Chapter 350 Xiao Yan Returns and the Sky Falls

"I'm fine." Zhang Heyao's voice was really low, so low that Lu Qiniang couldn't hear it clearly.

But that doesn't matter anymore.

The important thing was that he finally saw her again.

Although there was a curtain between them, she still came, although she was not like before, wishing to stay by her bedside all the time when she was sick.

Now she was standing far away from him, silently shedding tears, but without making a sound, nor taking a single step forward.

It wasn't like this before.

One winter he caught a cold and had a high fever for three days, and she stayed with him for three days and three nights.

Zhang Heyao knew that the cold was contagious, but no matter how she was driven away, she refused to leave.

He was in a daze due to the fever, but he knew clearly in his heart that there were people around him who were with him and cared about him.

At that time, Lu Qinniang could risk her life for him.

If he had not chosen to abandon her, she would have stayed with him without hesitation now.

But one wrong step leads to all wrong steps.

Having seen so much injustice in the world, he vowed to become a superior person.

After undergoing brutal and difficult training, escaping death and entering the enemy camp, he made great contributions, but the lion's share was taken away by the Prince of Zhenbei...

Abandoned mother, I am really tired.

I was tired of climbing up, so I chose a shortcut, and then I got what I wanted, but I lost you.

If I were given another chance to choose, I would walk slowly by myself, holding your hand and walking together without letting go.

Zhang Heyao was so weak that he could hardly speak and could only look at her greedily through the curtain.

From the moment he realized he was infected with the disease, an idea came into his mind.

Find her, go back to Beijing to find her, and see her again.

At that time, he was actually very clear that if he asked Lu Qiniang to see him, she would definitely be rejected.

It doesn’t matter. If she doesn’t come to see me, I will come back to see her.

Just meeting once would be enough.

He wanted to engrave her face deeply in his mind, and humbly prayed that after drinking Meng Po soup, he would also have a little memory of her.

He lost her.

But if there is an afterlife, he wants to start over again.

Qi Niang, I like you very much, but when I realized this, it was already too late.

"Cough cough cough..." A fishy and sweet taste rose up his throat, and Zhang Heyao bit the handkerchief tightly.

Lu Qiniang subconsciously wanted to move forward, but in the end she was like a nail stuck in place, unable to move.

Shuyu went in and helped Zhang Heyao calm down.

After a long time, Zhang Heyao finally calmed down.

He used all his strength to look at the people outside the bamboo curtain and said, "Let's go."

Go ahead and don't look back.

I will let you and Xiao Yan live happily for a lifetime, and I will wait for you in the next life.

Lu Qiniang covered her mouth and burst into tears.

"Brother," she said with difficulty, her vision blurred by tears, and she could no longer see the figure behind the bamboo curtain. "You will be fine."

Zhang Heyao closed his eyes and stopped talking.

——He no longer had the strength to speak.

Only Shuyu saw the tears rolling down the corners of his eyes.

Lu Qiniang left the villa.

She didn't dare go home and moved back into the house she lived in before moving. She planned to wait a few days to see if she was fine before going home, so as to avoid contracting the disease and infecting others.

She stayed there for three days.

She stopped herself from thinking too much and just kept cleaning the house, just short of pulling all the mice out of their holes and giving them a bath.

Ah Huang accompanied her.

But even so, she still couldn't sleep well at night when she thought of Zhang Heyao.

There is no news, there has been no news. Could that be good news?

Or has he been buried?

After all, they didn't have much contact now, so it was normal not to call her for funerals...

As for Xiao Yan and San Ya, I don’t know when they can go home.

The epidemic won’t spread, right? Are they having trouble acclimatizing to the climate in Jinling?

After three days, Lu Qiniang hadn't changed at all except for losing two pounds, so she went back to the shop to work as usual.

August and September are the busiest times at the pier.

Business in the shop was also busy, and Lu Qiniang hired six more women.

Daya received her first "sponsorship" of five hundred taels of silver from a tea merchant in Jiangnan who heard about the girls' school and sent someone to deliver it.

Daya was encouraged and now that she had some real money, she wanted to buy some more things for the school.

This is indeed an exciting thing.

Although Erya’s hair dye has not been finalized yet, with many days of attempts and accumulated experience of failure, the current recipe is much better than before.

Erya was very clear about this matter.

——I would rather wait for some time and come up with a product that will be a hit, rather than rushing to sell it just because I feel it is okay, thus ruining my reputation.

When Lu Qiniang occasionally has some free time, she can't help but wonder how Zhang Heyao is doing now.

If Sun Shun doesn't come, she will have no news.

Half a month passed in a daze. One day, many customers came to the shop to place orders. The staff in the shop were unable to entertain them, so Lu Qiniang came out to help.

"Come on, just tell me what you want and I'll write it down for you." She held the pen, looking very serious.

But in fact, what she wrote is only understandable to her.

"Give me fifty pounds of pot-cakes, a jar of pickled cucumbers, and—"

"Okay, okay, please speak slowly and I'll write it down." Lu Qiniang looked up and smiled embarrassedly at the customer.

When she looked up, she was stunned.

She saw Zhang Heyao, wearing the clothes she had made for him on the day he left home, but now the clothes were obviously too small for him and didn't fit him at all.

Zhang Heyao didn't come in either, just stood at the door and smiled at her.

Lu Qiniang was extremely confused.

Zhang Heyao, are you here to say goodbye to her?

She had heard from the elderly before that some people would appear in the dreams of their relatives to say goodbye before they died.

But it was broad daylight and she was still busy in the store. How could she be dreaming?

Could it be that she was actually dreaming without realizing it?

No matter what, she still walked out from behind the counter, walked in front of Zhang Heyao, with a reluctant look in her eyes, and whispered: "Brother, walk slowly——"

She tried hard not to cry.

It is said that tears should not fall on deceased relatives, as they will be reluctant to leave.

So in the eyes of Xiao Yan, who had just returned from a journey, holding the horse in one hand and San Ya in the other, it became a different scene.

——The two looked at each other with tears in their eyes, speechless.

No, is that right?

Didn’t they say that Zhang Heyao was about to die?

After hearing about this, Xiao Yan was afraid that Lu Qin's mother would be sad, so he hurried back.

In the end, Zhang Heyao didn't die, and Lu Qiniang was still so reluctant to let him go?

Not to mention Xiao Yan who couldn't believe it, even Zhang Heyao was stunned.

He survived a near-death experience and was finally able to go out after ten days of recuperation. For some reason, he sent people to the vicinity of Chaoguan to see Lu Qiniang.

I thought I had recovered from my illness and survived the disaster, but I was afraid that I would never hear Lu Qinniang’s good words again.

So, her attitude is so good?

Could it be that after experiencing life and death, he discovered that she still had feelings for him?