I Bacame the Mother of His Child-Chapter 28 - 27: Fly Away in the Face of Great Danger

The next morning, at eight o'clock, Xu Xiuxiu had everything ready to bring with her. Song Yuanhuan volunteered to take on the responsibility of carrying the luggage, while Xu Xiuxiu held Song Chengguang as they both boarded the train back to the Song Family Village.

The journey back to the Song Family Village was not short, and the seven or eight hours were not easy to endure.

Because of his young age, Song Chengguang got excited as soon as he was on the train and heard the "woo woo" sound. His little legs, growing more and more energetic, kicked about so much that they made Xu Xiuxiu's thighs twitch in pain.

Sitting upright next to Xu Xiuxiu, Song Yuanhuan saw Song Chengguang excitedly shouting at every tree, car, and person, and felt rather embarrassed. Looking at Xu Xiuxiu's slightly pale face, he reached over and picked up the little guy, "Behave yourself." Song Yuanhuan's approach to discipline was always a stern threat.

Song Chengguang, being threatened so many times, had gradually become less fearful and obviously started kicking even more energetically when he was in Shaw's arms.

"When did this kid start getting so spirited?" Song Yuanhuan turned his head to ask Xu Xiuxiu.

Xu Xiuxiu had just stretched out her hand to crack open the window for some air when she heard Song Yuanhuan's questioning tone. "I'm asking you!" His temperament is exactly like yours, and now you're asking me? Xu Xiuxiu thought, finding it both exasperating and funny.

Song Yuanhuan was left speechless by Xu Xiuxiu's retort and cast a frustrated glance before he set his face in a frown, forcibly wrapping Song Chengguang in his arms to keep him from moving.

At first, the little guy sat obediently for a while, but soon he became unhappy and began struggling to get down, "Papa, let Chenchen go." Song Chengguang's little mouth muttered his protest, which made Xu Xiuxiu unable to help but chuckle.

Let Chenchen go? Why does this remind me of letting a dog out?

"Let him go, you're about to make him cry!" Xu Xiuxiu raised her hand and slapped Song Yuanhuan's arm in annoyance, helplessly taking her son's side—only because her son's plea for help looked truly pitiful.

Song Yuanhuan turned to look at the delicate Xu Xiuxiu and instinctively let go of his hold on Song Chengguang.

"Mama, Papa bad." Song Chengguang stretched out both arms towards Xu Xiuxiu.

Xu Xiuxiu indulgently took the little guy into her arms, and he immediately turned to face the window, presenting his backside to Song Yuanhuan in an act of protest. It didn't take long for him to fall asleep with the gentle coaxing of Xu Xiuxiu.

As Song Chengguang drifted off, Song Yuanhuan and Xu Xiuxiu sat in silence as well. Song Yuanhuan, wearing casual clothes Xu Xiuxiu had bought for him a while ago, sat up straight in his seat, looking energetic without a hint of tiredness from the train ride.

Xu Xiuxiu had an allergic constitution and usually felt drowsy whenever she traveled by car or plane. The last time she had brought Song Chengguang by herself, she had to grit her teeth and fight off sleep. Now, with Song Yuanhuan by her side, she gradually relaxed her guard and soon her eyelids began to weigh heavily.

"Don't spoil our son too much." Song Yuanhuan gently placed Xu Xiuxiu's head on his shoulder to rest, while he quietly reminded her with a lowered voice.

Groggy and half-asleep, Xu Xiuxiu seemed to grasp what he was saying, yet she also seemed not to hear clearly. Outside, the train whistled as it rolled along, drawing ever closer to the station.

When Xu Xiuxiu came to, the train was nearly at a stop. Song Chengguang, who had been in her arms, had been moved at some point and was now quietly nestled in Song Yuanhuan's arms, looking at her with a mournful expression.

Xu Xiuxiu felt a moment of mental fog before becoming suddenly afraid at having let down her guard completely.

"Go wash your face. We're about to arrive and get off," Song Yuanhuan said, seeing Xu Xiuxiu wake up.

