Heaven-Sent Farm Girl Builds Her Fortune And Captures His Heart-Chapter 352: Like Grandma

"Uncle, what’s the matter?"

Shen Qinglan had just returned from delivering wine to Chu Wuqu and the others, and saw Dong Zhong frowning, looking at the table where Luo Jing and the others sat.

"Qinglan, you’re just in time!" Dong Zhong pulled her aside and asked in a low voice, "Who is that lady in the deep purple dress?"

Deep purple dress?

Shen Qinglan turned her head suspiciously and saw that the woman wearing that color was indeed Madam Song.

She turned back and said, "That lady is the wife of the Medicine Sect Master. She and my mother get along well, so they call each other sisters."

"The wife of the Medicine Sect Master?"

Dong Zhong sighed softly, a bit disappointed.

Shen Qinglan’s heart skipped a beat, and she quickly asked, "Uncle, what’s wrong with Madam Song?"

"Nothing!" Dong Zhong shook his head and said, "I just thought the lady seemed familiar, resembling an old acquaintance, that’s why I asked you. It’s fine now, you can go about your business."

The matter of Dong Lian was known to very few except for their elders, hardly any juniors were aware.

Even Dong Jin and Dong Cong were not told by Dong Zhong, so he assumed Shen Qinglan also did not know.

Shen Qinglan joked, "Uncle, do you think Madam Song looks like me?"

Dong Zhong was taken aback and then said, "Your mother and I resemble your grandfather, but you resemble your grandmother more."

"So, uncle, do you think Madam Song looks like grandmother?" Shen Qinglan asked.

Dong Zhong hesitated and nodded, "Very much so!"

Shen Qinglan smiled, "Uncle, please return to your seat!"

"Alright!"

Dong Zhong nodded, yet his eyes couldn’t help but glance again in the direction of Madam Song.

After he returned to his seat, Shen Qinglan put away her smile and walked toward where Dong Yao was.

"Why are you here?" Dong Yao glanced at her, "Why aren’t you taking better care of Madam Song and Madam Duan for your mother?"

"Mother, I have something to ask you, please come with me!"

Having said that, Shen Qinglan led the way inside the house first.

Dong Yao watched her back, hurriedly handed over her tasks to Lady Jiang and Lady Lu, and followed her.

"What’s the matter?" Dong Yao asked nervously upon entering the room, looking at her.

Shen Qinglan straightforwardly said, "Mother, the first time you saw Madam Song, did you think she resembled anyone?"

"This..." Dong Yao hesitated for a moment, then sighed lightly, "She does resemble your grandmother, but she’s not called Dong Lian."

Even Dong Yao felt Madam Song looked like the late grandmother...

Shen Qinglan suddenly recalled Luo Jing’s words to Madam Song, advising her, "If it feels familiar, it means the place is right."

Also, Madam Song’s question to her at the time, and what Lan Ruo said, Madam Song has been frequenting the countryside a lot lately, feeling the place is familiar, and going there often; is Madam Song searching for something?

"Mother knows what you’re thinking!" Dong Yao sighed softly and said, "I also often mistake Madam Song for your aunt, but..."

She gave a wry smile, "How could such things be so easily true in this world?"

"No!" Shen Qinglan muttered to herself, "I must find out clearly!"

"What?" Dong Yao was puzzled, not understanding what she meant.

Shen Qinglan turned to look at her, "Nothing, Mother, you may go back to your work."

"Okay!" Dong Yao nodded, "Earlier I saw your uncle looking for you, did he ask you about it?"

Shen Qinglan nodded, "Yes!"

"Ah!"

Dong Yao shook her head with a sigh, "I’ll go back to my tasks; if you have some free time, help me entertain Madam Song and Madam Duan."

Shen Qinglan nodded, and after Dong Yao left, she went out, intending to find Lan Ruo to inquire further.