Transmigration: A Farm Girl’s Brocade
Chapter 633 - 316 Recovery_1

Chapter 633: Chapter 316 Recovery_1

The next morning, Yixiu was jolted awake by a chorus of chirping birds. Drowsily opening her eyes, she saw faint daylight filtering through the pink gauze canopy embroidered with tiny blossoms, revealing the Four Gentlemen floral patterns carved on the canopy bed instead of the fortunate patterns inset with jade. For a moment she was befuddled, but then she remembered she had returned to Guiyuan; this was the Lianxiang Water Pavilion.

She snapped awake, sitting up and calling out, "Zi Zhu, Zi Zhu."

"I’m here." Zi Zhu hooked the gauze canopy on the lotus bronze hook and began helping her dress, saying, "Miss, you’re up so early, it’s only the second quarter of the Mao Hour, the sky isn’t fully bright yet."

Dressed and washed in record time, Yixiu hurried to the front courtyard, full of anticipation. She loved the morning on the wasteland, watching the thin mist under the rising sun slowly dissipate...

Passing by the Shining Mirror, she saw the Drooping Flower Gate wide open; Manjiang was standing at the doorway with Pan Yue, looking outward. Now, next to her little mother was Father Jiang; she was no longer alone.

Moving past them, on the vast expanse of wasteland - a mix of green and yellow wild grasses bejeweled with a thin layer of morning mist - stood Sangui, leaning on his cane. Grandfather Sangui’s silhouette had added solidity, unlike the figure from years ago that seemed as if a gust of wind could blow it over.

The cool breeze, the moist air, the eastern sky adorned with a red sun, and the wisps of smoke rising from the village rooftops. Further back, the solemn Xishi Mountain towered, a mix of green and yellow against Xijing Mountain.

Back again. How wonderful!

Yixiu took several deep breaths. She enjoyed the moist air of the South; to this day, she still wasn’t quite used to the North’s dryness.

Yixiu approached her little mother’s side and greeted, "Dad, Mom."

Seeing her daughter approaching, Pan Yue took her hand and said, "Xiu’er, Mom has remembered so many things. Although some are still fuzzy, there are some shadows."

Yixiu joyfully responded, "Then it’s really good that we came back. Just one day, and Mom has recalled so much."

Pan Yue said, "Yes, Mom remembers that since we hired servants and moved from a small yard to a bigger one, Mom dared to open the yard door and look outside. Back then, you often stood here with Mom, waiting, hearts in our throats."

Yixiu nodded and replied, "Yes, I remember too. As a child, I would hold your hand while waiting. When I grew taller, I would wrap my arm around yours."

Manjiang’s eyes turned a bit red as he listened to the mother and daughter’s memories.

Pan Yue murmured, "Whenever a figure appeared on the wasteland, my heart would leap, but upon a closer look, alas, it was not Brother Jiang. That feeling of disappointment, it still hurts to think about it... In the evenings, it was better, even if your dad didn’t show up, we could always hope for Jinwa to return." Her eyes took on a distant look, as if gazing to the end of the wasteland, she spoke softly, "So many days and nights, there was only one day when I wasn’t so desperate. That day, I felt guilty for not dressing you elaborately, worried that your lack of new clothes and the slight unkemptness might prevent you from marrying well. I cried a lot. Only on that day, I both hoped for your dad to return and was afraid for him to see you. I thought, if your dad saw your crude look, he would be upset, thinking I hadn’t taken good care of you... It was one evening, when the vast swathes of sunset glowed red across the sky. Luckily, we hoped for Jinwa to return, and when he heard about my worries, he said he would marry you if it came to that..."

There was such a thing? Yixiu thought for a bit before recalling that incident, then she hugged Pan Yue and exclaimed with surprise, "Mom remembers so clearly, I had even forgotten about it."

Manjiang also spoke, "Yueyue, you’ve done a great job raising our daughter. In my eyes, my daughter is not at all crude, she is much more delicate than those noble girls."

Pan Yue cast a glance at Manjiang and said, "In Brother Jiang’s eyes, Yueyue and our children are of course the best, but others may not think the same. I want Xiu’er to find a good husband, so she can be as happy as we are for a lifetime." Suddenly, she smiled, her smile brighter than the eastern rising sun, "How could I forget? There’s also Jinwa. That day, Jinwa said he would marry Xiu’er, and I said a brother can’t marry his sister. Since Jinwa isn’t Xiu’er’s real brother, he can marry Xiu’er. I like Jinwa, I know he will treat Xiu’er well..."

Yixiu hurriedly interrupted her, chiding, "Mom, your honeymoon with little daddy isn’t even over, and you’re already worrying about my marriage again. I’m still young, I want to choose slowly." Having said that, she walked towards the wasteland.