Chapter 354: Just Want a Son
The rain on the second day sometimes poured down like a bucket, and sometimes turned into dense raindrops.
The rain kept coming incessantly, with no sign of stopping. Water was already flowing along the path in front of the courtyard.
But for the Gu family, this continuous rain hides a happy event.
Gu Yuchuan, who went to Juzhou Prefecture to take the college entrance examination, is back.
The stone pavement in front of the Gu family's door was washed shiny by the rain. The Gu family members had been waiting under the corridor for a long time. When they saw Lu Yao and Gu Yuchuan walking towards them in straw raincoats and muddy water, they immediately rushed over.
"Yuchuan, how did you do in the exam?" The aunt leaned forward, her cloudy eyes full of anticipation.
"Are you sure this time?" The uncle rubbed his hands, his voice nervous.
"Will those who bring good news come to our house to ring the gong again?" Gu Zhigeng pulled Gu Yuchuan's sleeve and asked with his little face tilted up.
Grandma suddenly pushed through the crowd and looked at Gu Yuchuan, frowning: "Do you have any sense? Can't you see that Yuchuan's clothes are still wet? Go away, let my eldest grandson go change his clothes first!"
The eldest aunt slapped her thigh, a look of embarrassment on her face: "Oh, it's just curiosity. Third sister-in-law, come on, I'll go with you to boil some water."
A group of people rushed to the kitchen again, only the second aunt-in-law Sun Caomei stood there without moving, her eyes following Gu Yuchuan's back for a long time.
She subconsciously raised her hand and gently stroked her still flat belly. Her fingertips were cold and a trace of indescribable loneliness flashed across her eyes.
Second uncle Gu Huangmo noticed her strangeness and reached out to gently pat the back of her hand, his voice low. "Yuchuan is our nephew. If he succeeds, we can also benefit from it. We should be happy."
Sun Caomei forced a smile, but the corners of her mouth were very stiff: "Yes, I should be happy."
But her gaze towards the kitchen was filled with a complex and distant look. "Brother Mo, do you think what my third sister-in-law said before still counts?"
"Hmm?" Second uncle was stunned for a moment, then he remembered.
When Sun Caomei was injured when she gave birth to Bai Lu, her third brother's sister-in-law, Li, said that if she had another son in the future, she would adopt one to Sun Caomei to put her mind at ease.
"Cao Mei..." There was some hesitation in the second uncle's voice.
"Brother Mo, I'm going to talk to my third brother's wife and ask her to adopt Yuhe to us. She should agree, right?" Sun Caomei's voice suddenly rose, a hint of anxiety in her eyes. "Look, Yuchuan is taking the imperial examination now. He will definitely have a bright future and bring prosperity to my third brother and his family."
"But Yuhe is not good at studying. He just acts mischievously every day. He is no match for Yuchuan. My third sister-in-law should be willing to give Yuhe to me, right?"
Second Uncle sighed heavily, "Cao Mei, there's no need to do this. Let's think of another way."
"Think? What do you want?" Sun Caomei suddenly became excited, her voice filled with years of suppressed grievances. "Haven't I taken enough medicine and worshipped enough gods in the past few years?"
"Smell it!" She grabbed her sleeve and put it close to her uncle's nose. "I'm almost getting pickled by those drugs!"
In the past few years, the couple has sought medical treatment and medicine everywhere. They drank countless bowls of black medicine and worshipped all the Bodhisattvas in the temple, but her stomach still did not move.
Especially when she saw that her eldest aunt already had a grandson, and her third sister-in-law, Mrs. Li, had two sons, one strong and healthy, the other clever and clever, and also had an eldest daughter who was well-educated and a youngest daughter who was as cute as ice and snow, her heart felt like it was soaked in sour water, bitter and swollen.
How come all the good things in the world happen to her?
Second Uncle's heart ached as he reached out to hold her hand, his tone filled with helplessness: "Cao Mei, don't worry, let's try again, okay? If it doesn't work, we can go to the orphanage and adopt a child."
"Don't be impatient! You always say don't be impatient!" Sun Caomei suddenly shook off his hand, tears welling up in her eyes. "I've tried enough! I don't want to try anymore!"
Her voice was a little loud and everyone in the kitchen heard it.
Everyone looked at each other, stopped what they were doing and walked out.
The eldest aunt spoke first, with concern on her face: "Second sister-in-law, what's wrong with you? Did you have a fight with your second brother?"
Sun Caomei glanced at her aunt, and her gaze finally fell on Li. She took a deep breath and said, "Third sister-in-law, I have something I want..."
Before she could finish her words, Second Uncle suddenly covered her mouth and forced a smile to everyone. "It's okay, you guys are busy. I'll take Cao Mei downstairs to rest first."
