Chapter 2 Precognitive Dreams
"How...is this possible? Your aunt loves you the most and respects me as her elder sister-in-law. Every year she sends people to bring you new and unique items and hairpins from the capital..."
Although she had not met her sister-in-law many times, she had a good impression of Song Mingzhu.
Song Mingzhu is her husband's beloved sister, how could she have killed their family of three?
Song Yu raised his hand and touched the left back of Song Wanwan's head.
Song Wanwan subconsciously tilted her head.
"Mom, do you have a big lump on the left back of your head? It still stings when you touch it?"
Song Wanwan was dumbfounded, "How do you know?"
"When my mother learned that I had fainted from heatstroke, she was extremely worried. When I went out, I accidentally tripped and hit the back of my head on the left side. Then I remembered who you are."
Song Wanwan widened her eyes and looked at Song Yu in disbelief.
Seeing this, Song Yu continued, "Mother is from the capital. Her surname is Jiang and her name is Yunwan. You are the daughter of the current Grand Tutor Jiang. More than ten years ago, your family was attacked by assassins on their way back to the capital after being rehabilitated. Mother fell off a cliff to protect her young cousin. Fortunately, there was a river at the bottom of the cliff, so she survived. Perhaps when she fell, she hit her head and lost some of her memory. Father found her and gave her the surname Song. Not long after, you got married, and I was born two years later."
Song Yu was unwilling to admit that she was not her parents' child.
She is her parents' child, not a bastard!
"Mother, am I right?"
Song Wanwan was shocked. She was indeed the daughter of Grand Tutor Jiang, just as Yu'er had said...
But she hadn't had time to tell Yu'er all this.
Just now, I only told Ji Wuchen that their family was going to the capital. Even if Yu'er heard it, it was impossible for her to know so much. "Yu'er, you...how do you know all this?"
Song Yu looked directly into Jiang Yunwan's eyes and said solemnly, "What I just dreamed about was that you would tell me today that you have recovered your memory and remembered who you are. You must tell Daddy when he comes back."
Jiang Yunwan stared at Song Yu for a few moments. The person before her was indeed her daughter. "...You're right. I wanted to tell you today, but I just didn't have the chance. Was this...really a dream you had?"
Song Yu nodded. "It was very real in the dream. It really happened. If I wasn't reborn as the storybook said, then this dream was a prophetic dream."
Jiang Yunwan thought of Song Yu's screams of pain in her dream just now, and felt very distressed.
Rebirth means that Yu'er has experienced life and death and witnessed the ugliness of human nature, which is too cruel for Yu'er.
Rather than rebirth, she would rather believe that it was a precognitive dream that Yu'er had.
"In the dream, my mother said she would take me and my father to the capital to meet my grandparents. She wanted me to stay in the capital and hoped that I could be admitted to Chaofeng Palace Academy. She also wanted to find a good marriage for me in the capital."
Jiang Yunwan now completely believed what Song Yu said, that Song Mingzhu would harm their family of three.
She did intend to find a good marriage for her daughter in the capital.
If she hadn't forgotten who she was, she might have relied on the connections of the richest family, the Wen family, to find a good husband for her daughter in the capital.
Now that she knows her origins and has secretly raised Yu'er without telling her mother-in-law all these years, she naturally has to look for a son-in-law among the children of officials in the capital... If possible, she can choose a good son-in-law from the children of powerful and noble families.
Although she is the daughter of an official, she is now married to Song Mingen and is the wife of a scholar.
Such a family background is not good enough in the capital, and it is impossible for his daughter to marry into a wealthy family.
Now, only if Yu'er is admitted to Chaofeng Palace Academy and has the influence of the Jiang family, will she have the possibility of choosing a good husband from among the young masters of aristocratic families.
I just wonder how my parents, brothers and sisters are doing now?
"Mother does think so. Then... did your grandmother, uncle, and their family dream about them?"
Song Yu's face darkened. "My uncle's family was at the scene. He was involved in the tragic death of our family of three. As for my grandmother, I dreamed that she appeared in a carriage after our family of three died, and she followed us to the capital to enjoy life."
Jiang Yunwan couldn't believe it. Although her mother-in-law was not like other village women who spoke vulgar words all the time, she paid great attention to her reputation and face and was always kind and gentle.
However, when her mother-in-law didn't let Yu'er learn to read and develop any skills, she knew that she was a stupid, sarcastic, selfish and greedy person.
But how could a mother murder her own child?
The Song family now lives a good life and enjoys a good reputation in the village, but it is all thanks to Ming En.
"How could that be? After all, even a tiger won't eat its own cubs! Your father is her son."
"Then the father is not her son?"
"W-what?" Jiang Yunwan was speechless. "Is this also what you dreamed about?"
"Yes, mother. In the dream, my aunt revealed her true identity. She said that my father was not her eldest brother, nor was he my grandmother's child...ah!"
Song Yu suddenly let out a low cry and his face turned even paler. He hurried to the desk and started writing quickly.
Jiang Yunwan's heart was in her throat when she saw this. She didn't dare to ask, for fear that Yu'er would say something bad.
Seeing that Yu'er wrote a prescription, Jiang Yunwan felt uneasy and all she could think about was Song Mingen.
