Chapter 101 (First published on Jinjiang Literature City)
Xiao Langyue opened her mouth.
With a soft "plop," the double-headed hairpin around her neck was pulled out. Because the hairpin had been inserted with force, it had bent inside, and when it was pulled out, flesh and blood gushed out along with it.
The blood instantly soaked and stained Xiao Langyue's clothes red. She raised her hand to cover her neck, but she could not stop the blood from gushing out.
Zhao Xian had barely recovered her strength. She had to raise one hand to block the dagger and concentrate on delivering that crucial, unwavering strike. At this moment, she was completely unable to move, her eyes fixed intently on Xiao Langyue.
With a thud, Xiao Langyue's head landed heavily on her chest. Because of the dagger still stuck in her arm, coupled with the heavy impact, Zhao Xian didn't know whether to worry about the dagger in her arm or the pain in her chest.
The rain was pouring down, and the raindrops were so big that she couldn't open her eyes at all.
"mother--"
Before she fainted, Zhao Xian seemed to hear Jiang Heng's voice, which was unusually loud.
--A fleeting dream--
bite--
The elevator reached the twelfth floor, and the doors opened as a mechanical female voice announced this.
The sound of the suitcase wheels rolling on the floor tiles woke up the motion-sensor lights one by one.
Arriving at door 1203, Zhao Xian entered the password, but it prompted her that the password was incorrect. Staring at the electronic lock, Zhao Xian was stumped. What was the password again?
I thought for a moment but couldn't remember, so I took out my phone and started looking through my records.
Before she could find the record, the door had already opened from the inside. "I told you it was you who came back, but your mother didn't believe me. You can forget the password you set yourself. How many times has this happened? You never learn."
Zhao Xian put her phone back in her pocket, rushed over and hugged her father, and said with a smile, "There are so many passwords to remember every day, it's inevitable that you'll forget them. Do you miss me, Dad?"
"Think about it, I feel lighter and thinner."
"Only you guys would say I'm thin." Zhao Xian let go of her father, her face full of an uncontrollable smile. After all, celebrities are what you call truly thin; she's just normal, not thin.
Once inside, Zhao Xian took out her slippers and put them on, then took off her coat and hung it on the rack by the door. She sniffed, "Wow, it smells so good! Dear Mom, what kind of feast did you make?"
As she spoke, she ran into the kitchen.
Zhao's father, smiling, carried the suitcase into her room.
Seeing the dry-pot prawns and pan-fried ribbonfish that had already been cooked, and the simmering pickled radish and old duck soup in the casserole bubbling and emitting an enticing aroma, I was immediately struck by the sight.
"You forgot what you ordered? Couldn't you have ordered a day in advance? Why did you have to call to ask for food and drinks after you landed? Your dad had to go to several places to buy these fresh prawns."
Zhao Xian reached for the fried ribbonfish, but was gently patted on the shoulder. "Wash your hands. You're such a grown-up, yet you act like a child."
"Yes, ma'am."
The pan-fried ribbonfish was the taste she had been longing for.
A phone rang. Zhao Xian was busy eating, and her hands were covered in oil. She called out, "Dad, can you get my phone for me?"
Zhao's father was standing at the kitchen door when he heard this and said, "Where did you put it? I heard it coming from the doorway."
Zhao Xian swallowed the food in her mouth, took a tissue to wipe the grease off her hands, and came out of the kitchen. She took the phone from her father and saw that it was her boss calling. "Hello, Sister Lan... Hmm, okay, I'll book the plane ticket in a bit. It should arrive by noon tomorrow. Good."
After Zhao Xian finished her phone call, her parents had already set out the meal and were waiting for her.
Zhao's mother's expression was not as cheerful as before. "Didn't you say we could have a five-day vacation this time?"
Zhao Xian smiled awkwardly, "I did take five days off, but who knew my boss would be so capable and find me a new job so quickly."
As she spoke, Zhao Xian's joyful expression instantly collapsed. "Waaah... my annual leave!"
