Transmigration: A Farm Girl’s Brocade
Chapter 245 - 166 Want to Be a Bead in His Hands_1

Chapter 245: Chapter 166 Want to Be a Bead in His Hands_1

On the morning of the twenty-seventh, at the hour of the Chen, Wong Liang arrived with the horse-drawn carriage to pick them up. A few people and a dog climbed aboard, waving goodbye to Qian Sigui and his family as they set off towards the outskirts of the city.

After crossing the Guarding City River, the several carriages of Liang Jinzhao, Song Huaijin, Shopkeeper Cui, and others were already waiting there. Seeing them arrive, they called Qian Yixiu and her siblings along with Tiaotiao to sit in the front luxurious "Benz" carriage.

This carriage perhaps had some sort of shock-absorbing part installed; even when the horses galloped fast, it did not feel bumpy, but rather very comfortable.

Before sunset, the carriage entered Xishan County Town. After parting with Liang Jinzhao and the others, the little siblings returned to the carriage driven by Wong Liang. They hurried out of the city gate before it closed and drove westward.

Night had fallen, stars scattered across the sky, when the carriage finally arrived at the entrance of Darong Village. Wan Dazhong, however, did not get off. He said, "First, let’s take Third Uncle Qian home and then I’ll walk back."

Wong Liang laughed, "Third Uncle Qian, you’ve found a good son-in-law."

Qian Sangui smiled and nodded, "Yes, Da Zhong is a good lad."

The carriage arrived at the west end of Huaxi Village. Under the starlight, the wild was filled with fragrant blossoms. At the end of the wilderness stood the large compound, with the mysterious Xishi Mountain behind it.

Gone for not quite ten days, Qian Yixiu missed this place so much.

When they were still five or six dozen meters away from the entrance to their home, they saw a red figure leap from the wall and run towards them. Arriving beside the carriage, it jumped up onto the seated Wan Dazhong, then flipped into the carriage and onto Qian Yixiu, hugging, and calling out joyfully.

Qian Yixiu laughed as she pinched its neck, "Monkey Brother missed me, and I missed you too."

A golden nest, a silver nest, there’s nothing like one’s own dog’s nest. No matter how bustling the provincial city was, it still felt best to be at home.

Upon reaching the front door and hearing noise, Lady Wu, Huang Tie, and others had already come out, and Benben ran out too. Su Siwu helped Qian Sigui off the carriage, and the little siblings jumped down one after another.

Cheng Yue stood in the courtyard, perhaps because it was dark, or perhaps because Wong Liang and Wan Dazhong were there, she didn’t dare come out and stood silently, looking towards them. Even from such a distance, they could hear the sniffles of the little mother, and her choked voice calling out "Yixiu, Jinwa."

The two siblings cried out, "Mother," and dashed towards her, throwing themselves into her embrace. Cheng Yue hugged them and weeped gently, "Yixiu, Jinwa, why have you only just returned? Mother missed you, missed you so much I couldn’t sleep or eat. Mother was afraid, so afraid that you wouldn’t come back again. Afraid that you’d be like Brother Jiang and never come home again. If so, how could Mother live, how could Mother live..."

By the end, she squatted down and buried her head in their embrace, crying out loud.

Qian Yixiu choked up, "Mother, we won’t fail to come home. Yixiu missed Mother too, and can’t bear to leave beautiful Mother."

Qian Yeejin, embarrassed to be so sappy, just kept repeating, "Your son missed Mother too, your son missed Mother too."

After the family of three had finished crying and being sentimental, Qian Sangui had already entered the compound, brought the items in, and closed the courtyard door.

Lady Wu advised, "Yueyue, now that the children are back, let them wash up and have their meal before anything else."

Qian Manxia also smiled, "I said they would be back in a few days, but you still worried."

She persuaded Cheng Yue to one side while Qian Xiaoyu brought out the water. They all washed their hands and faces and went into the main house.

Lady Wu had calculated that they would return these days, so she had been keeping the meals warm in the pot every evening.

After serving the meal on the table, they began to eat.

Cheng Yue sat between her two children, turning her head first to look at one and then the other, stroking their heads and drying her own tears with a handkerchief.

The little mother was made of water.

Seeing her like this made Qian Yixiu’s heart feel sour.

Having finished her journey and feeling free and fulfilled, but the little mother, confined to the house and not daring to step out, spent her days gazing at the wildflowers, missing her husband, and longing for her daughters. These days could not have been easy.

After the meal, Su Siwu and Zi Zhu, who had already been to the main house for their meal and change of clothes, guided by Huang Hua, came again. They wanted to kowtow to their master and mistress whom they had not seen before.

