Traveling through life as a widow: six sons to support her in her old age

Chapter 222 Worthy of being a bedmate

After Lan Qiyan read Yu Qi's letter, he only sighed, "This is worthy of being a person in bed. Don't be sad, you two. As the saying goes..."

When I looked up, Yuze and Yuzhen were eating seriously.

"Mom, what's the saying?"

"It's ok, are you two sure everything is alright?"

"Mom, we are fine now. They both deserve eighty lashes. They both cheated on each other. Let's just live our own lives from now on. We can't waste our energy and time on them."

"That makes sense. Mother is very comforted."

Yuze reminded, "Mom, Yuqi needs weapons, can I provide them?"

Lan Qiyan frowned and said, "Of course I can, but I'm short of funds. How much does the fourth brother need?"

"One hundred thousand crossbows, countless arrows, one hundred thousand machetes, one hundred thousand sets of armor, one hundred thousand sets..."

Lan Qiyan looked at Yuze with resentment, "My dear son, do you think that mother is a turtle in the wishing well?"

Yuze shook his head, "Mom, you are not the turtle in the wishing well, you are..."

"You are the bastard in heaven because the wishes we made are bigger!" Yu Xiu was complacent. He finally learned how to answer quickly.

Lan Qiyan put down the letter, rolled up his sleeves, and picked up a stool. "Son, has your mother not interacted with you for a long time?"

Yu Xiu retreated while coaxing, "Mom, the relationship between us is as strong as gold, indestructible, and we don't need to interact."

"Little bastard, who do you think is the bastard?"

"Mom, didn't you say you were the turtle in the wishing well? Turtles are so great. You can live for a thousand years. You can outlive everyone. Aren't you happy?"

Lan Qiyan couldn't bear it any longer as the sound of Yu Xiu howling like a ghost could be heard again in the yard.

Ayihan was a little worried, "Guli, won't Aunt Yan be tired like this?"

“Don’t worry, Princess. I heard from the eldest master that Madam Lan is used to it. They have been living like this since they were young.

The second son makes his wife so angry every other day, but his wife doesn’t really hit him. This is a pattern of interaction between mother and son.”

"Aunt Yan is so kind. She herself is not that old, but she has to worry about these children."

"Yes, Mrs. Lan works very hard. She has a lot to worry about every day."

Lan Qiyan: Thank you for the compliment, it’s not much.

"Then what can we do? I heard that the eldest son's father and third brother are fighting against the southern barbarians and now they need weapons.

The eldest son just talked about this topic with Madam Lan, but they seem to be short of money. "

"Guli, go and take out all my body and give it to them."

"Yes."

When Guli came with a beautiful little box, Lan Qiyan was shocked, "Guli, what are you doing?"

"Madam, I told the princess that you were short of money, and the princess asked me to bring all her private money to me.

Don’t think it’s too little. The princess was not valued when she was in the Western Regions. This is the dowry given by the king before she came here.”

Lan Qiyan waved his hand and said, "Girls should have their own private money. Let her keep it. What I lack is big money. I have ways to make it. Don't worry." He also gave Ayihan two sets of the latest headwear.

Guli told Ayihan the truth, but Ayihan refused to accept it.

But when it comes to tug-of-war, Lan Qiyan is definitely the winner.

In the end, not only was none of her private property given away, but she also got a lot of extra head ornaments and jewelry.

Lan Qiyan likes these things, they are especially exquisite. No wonder our ancestors fought so hard for them.

But although she likes them, she doesn't like to carry them, mainly because she can't run fast with these things and it's not conducive to her movements.

It’s not a loss to give more to your future daughter-in-law now.

Turning her head, she snorted, "My dear, your mouth is wide open. Go and raise some money for me."

"Mom, are we going to do that crowdfunding you mentioned?"

"What else can we do with three hundred thousand taels of silver, except crowdfunding?

But they didn’t lose out either, we arranged various performances, and they will definitely be happy to get the money.”

So after getting the tacit approval from the person in the palace, Lan Qiyan initiated a banquet to raise funds to build weapons for the southwest battlefield.

In fact, she just borrowed from modern charity galas and invited many artists from major pubs, restaurants and unknown places.

The host and warm-up guest is Lan Qiyan.

She held a loudspeaker that no one had ever seen before and said, "Hello, ladies and gentlemen, fellow countrymen, I am your old friend Lan Qiyan.

It doesn't matter whether you know me or not, I don't know you either.

Today we gather together for some special reasons, mainly for our southwest battlefield.

You have wives and children in Beijing and a warm home, while they are lonely and cold in the southwest.

You eat a lot of meat and fish and your blood sugar levels go up. They eat wild vegetable soup and their blood sugar levels go down.

You are rich and they are poor. If they can't hold on, their today will be your tomorrow.

They sacrifice their own families for the sake of the public, and you ask me why I cannot be a coward, so I specially organized this crowdfunding party today.

We don't want too much, just 30,000 taels per family. Except for a few officials who are extremely poor, the rest of you should be more prudent and don't let me go to greet you in person.

But your trip is not in vain, I have prepared the biggest death spree for you!

First of all, the first program is belly dance. Please welcome our dancers with applause."

This was something she specially trained them to do, and they learned it voluntarily. Although her belly dancing was not very good, it was enough here.

Originally, everyone had sullen faces and pouting lips because of the forced donations.

But as the music started, white mist floated, and seven or eight women dressed in red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple gauze twisted their hips, shook their bellies, and started jumping.

The people below widened their eyes. Lan Qiyan snapped his fingers, and Yu Xiu walked over with a sack and started collecting money.

"She's really high. She's really talented."

"Stop talking and eat quickly. I have spent all my savings and will be starving for the rest of the month."

"I can't drink it."

"Gu Rufeng, you didn't donate?"

"Donated it."

"Then why are you so calm?"

"What are you afraid of? At worst, we can just go to Lan's house for dinner. We won't be able to starve to death anyway."

Xie Lin, Yuan Xiao, Li Yan and Lin Feng put down their chopsticks at the same time. Yes, they could go and have a free meal. The eldest sister-in-law had a yard full of chickens, ducks, geese, rabbits, cows, sheep, horses and donkeys.

Lan Qiyan: I’ve said too little. There’s a pond in the backyard and there are quite a few fish swimming in the water.

At the same time, Ok Ja-an has achieved self-sufficiency.

In order to develop the northern border, he entertained local officials and gentry and performed a sword dance for them with a small team of soldiers.

Under Yu Zian's "persuasion", Yumian began to carry a sack to collect receipts.

Everyone was crying and shouting, the only difference between them and the robbers was that they were putting on a show for you.