Mr. Zhao's expression was serious: "What next job? Aren't you an assistant?"
Zhao Xian's performance came to an abrupt end. Faced with her parents' suddenly serious expressions, she hurriedly explained, "It's just an assistant position. I was able to take this leave because my previous assistant job was taken by someone else. I figured my boss doesn't have any new people at the moment, so he probably won't assign me any work. I just decided to take a leave of absence."
Zhao's mother placed the peeled shrimp into Zhao Xian's bowl and asked with concern, "No wonder your tone was off when you called. Were you bullied?"
"No, it's because the artist I'm working with wanted to use their own relatives. I'm an outsider, so I got eliminated." Zhao Xian said in a relaxed, joking tone.
She didn't say that after the celebrity became popular, she tried to replace her with her relative and made things difficult for her. Zhao Xian didn't understand why she didn't just tell the agent to replace her if she didn't like her, instead of making a big fuss.
She was quite heartbroken, after all, she had taken good care of him, but he treated her like this.
"That's good. If you've been wronged, you should speak up."
Yes, yes.
Zhao Xian is really worried now. She was maliciously kicked out, and she felt uneasy when she came back for vacation. But then her boss suddenly assigned her someone else, and she had something to do. As a result, her vacation was over. How regrettable!
Sure enough, people are all greedy.
“I still think you’re better suited to be an assistant… Everyone says those celebrities have terrible tempers, but you…” You’re always acting like a spoiled child at home, but you’re taking care of others when you’re out in public.
Zhao Xian interrupted her mother, saying hastily, "An assistant is just the beginning. My goal is to become a manager. These are nothing."
Her boss was her senior from university. Even with this relationship, Zhao Xian still needed to accumulate experience slowly, and she knew that she still had a lot to learn.
Mr. Zhao: "We don't understand our children's work, so we won't get involved. Let's eat."
The family enjoyed a happy meal together. Not long after Zhao Xian got home, she was busy booking her return flight.
The family of three went to the mall in the evening. Zhao Xian had suddenly decided to take a vacation. Usually, when she was on a business trip, she would buy things and have them delivered to her home. This time, she didn't have time to buy anything when she came home, so she went to the mall to buy things for her parents.
The next day, she planned to go directly to the airport without disturbing her parents, but she turned out to be the last one in the family to get up.
"Have breakfast, your dad will take you to the airport in a bit."
"I'll take a taxi. It's a long drive to and from the airport, which is quite a hassle." It takes two hours to get from here to the airport, which is a four-hour round trip. That's why she only told them after she got off the plane, in case her parents had to pick her up in advance.
“What trouble? You didn’t say anything when you got back, and only called us after the plane landed. We were so worried about you, a girl, taking a taxi alone.”
Zhao Xian couldn't persuade them otherwise, and in the end, the whole family went to the airport together.
Upon hearing the ticket check announcement, Zhao Xian passed through security and suddenly turned around. She saw her parents still standing there, but their faces were blurry. Zhao Xian blinked hard and rubbed her eyes, but she still couldn't see them clearly.
Why can't I see it clearly? Why can't I see it clearly?
...
Inside the Haitang Residence, Jiang Shuxiu saw tears streaming down her grandmother's face and ran up to her, her little legs pounding, "Grandpa, Grandpa, Grandma is crying."
Upon hearing this, Jiang Liangxu, who was picking up another travelogue, dropped it from his hand. He didn't care about the travelogue on the ground and stepped into the inner room.
They found that it was indeed as Xiu-jie had said. "Go and fetch the doctor from the Liu family, quickly."
A soft sound of footsteps faded away, and soon after, a maid led the family physician to the scene.
At this moment, Zhao Xian had already opened her eyes, but her gaze was blank, and she did not notice her surroundings at all, not even reacting to someone waving a hand in front of her.
She didn't understand why her parents' faces were so blurry; she couldn't see them clearly no matter what she did.
