Chapter 71 The Only Child
"He received timely treatment and is not seriously injured. As long as he wakes up, he's fine. You can give him more guidance."
When Doctor Shao saw that Old Lady Ye's vital signs had returned to normal, he was about to say goodbye. Alas, who knew that Old Second Ye had passed away so early? What a cruel fate.
After wiping Old Lady Ye's face, Jin Fenglian put down the cotton cloth and stood by the kang, looking at the sleeping Old Lady Ye. "How could you be gone? Hey, our mother has been looking forward to it for so many years."
Zhao Zhaodi added a quilt to Old Lady Ye's bed and sat on the kang and said, "Isn't it? By the way, what else did her father, the second son, say in the letter?"
Ye Dajun wiped away his tears and said, "This child is eighteen years old this year. He said that the second child has been wanting to come back for years, but he couldn't come back because of something in Hong Kong. Before he left, the second child was thinking about going home. His ashes haven't even been buried yet. How could I, Xiaoer, lose you?"
Everyone's eyes turned red when they heard this. The person they thought would come back turned out to be just a handful of dust.
Jin Fenglian was a little worried when she heard that the child was only eighteen years old, three years older than her daughter.
"So how is this child doing now? Living with his mother?"
Ye Dajun shook his head and said, "The letter didn't mention that. It only talked about the second child and said that he would send him back after a while."
At this time, Ye Dajun also felt something was wrong. This child didn't even tell them his name. Didn't he want them to know?
Thinking of the bank remittance slip just now, Ye Dajun picked it up again and took a closer look at the remitter.
"Why is the remitter called Shen Hui?"
That’s right, it’s Ye Lin’s personal bodyguard Ah Hui.
Zhao Zhaodi came over to take a look, but unfortunately she couldn't read, so everything she saw looked like chicken feet.
"Did your brother marry into the family? Does the child have his mother's surname?"
Ye Dajun put the remittance slip away and looked at Zhao Zhaodi disapprovingly. "Go away, your brother is the one who married into the family."
Jin Fenglian smacked her lips and said tentatively, "But when the provincial leaders first came to look for us, didn't they say the Hong Kong guy's surname was Ye? How could he be surnamed Shen?"
After a discussion, no one could figure out who this Shen Hui was.
Zhao Zhaodi used to think that the second brother was here to steal her family property, but after seeing the second brother's financial resources today, her concerns were dispelled.
How could the second son of that family be interested in these three melons and two dates from her family? Now she heard that the second son had passed away long ago, and there was only one child left over there, and her heart ached again. Hong Kong was so far away, how could this child live alone?
A heavy atmosphere enveloped the Ye family.
The laughter and joy just now disappeared, why is the second child gone?
Jin Fenglian looked at everyone who was silent and said hesitantly, "He didn't say anything, and the person who sent the money was named Shen Hui. Could it be that the child doesn't want to recognize us?"
This touched Ye Dajun's heart. He was not sure, "Could it be that the second child wants to come back, but this child doesn't want to come back?"
Ye Xiuhong thought they were overthinking it. "No way, uncle, after all, he's Second Uncle's child. How could he not come back? Maybe he has his own difficulties?"
Zhao Zhaodi has heard about the prosperity of Hong Kong these days.
"Maybe this kid thinks our family is poor and is afraid that we will hinder him?"
Ye Dajun glanced at her angrily and said, "What nonsense are you talking about? You are just a good kid and you keep making blind guesses. Come on, pack up your things outside and wait until mom wakes up."
Everyone then remembered the yard full of gifts, and quickly opened the door to clean up the yard.
"Look at all these good things, how could that kid not recognize us? Otherwise, why would he spend all this money?"
Zhao Zhaodi held the ink-green material tightly in her arms. She had taken a fancy to it just now. She thought it would be so fashionable to make a jacket out of it.
Ye Dajun couldn't stand her petty behavior. "Okay, why are you holding the child? Put the child in the room and wait until mom wakes up. The child belongs to our parents, so what do you have to do with him?"
Zhao Zhaodi looked at the piece of cloth in her hand and was in such a good mood that she didn't bother to pay attention to him. She walked into the house with the cloth in her arms and said, "Tsk, where did my parents get so much? I guess they knew we had a big family and bought more for us."
Ye Xiuhong, a mother and daughter of Jin Fenglian, were looking at four large black frosted boxes on the table. Each box was as big as an iron pot at home. The black frosted surface was mixed with silver sand, and its luster kept changing under the sun.
"Mom, what do you think is in here?"
Ye Xiuhong squatted beside the table, thinking how beautiful it was.
Jin Xiulian gently raised her hand and carefully touched the edge of the box
"It must be good stuff. Look at the quality of the cloth. It's not even packed in a box like this."
Zhao Zhaodi just came out of the house after putting away the cloth, and saw the mother and daughter squatting there studying the big box, so she ran over to take a look.
"How about we open one and take a look, then close it after we're done?"
Jin Fenglian and her daughter looked up at Zhao Zhaodi at the same time. They had wanted to do this for a long time.
Zhao Zhaodi inexplicably felt as if she had fallen into a pit.
"Since sister-in-law wants to watch it too, let's watch it together."
