Chen An looked at the widow in front of him.
She looked to be in her early thirties, and although her appearance was not as charming as the three wives and concubines at home, her curvy figure was particularly attractive, and she exuded the scent of an experienced young woman.
He had some impression of this widow. She was a female nun named Mo Lifang who lived in House No. 6 on the right.
My husband was a monk at the seventh level of Qi Refining and died on the battlefield a few days ago.
Now there is only a three-year-old son left to depend on.
"Alchemist Chen?"
Seeing Chen An's delay in responding, Mo Lifang couldn't help but lick her sexy red lips with rouge, and said with a look of pity on her face.
Chen An only liked yellow-flower girls, so she could only smile and politely refuse:
"Do you, Fellow Daoist Mo, want to switch careers as a matchmaker and introduce me to some women's families to make some extra money?"
"Unfortunately, I am living in a tight situation now and have no idea of taking a concubine for the time being."
"When you have some ideas later, I'll help you Daoist Mo."
He saved some face for Mo Lifang, and walked past her after speaking, not wanting to tangle with her any more.
However, the other party obviously didn't care about his face. He immediately pulled his son and chased after him. He walked quickly around Chen An and stopped in front of him. He said with a wry smile:
"Master Chen, you should also know that my man died on the battlefield a few days ago, leaving us as an orphan and a widower."
"With my level of Qi refining, it is really difficult to survive in this core area."
"While I'm still young and can continue the family lineage for men, I want to find myself another family."
With that said, Mo Lifang knelt down with a plop and begged humbly: "Master Chen, please be kind and take in our mother and son!"
Whether it was intentional or unintentional, the moment Mo Lifang knelt down, the two buttons on her clothes fell off naturally, revealing a bit of her proud capital.
Chen An was not tempted, but felt a little disgusted in his heart. He couldn't help but smile and declined again:
"Fellow Daoist Mo, I am living a little too busy to take care of myself right now, and I really can't take you two mother and son in."
"I recently saw Daoyou Zhang who lives in House No. 3 in the same lane, and Daoyou Xu who lives in House No. 9, both looking for wives and concubines for themselves."
"If Fellow Daoist Mo wants to find someone to rely on, you can find out about them."
Hearing what Chen An said, Mo Lifang frowned.
She has met Daoist Fellow Daoist Chapter 1 and Fellow Daoist Xu.
He looks extremely ugly, and he often doesn't treat his wives and concubines as human beings.
It can range from scolding to beating.
As a widow with a baby, she would definitely suffer if she got married.
But Chen An is different.
Not only is he handsome, he is also a respected alchemist.
Moreover, he treated his wives and concubines with respect as guests, and did not dislike his wife as a mortal woman at all.
Since he doesn't even dislike ordinary women, he certainly won't dislike a widow who, although she has a child, is still a nun.
Besides, there are many men who like wives.
Therefore, in many cases, being a widow may not be a demerit, but may be a plus.
As luck would have it, Chen An took an older concubine some time ago.
All signs indicate that he is a generous man who likes wives.
Based on this, Mo Lifang decided to stalk Chen An and said with a pitiful expression:
"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 good at everything."
"And I also have a son. If we live under the same roof in the future, I can become a playmate with your daughter, making the child's childhood less lonely."
"Master Chen, for the sake of our mother and son, please kindly take us in."
"My son is only three years old. He can't be without a father at such a young age."
"We, mother and son, kowtow to you!"
After saying that, Mo Lifang asked her son beside her to kneel down, pressed his head and asked him to kowtow to Chen An with her.
Knocking hard, there was a banging sound.
When she went on a blind date with her baby, she turned the minus points into plus points, and she also played all kinds of moral kidnappings. This widow is really a ventriloquist...
Chen An shook his head and didn't even think about helping the mother and son up. He only said "Friend Daoist Wen, please find someone else to say goodbye" and walked away quickly from the two of them.
Although the widow surnamed Mo was very attractive, she was too thoughtful and taking her in would be like inviting a wolf into the house.
Chen An is lustful, but he is not so lustful that he cannot even weigh the pros and cons.
"Mom, it hurts!"
"My head hurts!"
"Woooooooo..."
The three-year-old boy had a bruise on his forehead. His eyes were watering from the pain and he cried.
Mo Lifang quickly rubbed his forehead with her hands and comforted him:
"Don't cry, Dabao. It doesn't hurt. Mom, please rub it for me."
While comforting her, she looked at Chen An, who was gradually walking away, and then at her son in her arms. She realized that the reason why her hookup just failed was probably because she was carrying a tart.
Otherwise, just now his own son kowtows along with him, why is it that Chen An doesn't show any emotion at all and doesn't even give him a hand?
This doesn't fit his character at all.
Thinking of this, Mo Lifang, who originally had a loving face, gradually showed struggle. She looked at her son in her arms with less pain and more indifference.
She picked up her son, who was still sobbing, and took him to a woods ahead.
"Dabao, don't cry. Mom will take you to pick snake berries to eat."
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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 grass.
Just playing around by myself.
It looks quite lonely.
"Fortunately, Yun'er is already pregnant. When the child in her belly is born, the two children can become playmates."
Chen An murmured with relief.
But soon, he frowned slightly.
In these short two years, his life has undergone earth-shaking changes.
From being alone, with enough food for the whole family, he has now become the head of a family of five, taking care of three wives, concubines, and a daughter.
When Wen Zhiyun's child is born in ten months, there will be a family of six.
Three wives and two young children.
But now, the world outside is becoming more and more chaotic day by day.
With his current cultivation level of only the eighth level of Qi refining, it would be extremely difficult to protect this family well.
"In half a month, I will become a second-level alchemist."
"In two years, he will become a great foundation builder."
"Only by achieving these two goals can you have enough confidence to protect your wife and daughter."
Chen An thought secretly and was suddenly full of motivation.
At this time, Chen Yue, who was squatting on the ground playing with flowers and plants, saw him, and immediately ran over with a smile on his face, opened his hands towards him and said in a crisp voice:
"Daddy, give me a hug!"
"Okay, give my little Tsukimi a hug."
Chen An picked up his little daughter and rubbed her little face with his stubbled chin, making her giggle non-stop.
He looked at his daughter's smiling face and felt her growing weight, and couldn't help but feel a burst of happiness in his heart.
The slightest trace of boredom caused by the pressure of survival disappeared in an instant.
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