Cheng Yue saw that she had indeed bought a little maid for her daughter, and since this maid had a pleasing and pretty appearance, she was very satisfied and became happy again. She said, "Zi Zhu, you must serve Miss well from now on."

After speaking, she felt a bit uneasy.

Qian Yixiu knew that her stepmother wanted to reward the little maid but had no money on hand. She had already thought of this and secretly stuffed the prepared red envelope into her stepmother’s hand.

Cheng Yue, holding the red envelope, handed it to Zi Zhu and said, "Serve Miss well, and there will be more rewards."

Zi Zhu accepted the red envelope and respectfully said, "This servant obeys the command."

Qian Sangui was already very tired and said that everyone should rest and talk about anything else the next day.

Qian Yeejin and Qian Yixiu, with an arm around Cheng Yue each, walked out of the main house door and saw House of Animals standing at the doorway, looking at Qian Yixiu with puppy-dog eyes that seemed to also show disappointment. Especially Monkey Brother; tears could be glimpsed in its eyes.

Qian Yixiu smacked her forehead, having only thought of her stepmother, she had completely forgotten about House of Animals; they must have thought she had deceived them again.

She immediately said, "Wait for me; I’ll go get the silver collars." Then she went back to the main house and found the silver collars among the pile of things she had brought back.

"Look, they even have engraved patterns." Qian Yixiu put collars on each of them and exclaimed with surprise, "Wow, how beautiful, even more than I imagined."

Dashan excitedly rushed towards the door first, with Monkey Brother and Benben closely following him. There was no one to open the door for them, so Monkey Brother opened the latch himself, and in the blink of an eye, the monkey and the two dogs had disappeared.

Tiaotiao also wanted to follow, but Qian Yixiu called out, "You’ve had enough fun these past few days, it’s time you stayed home and watched the house."

Upon hearing this, Tiaotiao reluctantly sulked and sat down under the tree.

Qian Yixiu returned to her room and saw Qian Yeejin had already found the Clear Lotus Scented Dew and handed it to Cheng Yue, saying, "Mother, this is what your son bought for you; see if you like it."

Under the dim oil lamp, the colorful glazed bottle looked even more delicate and lovely. Cheng Yue opened the small wooden stopper on the bottle, sniffed it, and smiled with her eyes curving into crescents, "Hmm, it smells really good, Mother likes it."

The little boy, seeing his mother so pleased with the gift he gave, had his eyes smiling so much that they almost formed crescents, and he affectionately rubbed his plump face against Cheng Yue’s shoulder.

Qian Yixiu also proudly took out the hairpin and handed it to Cheng Yue, saying, "Mother, this is the pearl hairpin that Yixiu bought for you. Do you like it?"

To everyone’s surprise, Cheng Yue’s face fell upon seeing the hairpin as she said coldly, "I don’t like it, Mother doesn’t like it. Sell it."

Qian Yixiu was stunned and a bit hurt, pouting as she said, "Why should it be sold? This is the gift Yixiu specially bought for you from the Treasure Silver Building. Mother, look closely, how intricate the lotus flower is, and how large this pearl is..."

"I don’t like pearls, Yueyue doesn’t like pearls," Cheng Yue’s eyes became somewhat fixated, and a layer of mist welled up in them.

Through the mist, she vaguely saw a little girl, enviously looking at a round and lustrous pearl lying in a long, white, and clear hand.

She felt a deep pain in her heart, tears bursting forth as she cried, "I don’t like pearls, I don’t like pearls... Yueyue wanted so much to be the pearl in his hand, wanted him to look at Yueyue and smile, but he didn’t want to, he didn’t like Yueyue..."

Her words were incoherent and incomprehensible.

Seeing that she had upset her stepmother’s illness, Qian Yixiu was quite frightened and dared not delve into who "he" was. She hurriedly put the pearl back into her purse and said, "All right, if Mother doesn’t like it, then forget it; we’ll sell it. Later, Yixiu will buy another gift for Mother."

Cheng Yue cried even more heartbrokenly, repeating, "Yueyue doesn’t like pearls... Yueyue wanted to be that pearl..."

Seeing her like this, both Qian Yeejin and Qian Yixiu were so frightened they hugged her and kept comforting her, especially Qian Yixiu, who had started crying too.

When Cheng Yue saw her daughter crying, she stretched out her hands to cup her small face and said, "Don’t cry, my precious; you are Mother’s treasure, Mother likes you, likes all of you." These few words seemed to be meant for her daughter, yet also seemed to be meant for that little girl from a time long past.

Mother and the two hugged each other and began to cry together.

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