Transmigration: The Evil Mother-In-Law Is Actually Innocent!-Chapter 601 Dream Entrusting_1

In the evening, Zhulan was still feeling sentimental, "Yao Zheyu has only been married for a short while, and now he’s going to be a father so soon. According to the doctor’s diagnosis today, his wife got pregnant right after the wedding!"

Zhou Shuren coughed, "Indeed, they have been quite diligent. It seems they want to have children earlier so that Magistrate Shen will stay in Jinzhou Province."

Zhulan said, "It looks like, recently, the Hou Residence has been urging Magistrate Shen to return."

"It must be so. How did you find the Princely Heir’s family when you saw them this year?"

Zhulan smiled, "The Princely Heir’s family, a few of the young ladies were a bit too proud for their age, but the Princely Heir’s wife is not young anymore and very kind. She took good care of me."

Zhou Shuren was relieved. He was afraid that the Princely Heir’s family would look down on Zhulan. It was good that they did not make things difficult for her. After all, his official position was still minor, and he really did not like that Zhulan, despite her poor health, had no excuse to refuse to go.

Zhulan sensed Zhou Shuren’s emotions and kissed his face, "You have already done very well."

When she first arrived, she didn’t even have the qualifications to see Dong Yiyi. Look at her now.

Zhou Shuren smiled, "It’s getting late, let’s sleep."

"Hmm."

The next day, at Prefect Lizhou Residence’s city, just after the gates had opened, Zhou elder brother and his entourage entered the city, heading straight for the Yang Residence.

Zhou elder brother lifted the curtain of the coach and looked at the streets of Lizhou City. There were many more merchants from foreign clans than when he had left, "It’s quite nostalgic."

Chang Zhi felt uncomfortable all over, "Finally, we’ve arrived."

They should have arrived earlier, but they encountered heavy rain along the way, and the mountain roads became impassable, so they stopped for several days.

Zhou elder brother urged the coachman to go faster. He didn’t know how his grandmother was doing, and he feared he might not be able to see her one last time.

When the carriage arrived at the Yang Residence, Zhou elder brother got off and was stunned, "Uncle, why are you at the gate?"

Yang Zhumu was taken aback, "You really guessed right. Today, your grandmother had a rare moment of lucidity and said you were returning. She asked me to wait here at the gate."

Zhou elder brother’s heart skipped a beat, "How is grandmother doing?"

Yang Zhumu saw his two nephews but not his sister. The disappointment in his eyes was not concealed, "Didn’t your mother come back?"

Chang Zhi replied, "Mother fell ill with anxiety as soon as she received the letter."

Yang Zhumu was startled, "Your grandmother said not to write to your mother, but I did it secretly. If I had known, I wouldn’t have written. Is your mother all right?"

Zhou elder brother said, "Mother was seriously ill before and it took her several years to recover and give birth to my brother. Though she seems all right, she’s greatly weakened inside. Even if mother hadn’t become ill from anxiety, she couldn’t withstand such a long journey. Uncle, it’s not that mother didn’t want to come back, it’s that she couldn’t."

On this journey, he and Chang Zhi were in good health, yet they fell ill along the way. He was fortunate that his mother did not come!

Yang Zhumu gestured for his two nephews to come into the courtyard, "Come both of you. Your grandmother has no more regrets now."

Chang Zhi’s mouth was tense, "We brought a lot of top-quality medicinal herbs. Grandmother will surely get better."

Yang Zhumu waved his hand, having come to terms with life and death much more since his youngest son passed away, "It’s useless, the doctor also said it’s just a matter of days now."

When Zhou Laoda and Chang Zhi arrived, a young servant had already informed the back courtyard, so by the time they entered the courtyard, there were quite a few people standing around.

Zhou Laoda and Chang Zhi went in to see their grandmother. Their hearts were heavy. She was so thin and gaunt; her days of sickness must have brought her much suffering. freēnovelkiss.com

Madam Sun’s hands trembled, "Come here, tell me about your days in Jinzhou Province."

