Farmhouse life after traveling back to ancient times

Chapter 167 Reminiscing about the past

"I followed the caravan that took me in to the Western Regions. Last year, I really missed my brother, so I came to the capital to look for him."

"But there is no trace of him." Lu Sangui briefly recounted his experiences over the past few years.

Du Wenxiu felt sad when he heard this.

The two brothers missed each other. In order to let Sangui live an upright life in the world, Ershun returned home and took all the blame.

Sangui seemed to have made a fortune, and he never forgot to come back to find his brother and ask him to live a good life together.

He turned around to glance at Chen Wenju, who was sitting over there leisurely drinking tea. He looked very comfortable, as if the tea in the cup was a rare good thing in the world, and he didn't even pay attention to the fact that they were meeting old friends.

After all, he is a descendant of a big family, so he knows how to handle things just right.

Du Wenxiu whispered to Sangui about Ershun's surrender, and Sangui reacted.

This was because his own brother sacrificed himself to protect him.

His emotions surged and he could hardly control himself. The big man slowly squatted down against the window, holding his head and crying out loud.

Chen Wenju was startled, jumped up and stared at Du Wenxiu: "Madam Du, why did you scold him and make him cry? Isn't that a bit too rash?"

Du Wenxiu sighed and didn't want to pull him away, so he had to walk over to sit next to Chen Wenju and pour himself a cup of tea.

Then he slowly explained in Chen Wenju's confused eyes:

"I didn't scold him and make him cry. He was my husband's brother who grew up with him. He was wandering outside because of something. When we met this time, he talked about someone in his family passing away. I couldn't help but feel emotional..."

"Oh, that's how it is." Chen Wenju suddenly realized, looked at Lu Sangui, and then moved closer to Du Wenxiu and lowered his voice:

"Since we are old friends, is it a sure thing for us to buy watermelons this time?"

Du Wenxiu nodded slightly, winked at him, and lowered his head to drink tea.

Chen Wenju understood and showed his joy on his face.

Lu Sangui cried his heart out before Chen Wenju coaxed him to sit at the table.

"Oh, this is a coincidence. We are all old friends, so what's wrong with talking?"

"Since my sister-in-law is here in person, there is nothing I cannot discuss with you. But it is late at night and I am tired. Why don't you go and rest first?"

"Let's sit down and talk it over tomorrow morning after breakfast."

When Lu Sangui said this, he paused again and said, "Don't worry, sister-in-law. If I still leave after seeing you, I, Lu Sangui, will not be able to live as a human being in the future."

Du Wenxiu agreed with a smile, and then he and Chen Wenjuan left the room together and went back to their rooms to rest without saying anything more.

Seeing that she had just been out for a while, A Luo came back and said that the matter had been settled and she could go back early tomorrow morning.

But she said that the merchant selling watermelons was an old acquaintance of hers, and when he saw her he stopped running away, and they made an appointment to meet and talk early the next morning.

"That's fine. After all, I'm a single woman, and it's not like me to be in a room with two grown men talking about things late at night."

A'Luo's words were unintentional, and Du Wenxiu just shook his head and sighed after hearing it. It has always been difficult for women to do business. Isn't this the difficulty?

If the Western Region merchant was not Lu Sangui, if he was concerned about his reputation, there would be no need to discuss the business. He would not have come so far, but in the end it would have been a waste of effort.

But thanks to him, it seems that there won't be any difficulty in supplying watermelons.

The next day, Du Wenxiu got up early, tidied up everything, and brought A Luo and the children to Sangui's house.

"This is the child of Fang Hai and I. His nickname is Haisheng. He is only a hundred days old. As his uncle, you should meet him."

Lu Sangui hurriedly stood up and carefully took the baby that A Luo handed to him.

The force couldn't be too light or too heavy, so he couldn't control it well. After a few breaths, he quickly handed it back to A'Luo.

He then pulled out a white jade Guanyin pendant with plenty of water and exquisite workmanship from his bosom and stuffed it into the child's quilt, saying it was a gift from his uncle.

Du Wenxiu naturally thanked on behalf of the child and accepted it.

"It's all my fault. I made my sister-in-law take the kids on this trip." Lu Sangui looked annoyed and raised his hand to hit his head.

"Don't say such gossip. If I hadn't come here, I'm afraid you would still be worried outside. Now that we've talked it out, it's better."

Du Wenxiu smiled and asked him to sit down, which seemed like she was taking over as the host.

"Now the business in the workshop is managed by sister-in-law? Where is Brother Lu?"

Lu Sangui couldn't help but ask in confusion.

These two women in front of me brought a baby and ran all day to see me, so why don’t the men in the family come out?

He believed that the big brother he admired would not do such a thing as living off his wife, so he asked without hesitation.

But Du Wenxiu's face darkened slightly, he lowered his neck, and his eyes suddenly turned red.

"I won't hide it from you. Fang Hai...he followed the current emperor to the battlefield. After the emperor ascended the throne, he stayed in the capital."

"The Empress Dowager Rong passed away a few days ago. It was said that there was a fire in her bedroom."

"Your eldest brother, he, also died in this fire..."

At the end of the speech, Du Wenxiu couldn't help but choke up.

I thought I was fully prepared, but when I talk about it again, I still feel sad and can't control my emotions.

When Lu Sangui heard this, he felt as if he was struck by lightning. He stood there in a daze, unable to speak for a long time.

Du Wenxiu knew that it would take him some time to digest this information.

I was just told last night that Ershun turned himself in to take the blame for him, and today I heard the news of Lu Fanghai's death.

Even if one has a strong mind, it may be difficult to accept it for a while.

Lu Sangui's face looked like he was both crying and laughing, with mixed emotions.

"This fate... is really, really a joke. Haha." He sighed and closed his eyes.

Du Wenxiu cried for a while, then calmed down and took Haisheng from A'luo's arms.

The quiet baby was chewing his little fist with relish, his eyes wide open.

Seeing her looking at him, he opened his mouth and yawned again.

"The dead are gone, and we who are still alive should still live well."

"Sister-in-law is right." Lu Sangui also sat over.

"Sister-in-law, are you here for the watermelons from the Western Regions this time?" Lu Sangui asked proactively.

"Yes. I am now in the pickle business with my sisters. The competition is fierce, so I want to use watermelon to improve the taste so as to enter a higher-end consumer group."

Although Lu Sangui didn't understand some of the nouns, he could roughly guess what Du Wenxiu meant.

With his eyebrows slightly furrowed, after a long while, Lu Sangui said, "Sister-in-law, you don't know that although I am responsible for selling goods to and from the Western Regions, I don't own much of the shares."

"Even those shares, apart from what I have earned over the years, are more and more profitable because of the twenty taels of silver that Brother Lu lent me at the beginning."

"Even so, my share in it is only a small one."

Du Wenxiu nodded slightly to show his understanding.

"When we first came here, we didn't expect it to be Sangui. We thought it was a red-haired, blue-eyed merchant from the Western Regions."