Fortunate Life of the Rural Beauty
Chapter 109 - 108: Singing softly (500 votes+)

Chapter 109: Chapter 108: Singing softly (500 votes+)

As Chu Lingxuan watched Chen Afu’s receding figure, he felt a strong curiosity towards this woman. She was previously obsessed, but after healing, she was so beautiful and intelligent that it was astonishing. The snacks she prepared were delicious, the disk buttons and clothes she made were uniquely beautiful, and the stuffed toys she made were creative and unusual.

Although she had a son, she was still a fifteen-year-old girl. Why was she so attractive to children? She seemed to understand Yan’er very well, and Yan’er also liked her a lot.

Especially that one time, when most girls experienced such a sudden event, they would definitely be embarrassed and confused. But she was different, although she blushed, she was straightforward and generous...

Chen Afu carried Chu Hanyan onto the largest covered horse carriage, and Chen Dabao was also lifted up by Mrs. Wei. The carriage was spacious and luxurious, with a little table, equivalent to an extended Rolls-Royce in her previous life. Soon, a pretty woman in her thirties came up, Mrs. Wei said she was Mrs. Song, a newly appointed nursemaid for Yan.

Mrs. Song was holding a blue-and-white porcelain bowl, filled with glutinous rice dates. She put the bowl on the table, and smiling, picked up a date and fed it to Chu Hanyan, then fed another to Dabao.

A good woman. Whether she was sincere or just saving face, at least she didn’t look down on Dabao.

Not long after, the horse carriage began to move. This kind of horse carriage seemed to be equipped with a shock absorber, it was very stable when moving. Qi Qi and Hui Hui got impatient in the carriage and flew into the sky from the car window, circling above this line of people and horses as they moved forward.

Chu Hanyan was leaning against Chen Afu, constantly smelling the scent on her shoulder. Once the smell gradually disappeared, she raised her head and blankly stared at Chen Afu. She muttered, "Bird... flew away..."

If her own scent wasn’t attractive to her, she should communicate with her. The little girl was most interested in Jin Yanzi, so she began from that angle.

Chen Afu laughed and said, "Yes, the bird did fly away, it flew south. Yan, do you remember? Aunt Chen told you that the bird is a swallow named Jin Bao. Every autumn, the swallow flies from the north to the south, because it is cold in the north and there are no little insects for it to eat. By the end of winter, when spring comes and flowers bloom, the insects it likes to eat also appear, so it will fly back... Oh, Yan is smiling, Yan likes it when the swallow flies back, and beautiful flowers too, right? Yes, young girls love beauty, all like to see beautiful flowers, swallows also like them, Jin Bao likes them even more..."

Chen Afu spoke very slowly, gently talking to Chu Hanyan like a soft wind blowing.

Chu Hanyan’s eyes were usually blank, but occasionally she looked at Chen Afu, graciously curved her lips, and even made a few "ah" sounds.

When Mrs. Song saw this, she happily said in a low voice, "Look, Yan is smiling, Yan is really smart."

Chen Afu glanced at Mrs. Song, her voice was gentle and her eyes were filled with love. She was indeed a good nursemaid. She laughed, "Yan is indeed very clever. Mrs. Song, you should talk more to Yan in the future, so she will smile and talk to you."

Mrs. Song and Mrs. Wei both smiled in silence, thinking to themselves that they had said baskets of words, and not even gotten a glance from Yan, not to mention a smile or a conversation.

Chu Hanyan seemed unsatisfied that Chen Afu was no longer talking about the birds, and began throwing a small fit, opening her mouth and crying out.

Chen Afu quickly started telling Chu Hanyan about the swallows and Jin Bao again. Dabao also joined in, expressing his longing for Jin Bao, and how happy it would be to see so many beautifully dressed swallows.

Chu Hanyan, looking at the swallow toy in her hand, said, "Bird... swallow...flower dress."

Chen Afu raised the hand that held Yanzi play doll in delight and exclaimed, "Oh my, Yan’s really clever, she knew about this swallow’s floral dress. Yes, indeed, Aunt Chen made this dress. If Yan likes a particular floral dress, tell Aunt Chen, she will make it and dress it up."

Dabao hastily said, "Yan’er, my mom knows a tune called ’Little Swallow, Dressed in Flower Clothes’, and it sounds really nice." He then pleaded his mother, "Mom, sing it for Yan’er sister, she’ll definitely love it."

Chu Hanyan seemed uninterested in the tune, or perhaps she didn’t understand what a tune was, she just blankly stared at Dabao, before looking back down at the swallow doll in her hands.

Poor child, there’s certainly nobody at home who would sing to her, not even a lullaby.

However, Chen Afu did not sing, it was ancient times after all, how could one sing in a carriage. She held a finger to her lips and said, "How could we sing in here? We’ll sing softly once we’re back, only singing for Yan and Dabao."

Upon hearing this, Chu Hanyan swayed her doll and said, "Softly...softly, birdie, swallow, listen Jin Bao."

Chen Afu chuckled, "That’s right, Yan is so good, she also remembers Jin Bao. Aunt Chen almost forgot about him, Jin Bao also loves hearing Aunt Chen sing tunes..."

Chu Lingxuan, riding a horse and trailing behind the carriage, had a hint of a smile hooked on the corner of his lips. When Chen Afu said she couldn’t sing the tune, he felt an unexplainable sense of loss. Her voice was not exceptionally clear, but it was very pleasant. He wondered how her singing would sound. Would it be as gentle as her speaking, as comforting as a cool breeze brushing past your ears?

Alas, she wants to sing it "softly".

However, Chu Lingxuan was pleased about his decision. Madam Chen had become Yan’er’s ’needlework master’, surely Yan’er would be much happier now.

By midday, their party arrived at Guanghe Town, and directly headed to the Guanghe Tavern. The Chus seemed to dine here often — the tavern owner personally welcomed them and guided Chu Lingxuan to a private room. The other servants ate in the main dining area at four tables, three for men and one for women. The Chu family had already informed the inn in advance, so the meals were already set on the tables.

Mrs. Song wanted to carry Chu Hanyan into the private room, but Hanyan clung to Chen Afu’s neck and wouldn’t let go, so Chen Afu had no choice but to carry Hanyan into the private room herself.

Chen Afu didn’t want to have too much interaction with the "hero" from the bottom of her heart. The day she had just crossed over was too chaotic, and the last time Ms. Chu had put her in a very awkward situation. Besides, except for Ms. Chu, this man was cold and serious towards everyone else. It was intimidating.

She whispered to Chu Hanyan, "Be a good girl, Yan’er. Have your meal with Mrs. Song, and you can play with Aunt Chen after you finish your meal."

However, Chu Hanyan wouldn’t listen to reason, and she pouted her lips and started to cry.

Chu Lingxuan, who was walking in front, stopped, turned around and said, "Master Chen, just go with Yan’er to the private room for the meal, and Dabao, you come too." After a pause, he continued, "Uncle Luo already mentioned to me that you wanted to run a few errands. There’s no problem, when Yan’er takes her nap, you and Uncle Luo can go. We’ll wait here for you both."

His voice was still as cold as ever, but his facial expression did not seem as stern as before.