Jin Fenglian did what she said, picked a gift box closest to her and slowly felt the rope along the edge with her fingers.
She held her breath and circled the smooth paper box twice but couldn't find a place to tie it.
"Strange, this guy doesn't have a rope or button, how can he open it?"
"Really? Let's find a kitchen knife to pull it apart?" Zhao Zhaodi suggested something bad.
Ye Li, who was listening nearby, recalled the time when Wen Qianjin brought back a piece of vanishing cream from the provincial capital for Wen Qing. The packaging was plain on the surface, but it was secretly held in place by a magnet. You could just find the right spot and pry it open gently.
"Mom, Auntie San, try to find the crack in the box. There might be a magnet inside."
This was the first time that Jin Fenglian and Zhao Zhaodi heard of such a box.
I reached out and tried it again, and it really opened.
"You never stop learning. There are still people in the world who wrap things like this."
Lift the lid of the box up
"Oh my god, there's no clothes like this in the movies!"
“There are clothes like this!”
The three of them looked at the dress lying in the gift box at a loss.
The white tweed fabric is printed with a rose pattern, the small collar is buttoned with a pearl the size of a fingernail, and there is a thin brown leather belt around the waist. The small metal buckle on it shines brightly in the sun, making people unable to take their eyes off it.
Jin Fenglian quickly went to get some water to wash her hands, wiped them on the bed sheet, and carefully lifted the entire piece of clothing out of the box.
The long woolen dress is about ten centimeters above the ankle. It feels heavy in the hand. I don’t know what material it is made of. The dress has been in the box for such a long time, but when it was taken out, the hem can still be stretched out, like a blooming rose, without even a wrinkle. There is also a light brown plush shawl in the box that looks like a set with the dress.
"Can we wear this kind of clothes? It looks like the Queen Mother, but we can't even get out of bed like this."
Zhao Zhaodi touched the skirt carefully. It was the first time in her life that she had seen such a dress.
"What are you thinking? This is obviously something a girl would wear. How could our wives wear this? Does the Queen Mother need to go to the fields?"
Jin Fenglian looked at the skirt from left to right and liked it more and more. She thought her daughter would look like a fairy in it and there would be no other like it in the whole commune.
"Mom, this skirt is so beautiful. I'm afraid you can't even find it in the county department store."
When Ye Xiuhong and Cui Erzhu got married, they went to the county department store. Cui Erzhu was very nice to her at that time and took her to buy wedding clothes. At that time, she thought that the clothes in the county were already the most beautiful styles. After seeing this dress today, she felt that even if all the clothes in the province were added together, they could not compare to this white dress.
"That's right. Wen Qianjin asked someone to buy a skirt for his niece from Guangdong Province last summer, but compared to this one, it's simply incomparable."
It was also the first time that Ye Li had seen this kind of clothes. She had envied Wen Qing's army green skirt before, but now she was not envious at all. Wen Qing's was nothing compared to hers.
Of course there's no comparison. This is a private haute couture piece made by Rebecca's personal designer. She just brought it back from Italy a few days ago and hasn't worn it yet.
Ye Lin didn't let her put the jewelry in, so she forced these unlabeled private items in.
The three of them were discussing about skirts when Ye Dajun called out from inside the room, "Mom is awake, come in quickly."
Several people quickly put down their clothes and went into the house to see Mrs. Ye.
Old Mrs. Ye leaned weakly on Ye Dajun, looking so gloomy that she seemed like she would fall into an endless sleep at any time.
"Grandma, please have some sugar water."
Ye Xiuhong brought the freshly prepared sugar water and fed it to Old Lady Ye bit by bit. After drinking two sips, Old Lady Ye said she didn't want to drink anymore. She turned sideways and stared at the sun outside the window. Ye Dajun called her several times but she didn't respond.
Old Mrs. Ye seemed to be separated from the world around her by a barrier, and she was deeply immersed in her memories.
Her second child was smart and cute since childhood. Compared with the dull eldest child, she loved the second child more. Although he was so young, he was more resourceful than his father. At that time, the world was in chaos and the second child took their whole family to run around to avoid the war. The third and fourth children were still young, so she had to carry them closely. The old man had a broken leg and was carried on the eldest child's back. The second child was only sixteen years old and went out alone every day to find food for the whole family.
How could she let her second son go out alone? If he went out, her son would never come back in his life. If she had known that her son was gone, she would have rather the whole family starved to death together.
She had never dared to think about how much suffering her second son had endured after being captured, and he even died outside in the end.
"Mom! Don't sleep!"
"Grandma! Wake up!"
Seeing that Old Lady Ye's breath was getting weaker and weaker, Ye Xiuhong prepared to call Doctor Shao again.
Jin Fenglian said anxiously, "Mom! You can't let anything happen to the second son's only child. How can he survive all alone? You have to take care of the second son's child!"
When she heard about the second child, Old Mrs. Ye, who had fallen into a coma, moved her eyelids.
In her unconscious mind, Old Mrs. Ye thought, yes, the child, the child of her second son. She had already lost her second son, and she couldn't lose her second son's child again. She had to live and take good care of the child to be worthy of her second son.
Yes, she must live.
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