Chapter 74 Mistaking a Wild Boar for Ji Xuening
When Wang Yuqing returned home, she didn't tell Grandma Ji and the three children about it, as it was something she couldn't easily bring herself to say. Grandma Ji, however, kept asking worriedly, "Did you find out? What exactly happened?"
Wang Yuqing said, "Grandma, I didn't ask clearly either. Let's wait for Ji Xuening to come home and ask him. But he'll be back very late. You should go to sleep first."
Grandma Ji sighed, "How can I possibly sleep?"
Unable to dissuade her, Wang Yuqing could only return to her room, lie on the bed, and stare blankly at the spider webs on the roof beams.
This matter is as complicated as a spider web.
She had a terrible headache and tried to stop thinking about those troubling things, but her thoughts kept drifting to the woman named Chen Xiangxue.
She imagined what Chen Xiangxue looked like: Did she have a beautiful face and an elegant temperament? Was she clever and quick-witted?
The more she thought about it, the more uncontrollable her curiosity became. She even began to imagine the scene of Ji Xuening and Chen Xiangxue's loving relationship in the original owner's previous life.
Suddenly, a serious question occurred to her: how did Chen Xiangxue come to Niushiwan Production Team in the original owner's previous life? And in this life, will she come here again?
If I were to come here and rekindle my romance with Ji Xuening, how awkward would my position be?
Of course, if she's coming, I'll definitely make room for her. If she's not coming, then I'll just continue to cling to Ji Xuening's coattails and be the richest woman's wife.
In any case, this matter should be asked of Ji Xuening himself.
It was past 11 o'clock when Ji Xuening still hadn't returned, and outside, lightning and thunder began to flash, indicating that a heavy rainstorm was about to begin.
Grandma Ji was extremely anxious: "Why hasn't he come back yet? He's usually back by now, no matter how late it is. Look at this thunder, it's about to pour downpour."
She paced back and forth in the main room, leaning on her cane: "Is something going to happen? I can't shake this feeling of unease."
Wang Yuqing stood at the door, looking anxiously outside. Thunder rumbled and lightning illuminated the sky. She said to Grandma Ji, "Grandma, don't worry, I'll go check on the kiln behind the mountain."
Grandma Ji stopped her, saying, "You don't know the way, and you've never been up the mountain before. It looks like a heavy rain is about to start, it's not safe. Let Daming go."
Wang Yuqing: "Grandma, Daming is still a child after all. How can we let him go? It's alright, I'll go. I remember you said that there's only one road to the back mountain, right?"
Grandma Ji wanted to say something more, but Wang Yuqing interrupted her: "Grandma, I'm going. It would be troublesome if I got there late and caught in the downpour."
Grandma Ji nodded: "Alright then, we don't have any electric lights at home. You can borrow one from someone's house; the road is difficult to walk on."
Wang Yuqing put on a raincoat and a bamboo hat, then took another raincoat and went out. When she passed by Tang Wan's house, she heard them arguing again. After thinking for a moment, she didn't say anything, but went to Old Man Li's house and borrowed a light from Chen Wei, a male educated youth.
Chen Wei originally planned to go with him, but Old Man Li seemed to be unwell and there were many leaks in the house, so Wang Yuqing refused.
As soon as Wang Yuqing reached the crossroads on the mountain, a torrential downpour began. Large raindrops pelted her straw hat and raincoat like stones, making a crackling sound.
It was already the middle of the night, deep in the countryside, and with the added wind and rain, even she, who was usually very brave, was now terrified and her scalp tingled with fear.
In addition, she was worried about Ji Xuening's safety.
She gritted her teeth, tried to remain calm, took a deep breath, and strode onto the path leading to the back of the mountain.
The rain was too heavy; her straw hat and raincoat were not very effective. Rainwater streamed down her face, blurring her vision, and the light from the electric lamp in her hand was weak.
With each step she took, she either stepped into mud or puddles, but fortunately the trees in the mountains were tall and large, which blocked much of the wind.
However, the mountain path is steep and narrow, and is covered with various thorns and brambles, making it very difficult to walk.
Holding a light bulb in one hand, Wang Yuqing struggled to push aside the thorny vines blocking her path with the other. Her hands were already scratched and bleeding, the blood mixing with the rainwater.
She didn't stop; she just silently endured the pain and continued forward.
If anything were to happen to Ji Xuening, the Ji family would be finished.
The light from the electric lamp flickered in the wind and rain, sometimes bright, sometimes dim. Wang Yuqing's heart also rose and fell with the light, wondering if Ji Xuening was alright. She hoped he was alright.
She carefully trudged along the muddy mountain path, trying to avoid puddles and mud pools. However, the muddy path was too slippery for her to maintain her balance, and she fell into the mud from time to time. Each time she fell, she struggled to her feet and continued on her way.
After finally climbing to the kiln, she caught a whiff of blood, which she could still smell even after the heavy rain.
Wang Yuqing's heart skipped a beat, and she felt a chill run down her spine. Her nerves were on edge. She told herself, "I must be mistaken. There's no smell of blood!" But as she got closer to the kiln, the smell of blood at the tip of her nose grew stronger and stronger.
"Ji Xuening?"
She began to shout loudly, her lips trembling.
"Ji Xuening, are you there? Can you hear me?"
She continued to shout, a huge sense of panic rising within her.
He was not a person who cried easily, but now his eyes were red with worry, and his voice was hoarse: "Ji Xuening, are you there?"
She even growled angrily, "If you're not dead, give me a reply!"
The light from the lamp in my hand grew dimmer and dimmer, until I could only vaguely see the messy dirt and branches around me, finally landing on the entrance of the kiln.
The smell of blood at the tip of her nose grew stronger, as if the blood was emanating from within, and there seemed to be a dark, shadowy thing lying at the doorway.
At that moment, her mind went blank, and a huge wave of heartache and sorrow rose up in her body. She ran over, but accidentally fell to the ground. Her straw hat fell off, and the light bulb rolled far away.
Wang Yuqing didn't bother to pick up the light bulb. Instead, she gritted her teeth, got up, and threw herself onto 'Ji Xuening,' wailing, 'Ji Xuening, don't die... what will I do if you die?'
"I still have so many questions for you."
"You still have Grandma Ji, and you still have Daming, Xiaoming, and Meimei. You can't just die like this."
"Didn't you say you wanted to live a good life with me? Didn't you say you wanted to earn money and save up 100 yuan for your baby's milk?"
"We haven't even registered our marriage yet, we haven't even slept in the same bed together, you can't die, waaaaah..."
She cried her eyes out, her emotions completely overwhelmed. Perhaps it was at this moment that she realized she might actually like him? Like his looks, like his physique, like his honesty, loyalty, and adorable shyness…
More importantly, how would he lay down if he died? How pitiful would Grandma Ji and her three children be if he died?
Besides, how could someone as honest and kind as him die?
Wang Yuqing even felt remorseful. Was it her fault that his fate was altered? Did she bring him bad luck and kill him? If that were the case, she wished she could do it all over again. She wouldn't go home with Ji Xuening, since his future partner would be Chen Xiangxue anyway.
The lightning disappeared, and the wind and rain subsided considerably.
Wang Yuqing's cries echoed through the mountains and forests. She was heartbroken, but as she cried, something felt off. She had intended to check his breathing, but it felt like she was touching a large nose. She remembered that Ji Xuening's nose wasn't this big.
And why does Ji Xuening have so much body hair? Besides the smell of blood, why does he also have a foul odor?
Wang Yuqing reached out and touched it again. What was that long thing behind her butt? The more she touched it, the more she felt something was wrong. It didn't seem like a person.
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