She Only Cares About Cultivation-Chapter 852 - 794: Famine Era 35 (First Update)

A Meng actually came back? Is he still alive?

But when Ma Dongmei, flustered and out of breath, rushed home and asked the Guan couple, they were first taken aback, then shook their heads.

"You mean, the couple who just came to our house to look at the place and asked if there was any house for sale is your eldest son, A Meng?"

No matter what rumors were outside, they really didn’t know anything, because they just promised to keep it secret, how could they betray someone the next moment?

So the couple simply played dumb to the end: "No, he didn’t tell us he was A Meng. He just asked us if the house in the west wing room was for sale. Of course, I said no, and then they left. Why? Who did you hear say that was Liu Tiejun’s son?"

"On our way back, they all said it, saying my son came back and even went to the resident committee to get proof, saying he wanted to transfer the house!"

The old women at the resident committee, just gossipers, however, what others say is their business, and the couple doesn’t care about that bothersome stuff.

"You really believed what they said? I took a look at that young man and didn’t feel like he resembled your son. Even though we wish A Meng is alive, if he truly came back, wouldn’t he come to see you, his mother, first?"

Ma Dongmei was very beautiful when she was young, but even then, she worked herself to the bone raising an illegitimate child alone. That son is already in his thirties, still without a formal job, doing odd jobs everywhere every day, today this, tomorrow that. If she didn’t earn some money, if the house wasn’t left for them so no rent needed to be paid, they would have starved to death and ended up on the streets long ago.

So, time left wrinkles, eye bags, and age spots on her face, making her look not only colorless but as old as a rural woman.

She felt guilty about her eldest son. If it weren’t for Liu Tiejun being useless back then, she wouldn’t have abandoned the child and left Beijing. She originally thought she found a rich man and from then on would no longer live such a lowly life. Who knew that man would be blown to pieces, and his family wouldn’t recognize her and their son? Left with no choice, after wandering for two years, she finally reached Beijing.

She originally intended to beg Liu Tiejun to take them in, but upon returning, she found out that Liu Tiejun was angered to death by herself, and her son also went missing.

Initially, the Guan family didn’t plan to let the mother and son live in the house, after all, it was Liu Meng’s house. If she hadn’t begged with her son bitterly, they could never have moved in. Originally thinking that living here, they could wait for Liu Meng’s return. Who imagined he’d be gone for over twenty years?

She once thought that her son was probably doomed, but today, hearing the news on the road, she rekindled a sliver of hope.

Who would have thought that in a hurry to run back, the Guan family would say they didn’t know anything?

Not giving up, Ma Dongmei disregarded Ma Lu and hurried to the resident committee.

But how could they admit that Liu Meng really came back? After all, they were instructed, and not keeping the promise already left them feeling guilty enough. If they admitted it, they’d just wait to be dealt with when that person returns.

So, they would rather die than admit Liu Meng came back, nor would they let them have a chance to see Liu Meng’s house property information.

Ma Dongmei returned empty-handed, a look of depression, both disappointed and sad. Could it be that their Liu Meng really didn’t want to acknowledge her?

Ma Dongmei wasn’t stupid, she believed there’s no smoke without fire. People who disappeared for decades, suddenly being mentioned, it must be because he’s back.

But no one admitted it or told her any news about Liu Meng, which made her feel very uncomfortable. After all, he was born after she carried him for ten months, and even leaving him back then was out of desperation. Now that decades have passed, any hatred should have been resolved. However, things didn’t go as expected; that child didn’t plan to acknowledge her, which was why she felt so depressed.

Ma Lu is twenty-eight this year, five years younger than Liu Meng, meaning Ma Dongmei was pregnant when she left back then.

"Mom, I’m hungry. Please cook for me. Why think about that son who doesn’t want to acknowledge you? It’s better to pay more attention to me, at least I’m here with you!"

Ma Dongmei was in no mood to eat or cook. She lay on the bed, seemingly deaf to the words of her younger son, her mind filled with thoughts about how her eldest son, now in his thirties, looks today!