something like crying, and I don't know what happened last night to make me cry so sadly."

"The crops here are growing so well? What's there to be sad about?"

Everyone talked in twos and threes, and then dispersed with hoes on their shoulders, returning to the fields they were responsible for cultivating.

Duan Mingjing opened his eyes early in the morning and felt that his eyelids were extremely swollen, but he still managed to get out of bed despite being sleepy.

This can't be blamed on him, no one would be so sad after not seeing their biological mother for several years, and cry a few words from time to time in the middle of the night.

Especially after discovering that his mother had aged so much, Duan Mingjing was even more sad until midnight.

Shang also slept late last night and had not gotten up yet. Hearing the movement of the people around him, Shang opened his eyes and couldn't help but advise: "Second Master, why don't you take a rest? You slept so late last night.

"

Duan Mingjing shook his head, picked up the clothes hanging on the shelf next to him, changed his clothes and said, "No, I heard that my mother gets up early every day to go to the field. I want to follow my mother to have a look."

It had been several years since he had been by his mother's side. This time, he would never miss it again.

Duan Mingjing was making trouble for a long time last night, and Shang didn't have a good night's sleep. However, when her husband mentioned her mother's name, Shang got up and said, "I'll go with you!"

I haven’t served my mother-in-law for a long time, and now I finally found her. As a daughter-in-law, I must serve her well.

When the couple pushed open the house and went out, the rest of the family also went out at about this time.

I plan to follow Qiao Lan's usual schedule later, first go to the fields to inspect and take a walk, and then go back to the house to have breakfast.

They had all inquired about this with Shan Tao, the steward at Zhuangzi, yesterday, and all of them came over early.

But when everyone gathered outside Qiao Lan's yard, they heard a word from the maid.

"The old lady said she would have a rest today and not go to the fields." Yishu stood at the door and said softly, "The old lady slept a little late last night. I'm afraid I'll have to get up a little late today."

Duan Mingjing nodded after hearing this and stepped aside.

Even though I was very sleepy, I had no intention of going back. I planned to continue standing outside the yard until Qiao Lan came out.

Zishan stood at the door and hesitated for a moment, then said: "Second Master, please ask your maid to go in and communicate with the old lady."

Duan Mingjing decisively refused: "No, I'll just wait here!"

He has been waiting for several years, and now his mother is right in front of him, in just a moment and a half.

That's what he said, but after all, the master of the house was standing at the door of the courtyard. It would be bad if he didn't go in and tell the old lady.

Just as Zishan was struggling in her heart, there was a movement in the courtyard.

Zishan turned around and saw Aunt Xiang walking out of the small kitchen next to her, holding a basin in her hand.

I asked for water in the morning, it’s the old lady who got up!

Qiao Lan's schedule has been very regular in the past two years. Even if she went to bed late last night, she still woke up on time.

Qiao Lan originally thought that her children and grandchildren would drive from thousands of miles away. They had been busy for another day yesterday and must be very tired and needed to rest more.

I also planned to give myself a holiday and get up later.

Unexpectedly, when she opened her eyes and opened the map, she saw a group of people standing outside the yard, all neat and tidy, not one missing.

In this case, she could only get up on time.

After washing and eating, the family sat around the house and listened to Qiao Lan talking about what happened to her in the past few years.

The sky is high and the emperor is far away, there is nothing bad to say.

Qiao Lan started talking about He Lanfeng asking him to farm, and when he talked about what happened in Anlong Mountain, he also explained the guilt in his heart.

"It's my mother's fault! I didn't tell you these things clearly, and I made you worry for so long."

After hearing He Lanfeng's arrangements along the way, the Duan family was not very angry, but unexpectedly calm.

Duan Mingjing began to sigh with emotion: "Thanks to Mr. Helan for helping me! If it weren't for Mr. Helan, I'm afraid... I'm afraid, mother, you will be missed by those people!"

Qiao Lan: "Who?"

"Who else, isn't it the families you have accepted as disciples, mother!" Duan Mingjing said angrily, and told Qiao Lan what had happened in the past two years.

In recent years, natural disasters have continued and food production has decreased in various places.

The people were starved of food, and the harvests of the aristocratic families were not good. The rye and improved seeds left by Qiao Lan had become a hot commodity, and a pound of rye seeds was sold at a sky-high price.

The same applies to the disciples Qiao Lan taught before. Some became officials, and some died early. In the final analysis, it was just a fight between those noble families.


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