Chapter 55 A very different approach
Chen An sized up the widow in front of him.
Looks like she is in her early thirties. Although her appearance is not as charming as the three wives and concubines at home, her curvy figure is particularly attractive, and she exudes the smell of a young woman full of experience.
He had some impressions of this widow. It was a nun named Mo Lifang who lived in the sixth house on the right.
Her husband was a monk at the seventh level of Qi Refining, who died on the battlefield a few days ago.
Now there is only one three-year-old son left to depend on each other.
"Master Chen?"
Seeing that Chen An didn't respond for a long time, Mo Lifang couldn't help but licked her **** red lips with rouge, and said softly with a look of pity on her face.
Chen An only likes the girl with yellow flowers, so she can only decline with a smile:
"Fellow Daoist Mo wants to change careers to become a matchmaker, introduce some women to me to earn some extra money?"
"It's a pity, I'm living in poverty now, and I don't have the idea of taking a concubine for the time being."
"I'll help fellow Daoist Mo when I have an idea later."
He saved some face for Mo Lifang, and walked past her after speaking, not wanting to get entangled with her.
However, the other party didn't care about face at all. Seeing that he was about to leave, he immediately dragged his son to chase after him, walked quickly around him and stopped him, and said with a miserable face:
"Chen Pill Master, you should also know that my family died on the battlefield a few days ago, leaving us orphans and widows to depend on each other."
"It's really hard to survive in this core area with my cultivation of the second level of Qi Refining."
"I want to find another family for myself while I am still young and I can still pass on the family line to men."
Saying this, Mo Lifang knelt down with a plop, and begged with a humble face: "Pill Master Chen, please do me a favor and take our mother and son in."
I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, the moment Mo Lifang knelt down, the two buttons on the skirt of her clothes suddenly fell off with a click, revealing some proud capital half concealed.
Looming, very attractive.
Chen An was not tempted, but felt a little disgusted in his heart, and couldn't help but smiled again and declined:
"Fellow Daoist Mo, I'm really too busy to take care of myself now, and I don't have the ability to take in you two mother and child."
"By the way, I recently saw Daoyou Zhang who lives in Room No. 3 in the same alley, and Daoyou Xu who lives in Room No. 9, are looking for wives and concubines for themselves."
"If fellow Daoist Mo wants to find someone to rely on, you can get in touch with the two of them."
"You Daoist Mo is so beautiful, I believe that the other party will definitely take in your mother and son."
Chen An suggested kindly.
But hearing what he said, Mo Lifang couldn't help but frown.
In this chapter, she has known Fellow Daoist Xu and Fellow Daoist Xu before.
Not to mention his ugly appearance, he often doesn't treat his wives and concubines as human beings.
Swear at the slightest, beat at the severest.
She is such a widow with a baby, she must suffer if she marries.
Aside from other things, life will definitely not be as moist as before.
But Chen An is different.
Not to mention handsome, he is still a respected alchemist.
Moreover, he respects his wives and concubines as guests, and does not dislike the fact that his main wife is an ordinary woman.
Since even mortal women don’t dislike them, they certainly won’t dislike a widow who is a female cultivator even though she has a child.
Besides, there are quite a few men who love wives.
Therefore, in many cases, the status of a widow may not necessarily be a deduction item, but may be a bonus item instead.
By coincidence, Chen An took in an older concubine—Wen Zhiyun some time ago.
All signs indicate that he should be a generous man who likes wives.
Based on these, Mo Lifang decided to stalk Chen An, and said with a pitiful face:
"Danshi Chen, I have been a wife for more than ten years and a mother for three years. Whether it is serving men or taking care of children, I am very good at it."
"And Chen Danshi, you have a daughter, and I have a son. If they live under the same roof, the two children can also have a companion. During this special period when they cannot go out, the child will not be too lonely."
"Chen Pill Master, for the sake of our mother and son's pity, you should kindly take us in."
"My son is only three years old, so he can't be so young without a father."
After finishing speaking, Mo Lifang asked her son beside her to also kneel down, holding his head down and asking him to kowtow to Chen An with her.
Knock very hard, there is a bang.
Bringing a baby on a blind date, insisting that the deduction item is a bonus item, and morality kidnaps a familiar player, this widow is really good at ventriloquist...
Chen An shook his head, didn't even bother to help the mother and son up, just left a sentence "Mo Daoist, find someone else, leave", and walked away from the two of them quickly.
Although this widow surnamed Mo is very attractive, but she is too careful, taking her in is tantamount to leading wolves into the house.
It is true that Chen An is lustful, but he is not so lustful that he can't even weigh the pros and cons.
"Mom, I'm in pain!"
"My head hurts!"
"Woooooooooooooo..."
The three-year-old boy had a bump on his forehead, his eyes watered from the pain, and he cried out.
Mo Lifang hurriedly rubbed his forehead with her hands, comfortingly said:
"Don't cry, Dabao, it doesn't hurt, mother rubs it for you."
While comforting her, she looked at Chen An who was gradually moving away, and then at the son in her arms, and realized that the reason why she failed to hook up just now might be because she was carrying a bottle of oil.
Otherwise, just now his son kowtowed along with him, why is Chen An not moved at all, and didn't even give him a hand?
This doesn't fit his personality at all.
Thinking of this, Mo Lifang, who was originally loving, gradually struggled, looking at the son in her arms less distressed and more indifferent.
She pulled up her son who was still sobbing, and led him to a forest ahead.
"Dabao, don't cry, mother will take you to pick snakeberries and eat them."
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the other side.
Chen An has returned home.
As soon as she entered the house, she saw her daughter Chen Yuejian squatting on the ground picking flowers and weeds.
Just playing around by myself.
It looks quite lonely.
"Fortunately, Yun'er is already pregnant. When the baby in her stomach is born, the two children will become playmates."
Chen An murmured with relief.
But soon, he frowned slightly.
In these short two years, his life has undergone tremendous changes.
From being alone at the beginning, with enough food for one person and no hunger for the whole family, he has now become the head of the family of five, taking care of three wives and concubines and one daughter.
After another ten months, the child in Wen Zhiyun's womb will be born, and that will be a family of six.
Three wives and concubines, two young children.
But now, the outside world is becoming more and more chaotic every day.
Since he only has the eighth level of Qi Refining, it is not so difficult to protect this family well.
"After half a month, I will become a second-tier alchemist."
"Within two years, become a foundation-building power."
"Only when these two goals are achieved, can one have the ability to protect his wife and daughter."
Chen An thought secretly in his heart, and was immediately full of motivation.
At this time, Chen Yuejian, who was squatting on the ground playing with flowers and plants, saw him, and immediately ran over with a happy face, opened her hands towards him and said in a crisp voice:
"Daddy, hug!"
"Okay, hug my little moon and see you."
Chen An picked up Xiao Xiaozhi's daughter and rubbed her stubbled chin against her little face, making her giggle non-stop.
Seeing his daughter's smiling face and feeling her growing weight, he couldn't help but feel a burst of happiness in his heart.
The boredom that had just been born due to the pressure of survival disappeared in an instant.
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(end of this chapter)