Sun Caomei struggled and didn't want to leave, but her second uncle was very strong and dragged her out forcefully.
Mrs. Li stood there, looking puzzled. "Did Second Sister-in-law want to tell me something just now?"
The aunt waved her hand, her tone somewhat vague. "Who knows about her? I've noticed she's become less and less talkative lately. Maybe she's got something on her mind. Anyway, let's make dinner for Yuchuan first. He must not have eaten well in the exam room."
Hearing this, Li no longer had time to dwell on Second Auntie's abnormality and nodded quickly: "Yes, yes, yes, I have to quickly make a bowl of chicken noodles for Yuchuan to warm him up."
On the other side, Sun Caomei had just been dragged to the corner of the courtyard when she suddenly shook off her second uncle's hand, her eyes reddening: "Why are you pulling me? What's wrong with taking this opportunity today to sound out my third brother's wife?"
Second Uncle's face was filled with helplessness. "Cao Mei, do you really have to say such unhappy things when everyone is happy?"
"What about me? Who cares about my emotions?" After Sun Caomei said this, she looked at her second uncle deeply. There was grievance, unwillingness, and a hint of determination in her eyes.
She turned around and rushed out of the Gu family's door without looking back.
The second uncle chased her for a few steps, then remembered that it was still raining outside and it was not safe for her to run out like this, so he went back home to get a raincoat.
But when he chased to the door with the straw raincoat, Sun Caomei had already disappeared in the rain.
Besides, Sun Caomei left the house and rushed forward without even looking at which road she had chosen.
The cold rain hit my face, and I couldn't tell whether it was rain or tears.
In fact, she herself didn't know where to go.
Go back to her parents' home? If she did, her parents would keep asking her if she was pregnant. She had endured enough of the disappointment in their eyes.
But if she doesn't go back to her parents' home, she doesn't have many friends in the village.
Sun Caomei smiled self-deprecatingly, the rain sliding down her cheeks and dripping into the corners of her mouth, bitter and astringent.
Is it true that in this vast world, there is no place for her?
She subconsciously covered her stomach and thought over and over again in her heart: If only she had a son.
That way, even if no one in the world wants her, she will still have a dream and a place to stay.
She walked aimlessly and before she knew it she arrived at the village entrance.
"Auntie, the village chief said it's been raining heavily recently, so we can't leave the village casually."
Just when she was distracted and almost stepped into a mud puddle on the side of the road, a childish voice sounded behind her.
Sun Caomei turned around and saw a child of six or seven years old standing in the rain with a small oil-paper umbrella.
The umbrella was specially made for children in the school. It has a green cloth cover and a bamboo frame. It is small and light, just right for children.
The little guy tilted his head, his face flushed from the rain, and gave her a sweet smile: "Auntie, the teacher said you should bring an umbrella when it rains. If you don't have an umbrella, you can share one with me."
Sun Caomei recognized the child, his name seemed to be Zhang Yangzai.
His mother passed away last month and no one knows where his father went. Now he lives alone in the school dormitory. He is a poor child.
"Auntie, you don't need an umbrella. Just hide yourself." Sun Caomei came to her senses and forced a smile at Zhang Yangzai. "Go back to school quickly. Auntie has something to do."
As she spoke, she turned around and was about to continue walking out of the village, but just as she took a step, she felt a soft, warm little thing pulling at the palm of her hand.
"Auntie, the rain is getting heavier and heavier. I'm a little scared. Can you take me back to school? Please, auntie." Zhang Yangzai tilted his little face up, his pair of black and white eyes flickered, as if hiding two stars.
How could Sun Caomei, who had been fantasizing about "having a son" in her heart, withstand such a look?
Her heart suddenly softened, and she immediately held Zhang Yangzi's hand tightly. "Okay, Auntie will take you back."
As she walked, she scolded him, "You kid, it's raining so hard, why don't you stay in school and run around here?"
Zhang Yangzai pursed his lips and whispered, "I'm going to go see my mother and see if her grave has been wetted by the rain."
Sun Caomei's heart suddenly felt like it was being pulled by something, and it hurt so much.
This child is also a poor person.
They are all poor people.
"Auntie's hands are so warm," Zhang Yangzai suddenly raised his head, his voice soft and sticky, "When my mother was still alive, she held my hand like this."
The childish voice spoke words that made people feel sad. Sun Caomei's heart felt like it was being tightly grasped by an invisible hand, and it hurt so much.
She couldn't help but lower her head and wiped the rain off the child's face with her sleeve, but her eyes were getting hotter and hotter.
But she didn't see that under Zhang Yangzai's lowered eyelids, a gleam of light that was inconsistent with his age flashed quickly in his bright eyes.
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