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Chapter 294 He is back
"Did you bring any clothes? Go take a shower and tidy yourself up, then come into the room to see Mother!" Song Wanli paused for a moment, then said, "Mother doesn't have much time left. She's been thinking about you. It's good that you've come back to see her. There are some things you shouldn't say."
"I..." Song Wanxing stammered, "I don't have any other clothes." He had been living in fear the whole way, hiding whenever he saw a policeman. He had long since spent all the money he had, and he didn't know how long it had been since he had taken a bath.
Upon hearing this, Song Wanli stood up and said, "The washroom is in the old wing on the west side. I'll get you a set of clothes."
He had just seen Zhao Xiaojuan running over, but she was nowhere to be seen now. She must have recognized her before he did.
"Yali, go outside and look for your mother. She's in a bad mood. Stay with her." Song Wanli knocked on Yali's door. Of the children, only Yali was in her room doing her homework.
When Yali heard that her mother was in a bad mood, she hurriedly went out. She had been focused on doing her homework, and since her room was far from the kitchen, she hadn't heard her aunt's scream and didn't know what had happened at home. She couldn't understand why her mother was in a bad mood.
She hurriedly walked directly to the field in front of the house. Yali knew that her mother was the same as her; when she was in a bad mood, she would sit on the edge of the field.
Lying on the grass, feeling the gentle breeze, looking up at the azure sky with its drifting clouds and flitting birds, and smelling the fresh scent of grass and seedlings, nature will heal them.
Sure enough, Zhao Xiaojuan was there, but she was hugging her knees, her head down, and her shoulders were sobbing. Her mother was crying.
Song Yali quickened her pace. "Mom, what's wrong?"
Zhao Xiaojuan snapped out of her daze, wiped her eyes with her back turned, then turned back to watch her daughter approach step by step.
The little baby she once was, clinging tightly to her arms, has now grown into a graceful and independent young woman. Her two sons can take care of themselves now, so she has no worries about leaving.
"Yali, Mom's fine. I'm just sitting here getting some fresh air. I got some sand in my eyes. You should go back. I'm going to stay at your Aunt Zhaodi's house tonight. Your sister Xingyue went to the county middle school. She's home alone and misses her daughter. I'm going to keep her company." Zhao Xiaojuan made up an excuse. She didn't know how to tell her daughter that she didn't want to see that man or stay under the same roof.
I was once so obsessed, but once the dream ended, I didn't even want to see them anymore—that's how extreme it was.
"You go your sunny path, I'll cross my narrow bridge." Those heartless words he uttered in the vegetable garden before he left years ago still echoed in her ears, along with the look of disdain in his eyes that always held her in such high regard…
Judging from his appearance today, he must be in a very sorry state, but she had no mood to laugh at him or make sarcastic remarks.
Yali observed that her mother's speech and demeanor seemed normal. School was about to start; Song Xingyue had gone to the county's No. 1 High School a couple of days ago, and her older sister, Song Tingnan, had also gone to the city early. Her mother wasn't lying.
But did Mom really get sand in her eyes just now? Uncle couldn't have been mistaken, could he? "Mom, let me take you to Aunt Zhaodi's house!" Yali was worried about leaving her mother alone outside; the pond was right behind her where she was sitting.
Since Mom is unwilling to talk to her, it would be good to talk to Aunt Zhaodi instead. She is Mom's good friend, and Mom might be more willing to chat with her.
Zhao Xiaojuan nodded. Although this was something she had thought of on the spur of the moment, she only had this one close friend in Songjia Village, and tonight she could only hide at her house.
Gu Zhaodi was very welcoming to Zhao Xiaojuan's arrival, asking if they had eaten, busily pouring tea, and rummaging through snacks, as she was bored at home alone.
After sending Yali home, Zhao Xiaojuan said to Gu Zhaodi, "I'll stay here for the night. He won't be coming, will he?"
Gu Zhaodi knew who Zhao Xiaojuan was referring to as "him," and said apologetically, "No, he will come to dinner if he wants to."
"That's good!" Zhao Xiaojuan leaned against the headboard and slumped to the side of the bed.
"What's wrong? You look very tired. Is there a problem with the flower baskets for the New Year and the first month of the lunar calendar?" Gu Zhaodi was a little worried. The period around the New Year is the peak season for selling flower baskets, and she has been helping out with that for the past few years.
"There's no problem with the flower baskets, and the bill has been settled." Zhao Xiaojuan smiled as she looked at her good friend's worried face.
"What's wrong with you? You look half-dead, like your soul has left your body."
"He is back!"
Gu Zhaodi didn't react for a moment: "Huh? Who's back?"