Xie Zhuo stood by the roadside for a few minutes.
The guards at the gate of the compound looked at him several times before he slowly walked over, gave his name, and said he was looking for Jing Keying from the Jing family.
The guard glanced at him a few times, then went over and made a phone call.
Xie Zhuo looked around again. He couldn't remember some of the details of his last visit here, but he remembered that Jing Keying's mother had a bad temper and always looked like she was about to explode no matter who she met.
When she heard him say he wanted to see Jing Keying, she stared at him coldly for a while, then said he wasn't home and kicked him out.
I wonder what will happen this time...
Xie Zhuo was pondering something, his gaze sweeping aimlessly around him. Suddenly, his eyes fixed on one direction.
No, to be precise, it was frozen on a woman's face.
He stared at that spot for a long time, then pulled a photograph out of his pocket. The woman in the photograph looked almost identical to the woman not far away.
If there's any difference, it's probably that the woman in the photo has short, ear-length hair, while the woman walking towards him has hair that's almost waist-length.
Xie Zhuo's lips were taut, and he put the photo away again just as the woman was about to get close to him.
The guard on duty made several phone calls to the Jing family but no one answered. Just as he was about to come over and talk to Xie Zhuo, he saw Jing Keying picking up her child from school.
"Comrade Jing," the guard said to Jing Keying, "someone here is looking for you."
Jing Keying was speaking gently to the child beside her with her head down when she heard the guard's words and looked over at Xie Zhuo.
With just one glance, she froze on the spot.
They look so alike.
All three Xie brothers are tall. Even though Xie Zhuo is the most handsome of the three, his two older brothers are not bad-looking either.
Having bumped into each other like this by chance, Jing Keying thought...
She stood there stunned for a while before taking two steps forward. "You, who are you?"
"Xie Zhuo," Xie Zhuo didn't seem to have any other particular feelings. He looked at her, then glanced at the little girl she was holding hands with, "Picking up your child from school?"
“Ah, yes,” Jing Keying was in a daze again when she heard Xie Zhuo’s name, as if she had suddenly returned to a few years ago.
Xie Fei was still alive then. Among all those who defended the country, the people, and the army, his name was the most unique. Although he came from a rural area, his name sounded very scholarly.
"Xie Fei, Xie Fei," Jing Keying repeated Xie Fei's name over and over, "Who gave you this name? It sounds nice."
“My dad,” Xie Fei said, rolling up his sleeves and tilting his head toward her as he washed his hands, “learned a few characters when he was little and just picked this name randomly.”
“This wasn’t a name we chose randomly,” Jing Keying disagreed with him, standing beside him with her arms crossed. “The Book of Songs says, ‘There is a gentleman who is refined and elegant, like jade being cut and polished, like stone being carved and ground. He is not merely a pretty face.’ It describes someone with literary talent. Back then, Dad wanted you to go to university, right?”
Xie Fei didn't answer her question, but just hummed softly and said that her younger brother's name was Xie Zhuo.
Five years have passed in the blink of an eye.
Jing Keying was lost in thought until her youngest daughter grabbed her finger and shook it, which brought her gaze back to Xie Zhuo's face.
"Why did you suddenly come here?"
Before coming, Xie Zhuo had thought a lot about it, including the scene of his first meeting with this sister-in-law he had never met before, and whether they would talk about his second brother, or how he should answer if she asked about Xiao Bao.
He had prepared thousands of words in his mind, but the scene he met was nothing like what he had imagined.
He stared at Jing Keying for a long time, so long that Jing Keying began to frown, before he slowly spoke.
"Do you still remember Xie Jingyi?" Xie Zhuo asked.
After playing for a while, Da Bao and Xiao Bao squeezed together next to Xu Yan, begging her to tell them a story they had never heard before.
Xu Yan brushed the strands of hair that had fallen on her face and touched their faces. "Well... today I'll tell you a story about the Ugly Duckling."
"The Ugly Duckling?" Da Bao tilted his head and looked at her.
“Yes,” Xu Yan said with a smile, her voice low and soft, flowing quietly in the inky night.
"Once upon a time, there was a little swan who had just hatched from her egg..."
Da Bao and Xiao Bao listened attentively at first, but in less than five minutes, they both fell into a deep sleep. Xu Yan leaned up and glanced at them, and seeing that the two boys were covered tightly with their blankets, he also fell asleep with peace of mind.
The weather is getting colder and colder, and it's getting light later and later.
It used to get light by five or six o'clock, but now it's almost eight o'clock and the sun still hasn't risen.
Fortunately, the start time at the commune primary school was also slightly delayed. After Da Bao and Xiao Bao finished washing up and having breakfast, they walked there together with Xiao Shuanzi, and the timing was just right.
Xie Zhuo has been in Nan Province for two or three days now. Apart from sending a telegram when he first arrived, there has been no news since, and he doesn't know how things are going.
Xu Yan was somewhat worried.
Xu Yan's attention was slightly diverted when Li Aihua came over to gossip again.
“Sun Jiarou’s child is gone,” Li Aihua said, still sewing a pair of shoe soles. Judging by the size, they were Xiao Shuanzi’s. “I just heard about it last night. It’s a pity you went to bed early, otherwise I would have come over and talked to you last night.”
Xu Yan was somewhat surprised, "What happened to it?"
“I heard she got into a fight with Han Xiaoyu,” Li Aihua said. “When Han Xiaoyu was about to leave, she lunged at him but missed and fell face-first to the ground.”
Xu Yan frowned.
It sounds painful.
“Oh, and another thing,” Li Aihua put down the needle in her hand and said mysteriously to Xu Yan, “I heard that she has gone mad.”
"Crazy? How did he go crazy?" Xu Yan asked.
“I don’t know,” Li Aihua shook her head. “Anyway, when the Sun family asked the brigade to send her to the city hospital in an oxcart, she kept talking nonsense.”
"What are you saying? She's the female lead, she'll be the richest person in the country in the future, and Sun Guoan and Chen Guizhen will be begging her and Han Xiaoyu for favors."
"It is said that he kept muttering it all the way, and Sun Guoan and Chen Guizhen's faces turned black from listening."
"Oh, in the end, Han Xiaoyu found a piece of cloth and stuffed it into her mouth, and that's how she stopped talking."
Li Aihua talked on and on for a while, completely unaware that Xu Yan's expression had changed.
The female lead?
The richest man in the country?
Isn't this the plot of the original book?
How did Sun Jiarou find out?
Could it be that she was reborn? Or perhaps she also transmigrated from another era?
No, that's not right. If she were from another world, she wouldn't have said those things. So she must have been reborn...
Since she was reborn, then Han Xiaoyu... Xu Yan only then remembered the scene she had seen Han Xiaoyu digging for large yellow croakers by the river.
Could Han Xiaoyu also be a reincarnation?
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