Xu Xiuxiu hummed a response, stood up from her seat, and walked toward the washroom. Before long, the train arrived with a whistle, and she quickly moved to take Song Chengguang from Song Yuanhuan's arms.

"You hold onto Chengguang and follow me, be careful." Xu Xiuxiu entrusted Song Yuanhuan with the assortment of mooncakes and gifts. All she needed to do was to securely follow his lead with Song Chengguang.

The bustling crowd gradually dispersed, and the people getting off the train slowly left. Song Yuanhuan, carrying their belongings, led Xu Xiuxiu out of the train station. They found a car waiting outside and, without even a chance to return home, headed straight for the county hospital.

The incident involving Song Yuantao was serious, as were his injuries. Almost the entire Song Family were at the hospital, fraught with tension and anxiety. Song Yuantao had just been resuscitated not long ago. Although out of imminent danger, his prospects were bleak. The doctors said he might be paralyzed from the waist down due to a spinal injury from bricks collapsing on him.

"Father, Mother," Song Yuanhuan entered the hospital room, put down his luggage, and looked at his parents, who had aged rapidly due to their eldest son's Song Yuantao's condition. Song Yuanhuan's voice trembled with emotion as he asked, "How is my brother doing?" His gaze turned to the man on the hospital bed, his forehead and ankles swathed in bandages, looking very grave.

"Ah," Mr. Song sighed deeply as he saw his second son and daughter-in-law rush back.

"Yuanhuan, your elder brother has suffered greatly. The brick factory owner has absconded with the money. We barely gathered enough to pay for your brother's surgery. The doctors say it doesn't look good. What are we to do in the future?" Song's Mother Liu Shuxiang's eyes were swollen from crying so much the day before.

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As Song Yuanhuan looked at his mother, who clung to his arm for dear life, his somber face softened slightly.

"Mother, don't be too heartbroken," Xu Xiuxiu stepped forward, holding Song Chengguang to offer a word of comfort. "Where is sister-in-law?" Everyone who should be present was there, even Niuniu and Song Tianxin were seated on chairs, shedding tears. But the sister-in-law Wang Qinghua was conspicuously absent.

"Don't even mention that heartless woman. Let's just pretend our Song family never had such a daughter-in-law," Song's Mother Liu Shuxiang responded with an explosive anger when Xu Xiuxiu asked about her, shock evident in Xu Xiuxiu's eyes from the bitter vehemence in the older woman's gaze.

"Second sister-in-law, Big sister-in-law went back to her parent's house," Song Yuan Yao stepped forward to calm her mother's rage and then explained to Xu Xiuxiu, unable to hide the disappointment in her tone regarding Wang Qinghua's actions.

It turned out that as soon as Song Yuantao had his accident, the Song Family was shocked and hurriedly sent him to the county hospital for emergency treatment. When Wang Qinghua's elder brother from her family learned of the news, he also rushed over. The Song family was grateful for their in-laws' help at such a time, but when Song Yuantao needed emergency surgery and the doctors came out asking for a family member to sign the consent form, Wang Qinghua fainted straight away. Wang Qinghua's elder brother had to accompany the doctors, and then they all disappeared. Without a doubt, they hadn't returned for a whole day and night, probably thinking Song Yuantao wouldn't make it, wanting to secure their own exits. It was every man for himself in times of disaster.

After hearing the details, Xu Xiuxiu was speechless, doubting her own judgment of character.

After all, she had only thought that Wang Qinghua was somewhat opportunistic, prone to causing trouble, with plenty of minor faults. Xu Xiuxiu wanted to think it was a common fault of many women in the era, selfish but nevertheless very family-oriented, only not wanting their own family to lose out. As a woman, this wasn't really a major fault since at least she was kind to her own husband and daughter. But the moment trouble befell her uncle, Song Yuantao, without knowing the full details, only that it looked grim, potentially paralyzing, she was ready to abandon her home and daughter? That couldn't be right!