jdhmnovel Chapter 142 It’s not a dream
Chapter 142 It’s not a dream
As if in a dream, Song let Jiang Bai lead her around the courtyard.
She pointed to every place in the courtyard and introduced them to Mrs. Song one by one.
Where is her room, where is Jiang Lu's room, where is Jiang Songwen's room, where is the kitchen, and where is the outhouse?
Jiang Bai was incredibly patient, and Song Shi's attention was inevitably drawn to him. Following her lead, she walked around the courtyard and the house.
Finally, Jiang Bai led her to the last house.
Whose house is this?
Mrs. Song looked curiously at the lock on the door, wondering if it was Ah Wen's study.
Thinking of that little guy, a smile involuntarily appeared on her lips.
Jiang Bai took a deep breath, took out a key, opened the door, and pushed it open.
The familiar arrangement caught Song's eye, and she froze.
“This is your and Dad’s room. Er Ya cleans it every day, but it’s gotten a bit dirty while I was away.”
Jiang Bai led Song Shi into the house.
Looking at the familiar scene before her, Song seemed to see that man again.
Some photos show him on his wedding night, others show him playing with his daughter after work, and still others show him working in the fields, or separating from the old family home for her sake...
Familiar scenes blurred Song's vision.
In the end, he was the only one left waving goodbye to her, saying that he would not go after finishing his last day of work, and would go out again after Daya got married.
But that departure was a final farewell.
She was heartbroken and distressed, but she forced herself to handle his funeral arrangements. Before she could recover, she was wrapped in a sack by the people of the old house and thrown into the cellar.
A few days later, he was dragged away and became a lowly person overnight.
If what we see before us is also a conspiracy by those people, then they have been far too meticulous in their planning.
Song's face was covered in tears, and she wiped them away again and again, but she couldn't dry them no matter what she did.
Just then, a handkerchief was handed to someone nearby.
Song felt a lump in her throat. Looking at the familiar face before her, she was at a loss for words.
She took the handkerchief, wiped away her tears, and followed Jiang Bai's lead into the inner room.
Jiang Bai lifted the bed legs, placed a stone in each leg, and then rotated the bed legs. The floor under the bed silently moved aside, revealing an opening large enough for one person to pass through.
The two entered the cave entrance, and the ground slowly closed up again.
Song followed silently behind.
Jiang Bai didn't mind and simply led her towards the safe house.
There are many entrances and exits to the safe house, but the closest one is the Song family's house.
When the house was built, the best room was specially reserved for the Song family, which also covered the entrance to the safe house.
However, since Jiang and Lu wanted to divert attention, they naturally wouldn't choose to enter from inside the house, but rather from the outside entrance.
With Song Shi by his side, Jiang Bai's journey was much slower.
Nearly twenty days have passed since Jiang Lu and the others entered the safe house.
After locking himself in a sunless, safe room for twenty days, even the most composed Jiang Songwen was starting to feel the strain.
If it weren't for the fact that the siblings could chat with each other to relieve their loneliness, they probably would have gone out long ago.
"Second sister, when will eldest sister return?"
A year has passed, and Jiang Songwen will be almost six years old this year.
He had memorized all the books he brought into the safe house and practiced writing many characters; he was already getting restless.
Jiang Lu was filled with irritation, her mind replaying the words of those people. Lately, she kept dreaming of Song Shi being seriously ill, questioning her and her siblings about why they hadn't visited her.
In a short period of time, the little girl looked haggard.
The thought of Big Orange and Big Wolf outside only made it harder to bear.
Hearing Jiang Songwen's question, she replied weakly, "Soon!"
Jiang Songwen frowned slightly and sighed deeply.
"It's okay, I'll just copy the characters again."
"Studying it again will definitely help you solidify your understanding."
After saying that, he spread out the paper and began to copy again.
Silence fell again inside the safe house.
Jiang Lu stood up and mumbled weakly, "Then I'll practice my boxing one more time!"
After saying that, he got up and started moving around again.
The siblings were busy with their own things until a sound came from the entrance to the safe house, at which point they both stopped what they were doing at the same time.
Jiang Lu took a few steps to stand in front of Jiang Songwen and shielded him behind her.
At that moment, the entrance opened, revealing the figures of the two people.
Jiang Bai glanced around but didn't see anyone. Her gaze swept around, and the still-wet ink on the desk and the faint smell of sweat in the air reassured her.
"Alright, stop hiding, come out!"
Song was confused and did not know who Jiang Bai was talking to.
Jiang and Lu, who were hiding underground, were overjoyed. They opened the mechanism, and like groundhogs, two heads popped out from underneath, followed by two bodies.
"Sister."
"Miss."
The two were overjoyed and rushed out from underground. Halfway through, they realized that there was another person next to Jiang Bai.
Song had already frozen when she heard those two voices. Now that the two had stopped, her gaze fell on them, and she remained motionless.
Jiang Lu's body stiffened as well.
Only Jiang Songwen, after a brief pause, rushed towards Jiang Bai and threw himself into Jiang Bai's arms.
"Big sister, Wen misses you so much."
The little guy looked at Jiang Bai with a face full of admiration and joy.
Jiang Lu, on the other side, looked at Song Shi in disbelief, tears streaming down her face.
"Ah... Mother, is that you?"
She rubbed her eyes hard to make sure she wasn't seeing things.
Tears welled up in her eyes, and she ran into Song's arms, sobbing uncontrollably.
"Mother, I miss you so much."
Song instinctively reached out and hugged her tightly, her fingers trembling, tears streaming down her face like broken beads.
"Er Ya, Mother's Er Ya."
It's not a dream, this is not a dream.
Song was overjoyed. Only then did she realize that it was not a dream, nor was it a conspiracy by bad people. She had really returned.
Feeling the scalding tears of her daughter in her arms, Song felt as if her heart was being torn apart.
Upon hearing Jiang Lu's mother's sobbing voice, Jiang Songwen suddenly turned his head to look in the direction of Song Shi.
Perhaps it was because of the bond between mother and son, but at that moment, Madam Song also looked up at him.
"Awen."
Her voice trembled, and tears blurred her vision.
Jiang Songwen felt a cool sensation on his face and subconsciously wiped it, his hands full of tears.
But he just stared blankly at Song Shi without making any other move.
"Awen, Mother is back. Go now!"
Jiang Bai gently nudged his small shoulder, and Jiang Songwen turned to look at her.
"Go!"
Jiang Bai smiled at him, and only then did he seem to realize what was happening, and ran towards Song Shi.
"Auntie."
The clear voice was filled with endless grievances, making Song feel as if her heart was broken.
The three of them hugged each other and cried. After a long time, Song Shi finally let go of the two children and looked in the direction of Jiang Bai.
"Da Ya..."
Her voice carried a hint of hesitation. If everything before her eyes was not a dream, then the girl in front of her was real. But apart from her appearance, the person in front of her clearly did not resemble the girl at all.