I'm afraid this trip to the capital city won't be so smooth.
After Song Yu finished writing the prescription, he hurriedly called Ji Wuchen over and said, "Uncle Ji, please arrange for someone to send this prescription to Uncle Wen's house in the city as quickly as possible. My father must drink this medicine before noon tomorrow."
Ji Wuchen took the prescription with a puzzled look on his face and looked at Jiang Yunwan, "Mrs. Song, the village chief..."
"Go quickly. Yu'er just woken up from a dream that was related to the village chief. Whether it's true or not, do as Yu'er said. The village chief must drink this medicine before noon tomorrow!"
Ji Wuchen was surprised for a moment, but seeing the panicked expressions on the mother and daughter's faces, he had to take it seriously. After all, he knew a thing or two about what Song Mingen had been doing outside. "I'll go to the prefecture myself! I'll make sure the village chief gets the medicine before noon tomorrow!"
After Ji Wuchen left, Jiang Yunwan couldn't wait to ask, "Did you dream that your father encountered danger during his trip to the capital? Is his life in danger?"
"Don't worry, mother. Daddy is fine. The criminals the court offered a huge reward for this time were quite difficult to catch. Daddy was shot in the right arm by a hidden arrow while leading his men to capture them. The arrow was poisoned, but the right medicine wasn't used at the beginning. When Daddy returned, his right hand was powerless. He hasn't recovered since we set off for the capital."
Because of this, although the father in the previous life was poisoned and woke up in time to push the mother and daughter out of the sea of fire, he had already used up the last bit of his strength.
My father never knew until his death that his wife and children would be killed by the siblings he had spoiled since childhood.
"...This time, the right medicine was used in time. When Dad returned seven days later, his right arm had healed."
Jiang Yunwan felt a little relieved. She pulled Song Yu to the bed and asked her to lie down. "Sleep for a while. When you wake up, tell me about your dream in detail."
Shen time.
As soon as Caiwei appeared at the entrance of Wushuang Village, the villagers quickly surrounded her.
"Miss Caiwei, how is Yu girl now? Is she awake?"
"Why did you come back alone? Yu girl fainted from heatstroke this time. Is her condition getting worse?"
Caiwei saw that the villagers were genuinely concerned about her young lady, so she comforted them, "Don't worry, uncles and aunts, the young lady is fine. The abbot of Wushuang Temple has examined her and given her acupuncture. My wife and young lady will be back tomorrow."
"I'm glad you're alright. Go back quickly. Your old lady is still waiting for you to report back."
"good."
Caiwei secretly complained that the old lady would not care about her young lady's life or death.
Caiwei looked at the bluestone road under her feet. From the time she first came to Wushuang Village until now, she still felt that this was not a village, but a small county town, or more precisely, a paradise.
Every household has a large blue brick and tiled house, all built in a standard quadrangle with one entrance. About ten households have a double courtyard.
The Song family was the only one with three courtyards and a side yard, which made them considered a wealthy family in the county.
We learned from the older generation of villagers that the village chief Song Mingen took over the position of village chief at the age of ten as a scholar and student on government stipend, and also served as the head of the village at the same time, leading the villagers to become rich.
Wushuang Village has been like a paradise for eight years now.
"Madam, Caiwei is back."
Old Madam Song Chen Chunhua frowned slightly and said, "Let her in."
Caiwei came in after lifting the curtain, and immediately saw Chen Chunhua, whose temples were gray but whose face was well-maintained without a single wrinkle, sitting cross-legged on the couch, with two maids standing on either side fanning her.
Caiwei leaned forward slightly and knelt to salute, "Old Madam."
Chen Chunhua raised the corners of her lips unconsciously when she saw this. These maids sent by the Wen family were not only pretty, but also very good at serving people.
She is now the first person in the entire Wushuang Village to have servants to serve her, and is on par with the old ladies from the wealthy families in the county.
No, they can't compare with her.
Whenever she took her maids and old women for a walk around the village, even the villagers from the neighboring village would respectfully call her "Old Madam" when they saw her.
"No need to be polite."
"Thank you, Madam."
Chen Chunhua took the cold tea offered by Nanny Wen and, imitating the old ladies of wealthy families, took a sip and said slowly, "Is Sister Yu awake?"
"Madam, when I came down the mountain, the young lady hadn't woken up yet. But the master in the temple has given her acupuncture, so she should be awake by now. Madam, you will stay in the temple with the young lady tonight and will take her back to the village tomorrow."
Chen Chunhua was very annoyed when she heard Song Yu being called "Miss".
A bastard of unknown origin is worthy of being called Miss by the maids?
When Ming'en thought about Song Yu getting married in the future and having to prepare a dowry for her just like she did for Mingzhu, her heart bleeds.
Everything Mingen has belongs to her and her grandson!
If I had known earlier, I should have thrown her into a mass grave and let her fend for herself, then I wouldn't have the troubles I have today.
Chen Chunhua didn't show any dissatisfaction with Song Yu on her face. She said gently to Caiwei, "Sister Yu is often bothered by Wushuang Temple when she's weak. We, the Song family, can't ask the temple to provide free medical treatment for Sister Yu every time. How much did the temple spend on her treatment this time? I'll send it over tomorrow along with the incense money for the temple."
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