An Article About a Young Mother in the Republic of China

Shen Lansheng was born in a declining scholarly family in the south of the Yangtze River. She lost her mother when she was young. After her father remarried, her stepmother regarded him as a thorn in her side. It happened that Mr. Gu's father was seriously ill, so his stepmother sent him to the Gu family to celebrate the occasion, and she became Mr. Gu's sixth concubine. In the third year after Shen Lansheng married into the Gu family, Mr. Gu passed away. The eldest son of the Gu family has returned from England. He is handsome and elegant in a suit and leather shoes. He has a pair of deep eyes hidden behind gold-rimmed glasses. Above the mourning hall, the stepson in name only lifted him up. He did not call him "mother" or "aunt", but only called his name "Shen Lansheng". Shen Lansheng knew very well that his stepson, who had been studying abroad for six years, was not a simple person. But there was no reason to let go of what he already held in his hands. * On the day Gu Huaiqin returned to China, white flags were fluttering in the mourning hall, and a faint scent of orchids floated in the smell of paper ashes. The first thing he saw was not his father's coffin, but the man kneeling in front of the coffin - dressed in plain white mourning clothes, with a very thin waist, and pear blossoms with rain. I felt pity for him, just like a white magnolia blooming in front of the grave. Gu Huaiqin stretched out his hand to help the nominal male mistress, with only one thought in his mind: The old thing is good at picking people. At first, he only regarded Shen Lansheng as a poor feudal victim, but he had no intention of inheriting the family business and planned to return to England as soon as the funeral was over. But soon, Gu Huaiqin felt something was wrong. The housekeeper and accountant obeyed Shen Lansheng's instructions, and the other aunts and wives were very close to him. His half-brother worked for him, his uncles followed his instructions, and even his grandmother, who was always strict, treated him differently. This seemingly frail feudal mother has already quietly held the Gu family in the palm of her hand. Gu Huaiqin changed his mind. He no longer mentioned the matter of returning to the UK. Instead, he talked about "inheriting the family business" - asking about the accounts today, visiting family friends tomorrow, and reorganizing the textile factory the next day. He did it more like anyone else. * Everyone in the Gu family just said that the eldest young master had finally given in and wanted to support the Gu family. Until that night, my stepson knocked on my mother's door late at night. Shen Lansheng opened the door wearing a thin shirt, her slender waist looming under the light, and her voice was as soft as the rain in March in the south of the Yangtze River: "Huai Qin came to me so late, what's the matter?" Gu Huaiqin stepped over the threshold, took off his glasses, and revealed a pair of undisguised eyes, burning with a fire that had been suppressed for a long time: "You know I don't want to inherit the family business, I only want you." Shen Lansheng put her fingertips on his chest and pushed him away half a step: "Young Master, please respect yourself. I am your little mother." Gu Huaiqin held his wrist and pushed him down on the table: "Then please, mom, please feel sorry for your step-son." Later, Shen Lansheng became the helmsman of the largest industrial company in Jiangnan, and Gu Huaiqin finally got what he wanted, holding him in his arms every night. The gentle scum stepson × the duplicitous little mother Purpose: Happiness depends on oneself