Chapter 218: Eerie
The subsequent developments completely exceeded Su Ning and the Zhang Family’s expectations; they, still completely unaware, were watching Wu Meng’s mother and daughter reunite in tears.
Having barely slept all night, keeping their eyes open in anticipation until dawn, Wu Meng’s mother followed Zhang Ze with an extremely uneasy thought in her heart.
After several transfers and getting off several vehicles, they finally arrived at Gu City South Gate Street, reaching the small courtyard under the cover of night.
Gripping the room door but hesitating to push it open and go in.
As if having mentally prepared herself, the moment she pushed open the door, tears came faster and more suddenly than the call from her mouth.
“Niu… Niu Niu!”
“Mother?”
Wu Meng, who had just had medicine applied, looked incredulously at the person being supported as she walked closer step by step, her whole body trembling uncontrollably.
Reacting, she threw off the quilt and threw herself into her arms, crying out loud for the first time without suppressing herself.
“Mother, Mother…”
“Mother is here, here… my… Mother’s girl, Mother’s poor Niu Niu, don’t be afraid… don’t be afraid, Mother is here…”
Tightly hugging her daughter who had collapsed crying in her arms, Wu Meng’s mother tried her utmost to control her own grief, but the choking in her throat couldn’t be concealed; the hand patting her back was gentle and weightless.
After two days of careful taking care of, the wounds on her body had mostly healed under repeated generous applications of the miraculous ointment.
Actually, Wu Meng could fully get out of bed and walk around, but the prolonged confinement made her instinctively afraid to move; any slight noise made her like a startled bird.
Therefore, even though she had recovered mobility, she didn’t think of stepping out of the room door at all, spending the whole day only speaking a few words to Su Ning.
Her condition made everyone secretly worry endlessly, fearing that if not careful, she might lose hope and be gone.
Fortunately, Wu Meng’s mother came over with Zhang Ze; although seeing the mother and daughter hugging and crying bitterly was upsetting, it was better for them to vent than to hold it in.
After the mother and daughter hugged and cried for about ten minutes, Wu Meng’s wailing gradually turned into sobs.
Quietly wiping her tears, Hu Yingtao stepped forward two steps and advised, “Elder Sister, little Meng, stop crying quickly, or your eyes won’t hold up later.”
Hearing the voice, Jin Hua haphazardly wiped her face, changed from hugging to holding her daughter’s hand, her unfocused eyes looking in her direction.
Without hesitation, she knelt down with a thud, “Thank you, thank you for saving my girl’s life.”
“Oh dear, Elder Sister, what are you doing? No, no, get up quickly!”
Saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda.
Even a dying stray cat or dog on the roadside would evoke compassion, let alone such a big living person.
Jin Hua gripped her daughter’s hand with one hand, and subconsciously gripped back the arm that was vigorously supporting her to stand, then shook her head forcefully.
For a girl in her daughter’s situation, even the kindest household would have reservations and principles; in Tao City, who would let her poor girl into the room onto the bed?
Letting her stay in the firewood shed on a straw pile would already be great kindness.
Much less using such soft and warm-to-an-unreasonable-degree bedding that she had just felt on the bed to let her family’s girl ruin it.
After all… after all, she was unclean, defiled.
So Jin Hua was grateful from the bottom of her heart to this household that had saved her daughter’s life and taken such painstaking care of her.
“Elder Sister, for you to treat my girl like this…”
“Don’t say those things.”
As fellow mothers whose daughters had suffered humiliation and torment, not wanting to hear those hurtful words from her mouth, Hu Yingtao pressed her to sit on the bedside with a grieved expression and interrupted her.
“You two mother and daughter talk some private words first; I’ll go make something good to eat for everyone.”
Su Ning in the room, Zhang Fu at the door, and others nodded tacitly upon hearing this and quietly left without a sound.
Hu Yingtao, walking last, lightly stepped out of the room and conveniently closed the room door properly.
“Godmother, let me cook instead.”
“No need for you; you just got back and need to rest well.”
……
The next day.
After dinner, sending Wu Meng’s mother and daughter back to the room to rest, and Xiao Qiu coaxing to sleep as usual, everyone held a cup of hot tea and gathered around the small stove in the living room.
Everyone’s expressions were somewhat strange, all immersed in their own thoughts for a moment, no one speaking first.
Until a murmur of self-talk broke the silence, everyone slowly came back to their senses.