The new artist signed by the boss is Qu Shuangxing. She has only been working as Qu Shuangxing's assistant for about a year and a half. As a newcomer that the company is promoting, Qu Shuangxing is very busy, so her assistant is naturally not having an easy time either.
She's so busy, like a spinning top, that she naturally doesn't have time to go home, but she usually video chats with her parents.
How come she doesn't remember their faces?
"Grandma, Grandma, Grandma, don't be afraid. We're at home, no bad people will dare to bully you."
After taking Zhao Xian's pulse, the physician got up. While the physician was talking to his grandfather, Jiang Shuxiu climbed onto the bed, took a handkerchief in her small hand to wipe away Zhao Xian's tears, and said words of comfort.
Home?
Zhao Xian's eyes began to focus, and she could see the furnishings in the room and the little head that was leaning in front of her.
No wonder her parents' faces were so blurry. It wasn't just a year and a half that she hadn't seen them; in fact, it had been over thirty years since she last saw them.
When she first transmigrated, she would think about them, but later she realized that thinking about them was useless, and she buried that longing in her heart.
On the contrary, during the period when she lost her memory, memories that she had buried deep in her heart were brought back to light.
The reason why the plot of the transmigration story was so clear was probably related to Li Lianniang's face.
Compared to the matter between Lu Zhaoying and the second son, I have forgotten a lot of it, and it is far less memorable than the eldest son and his wife.
Because of the reference points, the memory becomes more vivid. For people without reference points, like her parents' faces, she tries very hard to recall them, but she can't remember them at all, not even in her dreams.
"Hoo hoo...Grandma, is it in a lot of pain? Where does it hurt, Grandma? Xiu'er will rub it for Grandma."
A soft cheek pressed against her forehead, and hearing the childish, whimpering voice, Zhao Xian's emotions subsided considerably, replaced by another kind of concern.
“My lord, the lady’s previous distress has dissipated, but when I took her pulse just now, I found that she is distressed again, which is not good for her recovery.”
Hearing the physician's words, Jiang Shuxiu's eyes lit up. "Grandmother, Xiu'er has some good news for you. Mother gave birth! I have a little brother! His name is Ping An, which means peace and safety. I also hope that Grandmother will be safe and sound..."
Zhao Xian instantly cast aside the indescribable emotions in her heart, and after a moment of stunned silence, asked, "What about your mother? Is she alright?"
Jiang Shuxiu nodded and nuzzled Zhao Xian's cheek. "Mother is doing well. She has a midwife and a female doctor taking care of her. Aunt Danruo said that when Mother gave birth to me, Grandmother arranged it this way."
As she spoke, Jiang Shuxiu was startled. She had been lying softly with her head touching Zhao Xian's, but as if she suddenly realized something, she jumped up and shouted, "Grandfather, Grandfather, Grandmother spoke!"
Jiang Liangxu kept his eyes on Zhao Xian, listening to the words of the royal physician. When he saw Zhao Xian's lips move, he strode to the bedside and called out, "Ah Xian."
Looking at the person in front of her, Zhao Xian almost didn't recognize him for a moment. The messy stubble, the dark circles under his eyes, and the white hair at his temples, "How did you manage to make yourself look so disheveled?"
Jiang Liangxu raised his hand as if to cover his face and laughed, "I'll shave it in a bit, knowing that Madam doesn't like me having a beard."
"Xiu'er said Lianniang gave birth? Is she due soon? Are mother and child alright?"
"Everything is fine, everything is fine."
Zhao Xian opened her mouth, and Li Lianniang, who had already given birth, asked, "How long has it been since the autumn hunt?"
Jiang Liangxu: "It's been about twenty days already."
Zhao Xian thought for a moment, "Then wouldn't that mean missing Yingying's coming-of-age ceremony?"
Lu Zhaoying's birthday is September 27th. Thinking she could make it back after the autumn hunt, she wasn't in a hurry, but she ended up missing it.
"You can make up for it later. You've only just woken up, so don't worry about it. There's no rush."
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