Transmigration: A Farm Girl’s Brocade
Chapter 388 - 221 Leaving Again_1

Chapter 388: Chapter 221 Leaving Again_1

The moment Qian Manjiang was about to descend the stairs, Cheng Yue rushed up and embraced him, crying out, "Brother Jiang, take Yueyue with you. Yueyue wants to stay with you, Yueyue wishes our family could be together forever and ever. Yueyue is scared, afraid you will leave like my mother did and never return. Yueyue’s heart aches, it hurts so much..."

With tears in his eyes, Qian Manjiang tried to comfort her, and Qian Yixiu also pulled their little mother to pacify her. Cheng Yue just clung to Qian Manjiang’s arm, crying like a child being sent away on a journey.

Qian Manjiang, left with no choice, hardened his heart and pulled Cheng Yue’s arms from around his neck. He then hurriedly descended the stairs. Once downstairs, he looked up and said, "Yueyue, don’t be sad. I will come to get you in the not too distant future. For you and the family, I will also take good care of myself and live well." He then turned to Qian Yixiu, "My girl, Dad knows you are a sensible and good child. Your mother is left in your hands; take good care of her for me."

Having said that, he wiped away his tears and left Wangjiang Building, led away by Qian Yeejin.

Cheng Yue covered her face, sobbing uncontrollably, and kept calling out "Brother Jiang".

Tears also streamed down Qian Yixiu’s face, not just for the family and their little mother but for her little father and herself. She silently prayed to the heavens that her little father would return safely and alive.

She vaguely remembered what Ma Mian had foretold about her little father’s fate—he had a great calamity to overcome, and if he survived it, he would live a long life. She wasn’t sure whether the great calamity was the previous battlefield or a future "Road of No Return". If it were the battlefield, then he would have passed it already and was sure to return safely. If it was the "Road of No Return", then his life and death would be uncertain.

With tears blurring their vision, the mother and daughter came together to the window. Qian Manjiang and Qian Yeejin had reached the front yard, where Lady Wu held her son and cried for a while.

Afterward, Qian Manjiang knelt and kowtowed three times to Qian Sangui and Lady Wu.

Wan Dazhong and Su Siwu helped Qian Sangui into the carriage, followed by Qian Manjiang and Qian Yeejin getting into the vehicle. Wan Dazhong and Su Siwu sat in front of the carriage, driving it out of the courtyard.

Just as the carriage was about to leave the yard, Qian Manjiang poked his head out from the carriage window and waved toward the direction of Wangjiang Building.

Under the morning sun, the carriage trudged along a small path through the wilderness, moving further and further away until it disappeared in the morning glow at the edge of the village.

From then on, their little mother would stand by the window, gazing at that small path every day, hoping for little father’s return.

Eleven years of waiting had led to three days of reunion. She didn’t know how much longer she’d have to wait for his next return, or if he would ever come back. How long does a woman’s prime last—is it to be spent entirely in endless waiting?

Qian Yixiu looked at their little mother with aching sympathy; she had cried until her eyes were red and swollen, her little nose vividly red, with trembling hands clutching at her handkerchief against her chest.

Qian Yixiu embraced her and consoled, "Mother, father said he would return soon to take us with him."

Cheng Yue softly wept, "Mother is not a fool, I won’t fully believe what your father said..."

After Qian Manjiang had left, the house returned to its usual calm. Apart from Cheng Yue’s heartbreak due to the separation, everyone else was extremely excited. After all, Qian Manjiang was still alive, which was news more joyous than any other to them.

That is the difference between a wife and family. A wife yearns for daily companionship, while family longs for his safe survival.

Qian Yixiu moved back into Wangjiang Building, staying close to their little mother every day, trying to cheer her up, so much so that she didn’t even attend school for the first few days. The young lad would also rush to Wangjiang Building immediately after school, staying by their little mother’s side and telling her various jokes to make her laugh.

To say life at Guiyuan was calm would be true, but in the main and second households of the Qian family, there was great unrest.

Old man Qian learned that his grandson Manjiang was not only alive but had also become a high-ranking official. A fifth-rank officer, no less, with a status even higher than the Master County Magistrate, capable of requesting an imperial decree for his mother and wife. At this moment, his heart’s balance completely tipped in favor of the third branch of the family.

When the day came for grandson Manjiang to return home in glory, their household would no longer just be ordinary farmers; they would become official-nobility.

The Old Qian Family had finally struck it rich!

While the old man was happy, the thought of his past actions made him fear. If something had truly happened to his third son, not only would he have deep regrets, but it would also make it impossible for Manjiang to return with honor. More importantly, now that the main and second households had formed a deep enmity with the third branch, not only could they not gain any advantages, but the third branch might even seek revenge for "patricide". Sibling strife was a horrifying prospect.