Four Sons and One Daughter: No One to Pay Respects at the Grave, But the Old Mother Has No Mercy

"Mom, aren't you being too biased toward Eldest Brother? Dividing the family property now, he benefits the most.

"Mom, I want that piece of land by Shuichuan. You promised it to m...

Chapter 1401 Where Have You Been All These Years?

Chapter 1401 Where Have You Been All These Years?

As Mulan spoke, Sanwa changed his mind and decided not to leave for the time being.

They decided to talk to their eldest sister, Hongying, and neither of them was in a good mood.

The head maidservant beside Mulan was so frightened that she just kept sweeping the courtyard.

Song Chunxue sighed silently. Life is never smooth sailing; it's mostly full of bumps and stumbles.

She had assumed that Sanwa would live a carefree and easy life, with everything under his control.

Unexpectedly, a small matter made him so hesitant.

When you have children, you can never be willful.

Song Chunxue didn't know how to resolve this matter either, but she felt that Sanwa could handle it, so she decided not to get involved for the time being.

She didn't believe that Sanwa had been wasting his years in the government.

Even if things don't go well, he still has colleagues.

Having not been here for twenty years, she was completely clueless about many things.

Looking at the familiar streets and houses, but without the familiar figures, she felt very uncomfortable and extremely lonely.

Following her memory, she found Mei Yang's home and inquired with the children on the street.

Fortunately, Mei Yang does indeed live in this courtyard.

Now that she's using Akita Daoist's face, she can't go directly to Mei Yang.

After all, in the memories of these old acquaintances, Song Chunxue had long since passed away.

Few people in the capital knew that Song Chunxue had died once, but her family was here, and in their eyes, she had long since turned to dust.

Thinking of this, and looking at the yellow earth that had not yet donned its spring attire, Song Chunxue felt a deep sadness in her heart, recalling her old and silent hometown.

Spring always comes so late here.

It was still cold in the early morning, like winter.

It wasn't until near noon that the signs of spring became noticeable.

Under the willows by the roadside, the grass appears green from afar but is barely visible up close. The buds on the trees have not yet sprouted, but the withered branches are quietly reviving. In just a few days, they will grow greener day by day.

On the second floor of the tavern, Mei Yang, filled with curiosity, slowly made his way up the wooden stairs to the door of a private room.

He didn't step into the house immediately, but instead poked his head out and muttered, "Who's looking for me? Why are they being so secretive?"

"It's me," she said in her natural voice.

"..." Mei Yang stood frozen at the door, staring at her as if she had seen a ghost.

The person sitting inside was clearly a man, but the one speaking was a woman…

wrong!

He suddenly stepped into the room and slammed the door shut with extreme unease!

Looking at his plump figure and rosy face, Song Chunxue knew that he was living a good life.

“You…” Mei Yang lowered his head and thought for a moment, “Damn it, you wouldn’t be…”

"I am Song Chunxue." She let out a long breath, feeling a little sad that she couldn't tell such honest words to her closest person, and her eyes welled up with tears. "Sit down, I'm not dead."

"Bang!" Mei Yang slammed his fist on the table like an old man having a seizure, "Bang bang bang!"

"I knew it!"

"I knew it!"

He pointed at Song Chunxue and paced back and forth on the ground.

Fortunately, the second floor floor is made of soil, otherwise it would have collapsed from his pacing back and forth.

"Then why aren't you going home..." Mei Yang suddenly sat down, staring intently at her. "Looking at you, you're a man, aren't you? You didn't use some kind of evil magic to possess a man's body, did you?"

"It's just a disguise," Song Chunxue said, removing her mask to reveal her true appearance. A moment later, she reverted to Akita Daoist's appearance. "Sit down and talk. Don't be so startled."

"Heh!" Mei Yang laughed, picked up his teacup and took a sip. "Hehehe, how could I not be so surprised, huh?"

He slammed his hand on the table. "If it were you, could you stay calm?"

Song Chunxue cupped her hands in apology. "It was my fault, but I came to ask you about something."

“Your child, right?” Mei Yang rubbed his hands together, then suddenly burst into laughter, as if he had just thought of something. “You come with me, treat me as your friend, visit your child’s house, and preferably stay overnight. Yes, you must do that.”

After saying that, he stood up again and carefully examined the person in front of him. As he looked at him, tears streamed down his face.

“Sigh,” he turned around and sighed, clearly still reeling from the shock of the event, “When I heard the news of your death back then, I thought it was impossible.”

Looking at his jumping around, Song Chunxue realized that he had completely changed in the past twenty years, but he was still not as composed as before and was becoming more and more easily startled.

"So why did you suddenly come back? Did something happen?" Mei Yang suddenly sat down and asked three questions in quick succession, "Where have you been all these years? Twenty years! Why didn't you wait until we were dead before you came back??"