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Chapter 641 Mrs. Yuan (3)_1

Chapter 641: Chapter 641 Mrs. Yuan (3)_1

"Jiaojiao..." Before she could say anything, the tears had already begun to flow.

Ruan Jiaojiao was startled and hurried over with the bowl, placing it aside and anxiously asking, "Grandma, are you feeling unwell?"

Mrs. Yuan shook her head, her eyes brimming with tears as she looked at her and touched her small hand, calling out ’Jiaojiao’ over and over again.

So many years had passed.

Mrs. Yuan’s only regret was her daughter who had died young.

And it was her whom she had abandoned.

What’s more tragic was that if she had to choose again, she would make the same decision, so this regret was something she could never resolve in her lifetime.

Out of overwhelming guilt towards her daughter, she had sought out a monk in her early years and almost ate vegetarian and chanted Buddha’s name daily, all in hopes of resolving the grudges she held against her daughter and wishing for her to be reincarnated soon.

She even feared death because of this.

She feared facing her daughter in hell, dreading her questioning as to why she abandoned her, why she alone was abandoned.

Looking into the worried eyes of Ruan Jiaojiao before her, Mrs. Yuan felt as if she saw her child from those years ago sitting on the steps, gazing at her with adoration, and her heart twisted as if it were being cut by knives, tearfully overwhelmed.

"Jiaojiao, oh Jiaojiao," Mrs. Yuan cried bitterly, struggling to catch her breath. Ruan Jiaojiao, beside herself with panic, could only keep rubbing her back and echo her words, "Grandma, I’m here, I’m right here."

"I’m sorry, I’m so sorry," Mrs. Yuan cried and shouted, not even knowing whom she was speaking to.

Ruan Jiaojiao couldn’t understand, but she kept comforting her until her emotions gradually stabilized.

Ruan Jiaojiao comforted her for a while before Mrs. Yuan slowly stopped crying and looked at Ruan Jiaojiao, thoughts returning to what happened the day after Shu Jiao left.

Mrs. Yuan was a devout Buddhist and a firm believer in fate.

Back in front of the Ruan Family’s restaurant steps, she had truly recognized her at first glance; the sense of familiarity was beyond words.

However, there were some things she dared not dwell on. Instead, she treated her as a replacement, trying to make up for her own regrets.

And since Ruan Jiaojiao had come into her life, she had hardly sought monk’s counsel, for just one session spent with Ruan Jiaojiao was enough to give her several days of peaceful sleep.

No longer did she need to listen to scriptures chanted by monks daily to calm her mind.

Last time, when she sent Shu Jiao to the monk to consecrate the Buddha Beads, she discovered something about the beads... After Shu Jiao left, she returned to the temple and sought the Master again.

She asked bluntly.

She directly inquired if her daughter had already reincarnated.

At the time, the Master did not give a direct answer. Instead, he looked at her and asked, "Whether it is so or not, what difference should it make?"

What difference should it make?

She had said nothing at the time, just knelt before the Master. She knew the impact revealing such secrets could have on a monk, but this was her obsession. Without an answer, she would dare not die for the rest of her life, nor dare to take her last breath even in death.

In the end, the Master sighed, helped her up, and said helplessly, "You already have the answer in your heart, don’t you?"

You already have the answer in your heart.

Mrs. Yuan pondered these words for several days. Gradually, she began to lose her appetite, consumed with the thought that Ruan Jiaojiao was indeed the reincarnation of her daughter!

Looking at Ruan Jiaojiao before her, spoon-feeding her bird’s nest porridge, Mrs. Yuan longed to tell her, "You are my child!"