“Besides us, someone else actually made a move; who could it be? Don’t know if enemy or friend, or what purpose?”
“No matter who, the current situation is delightful for us.”
Not to mention the Yin Family’s smuggling of cultural relics transaction caught red-handed with evidence due to that report letter.
Just take Yin Zhen, who was beaten into first aid by Wei Junjie; though clearly rescued, she suddenly worsened at dawn last night and died on the spot.
Causing the Yin and Wei Families, whose relations had somewhat eased, to form a deadly feud; with neither having wiped their own excrement clean, for some unknown reason they suddenly turned to all-out war, at daggers drawn.
With the Yin Family stirring trouble in the middle, Wei Junjie, who had been bailed out, hadn’t rested at home long before being thrown back into jail.
The Wei Family didn’t yield either, seizing the momentum to fiercely beat the drowned dog, nailing the smuggling matter directly onto the Yin Family without letting any escape.
It could be said that today’s several big dramas were dazzling, with twists and various surprises hitting the Wei and Yin Families one after another.
By the time the two family heads came to their senses and realized something was wrong, their underlings had already gotten seriously heated; a stage not of you die or I live had been set up with gongs and drums beating, and in a short time it escalated uncontrollably.
‘Wei Junhao.’
Inexplicably, this familiar yet somewhat strange name surged in Su Ning’s heart, even certain it was him who had acted.
If in the matter of Wei Junjie a few years later, Wu Han was the fuse that lit it, then Wei Junhao, who seized the chance to push the Wei Family into an abyss, was undoubtedly the originator of the gunpowder explosion.
Unexpectedly, even just with a sign, he would still make the same choice.
What grudge, what hatred?
It really fit that saying: even the most hated person has something pitiable?
Silently shaking her head, no matter what hidden pain Wei Junhao had that made him strike so ruthlessly at his own family.
She knew that with that ruthless character’s swift and precise methods, the outcome for the Wei and Yin Families a few years later would likely repeat, doomed to destruction.
She and the others didn’t even need to do anything more, just watch.
This feeling… not bad at all?
“Ning Ning? Ning Ning!”
“Hm? What’s up, Brother Zhang?”
“What were you thinking so intently? Could you know who that person is?”
Zhang Ze took the tea mug from her hand, added some hot water for her, then handed it back.
It was just casual talk at first, but seeing the look in her eyes, his brow twitched involuntarily, “You don’t actually know, do you?”
“Ah? Ning Ning, tell us quickly, who is that person? Could it be someone from the family of another victim of that scum Wei Junjie?”
“I’m not too certain…”
Sipping a small mouthful of tea, Su Ning rubbed the smooth surface of the tea mug with her fingertip.
Meeting everyone’s turned gazes full of some anxiety, she no longer kept it secret and blurted out a name.
“Wei Junhao?”
“That beast’s older brother, the Wei Family’s eldest son Wei Junhao?”
“Mm.”
Through these days of overt and covert inquiries, everyone was no stranger to the basic situations of the Wei and Yin Families.
“I heard Wei Junhao isn’t Ke Lan’s biological son.”
Back then, the eldest son born to Ke Lan died just two days after birth; before she could recover from the pain of losing her son.
Wei Kun brought back a one-month-old Wei Junhao from who knows where, making him replace the legitimate eldest son’s identity.
One just born, one a full month old; any household with children could see such an obvious difference.
It was just none of their business, and since Ke Lan herself gritted her teeth and acknowledged it, what could others say.
“Don’t say, it really might be him.”
Children raised by just Wei Kun and Ke Lan, it’s not surprising if a few are psychological perverts.
Though this statement was somewhat biased due to hatred in the heart, it wasn’t without reason.
Zhang Qi heavily set down the tea mug in his hand, making a dull sound, “I’d rather hope it’s really him.”
Raised by one hand, the son with great hopes personally destroys everything.
What could be more despairing and painful than that?
Hope that old thing Wei Kun has super strong psychological endurance, and sees this outcome with his own eyes.
“Serves them right, retribution doesn’t miss! All retribution!”
Hu Yingtao clasped her hands together, tears in her eyes, muttering curses repeatedly.
She only hoped that beast Wei Junjie would go to hell soon, best dragging the worthless Wei and Yin Families along!
Another chapter is under review, don’t know when it will be released. If it hasn’t come out by the time, I might have to edit it myself and repost a chapter, leading to two duplicate chapters again; everyone bear with me like I am, endure!!