Chang Zhi’s eyes were filled with complexity. He saw that his grandmother had regrets, and he looked at his grandfather with worry, as the old man didn’t seem to have much spirit left, and it weighed on his heart.

Two nights later in Jinzhou, Zhulan had not dreamed for quite a while, sleeping as soon as her head hit the pillow and not waking up until dawn. However, that night she did dream.

In her dream, Zhulan felt someone watching her and sat up in alarm, only to see her parents standing by the bed. She was stunned; the room looked like her bedroom. "Mom, Dad?"

They did not speak but just smiled at her. Zhulan was very perplexed and wanted to say something, but her parents’ figures faded.

Zhulan tried to reach out, but grasped at nothing. She heard someone saying something faintly, and as she strained to listen, she suddenly opened her eyes to see Zhou Shuren’s concerned gaze. Zhulan asked, "What’s happened to me?"

Zhou Shuren let out a sigh, "You’ve been crying for a long time, and no matter how I called you, you wouldn’t wake up. What did you dream about?"

A hollow and heavy feeling filled Zhulan’s heart, and tears uncontrollably fell as she remembered just before waking her mother’s voice saying they had passed, telling her to take care of herself and expressing that they were without regrets to see her now. "My parents have passed away."

Zhou Shuren was taken aback. He had heard of many such incidents, of the departed visiting in dreams to say farewell, and he held Zhulan tightly. "Your parents were also worried about you."

Zhulan felt an even deeper sorrow. She wasn’t their biological daughter, yet they were so concerned about her. She didn’t even know how her modern-day parents would react to her accident. Even though they were her real parents, she couldn’t fit into their family and always felt like an outsider, despite how well they treated her.

Yet she always felt superfluous. Whether it was her aunt or uncle, they were polite but distant, their smiles never reaching their eyes. "I, I feel terrible."

Zhou Shuren felt his shirt getting wet from her crying, and he let out a sigh. The death of the two elders of the Yang family weighed heavily on him too. But hearing Zhulan sobbing heartbreakingly, his heart felt even heavier. She had been harboring guilt these past days, kept bottled up inside; now, crying might be good for her.

Zhulan didn’t know how long she had cried, nor when she had fallen asleep. When she woke up, Zhou Shuren was reading a book. Judging by the light in the room, it must have been around eight or nine in the morning. She sat up and could hardly open her eyes. "Didn’t you go to the government office?"

Zhou Shuren put down his book and picked up a handkerchief. "Don’t open your eyes, use this handkerchief to cover them."

Zhulan was indeed in pain and obediently closed her eyes.

Zhou Shuren said, "I took a leave today, I’ll stay at home with you."

Zhulan held Zhou Shuren’s thin hand, feeling reassured, "Mhm."

At the Prefect Lizhou Residence, Zhou Laoda and Chang Zhi knelt on mats and burned spirit money. They were representing their parents. Not only did they feel sad, but they were also worried about how to go back and tell their mother. Not only had their grandmother passed away, but their grandfather too, and now both were gone; how could their mother bear it?

Many people came to the Yang residence that day. Chang Zhi felt their stares as he knelt motionlessly; he knew what they were thinking. But within him burgeoned a sense of anger. Today was the day his grandmother had passed, and these people came with insincere hearts, his eyes heavy with unspoken sarcasm.

Zhou Laoda saw his brother gripping his fist tightly and frowned slightly, "Chang Zhi?"

Chang Zhi released his grip and didn’t respond, continuing to burn the spirit money. These past few days in Lizhou, he had seen a lot. They all thought he was a fool, but he wasn’t brainless just because he didn’t bother with them. Then he fell silent; his father and his third brother also had to deal with so much for the sake of the Zhou family, they must be weary too.

Yang Zhumu, the eldest son, received the guests. By the afternoon, as he looked at his two nephews, he felt quite relieved; he had once been so concerned.