The Tempting Educated Youth Married to a Rough Man-Chapter 239 - 235: He Has a Tear Mole at the Corner of His Eye
Wen Ran just felt a sourness in her heart, but it was Mrs. Xiao who, at this moment, was overwhelmed and started shedding tears.
She had truly experienced the agony of losing a child.
Honestly, if she could, she wished she could trade her life for Xiao the Fourth’s.
The team leader wiped his tears, blew his nose, and Mrs. Xiao followed suit in crying.
Seeing this made Mr. Xiao feel uneasy, as he supported Mrs. Xiao, he said, "Jianguo, I won’t hold you up. I’m taking her home now."
Bi Jianguo was fully aware of the Xiao Family’s pain.
Reflecting on the season only clarified things further for him.
"Go, go. Have a good rest."
"Alright, we’re leaving."
Wen Ran didn’t leave together with them immediately.
The team leader treated her well, and leaving him alone at this moment seemed a bit pitiful.
"Uncle, don’t cry. It’s not like it’s embarrassing. At your age, these over two hundred chickens have moved you to tears?"
Wen Ran cheekily changed the subject, "If you cry over such trivial matters, there will truly be reason for you to cry in the future."
"You cheeky girl, you’re young, but your tone is big!"
Wen Ran snorted, "I may be young, but my skills are impressive!
Trust me, in the first half of the year, we’ll add a flock of chickens.
In the second half, I’ll bring back some lambs for you to raise, how about that?"
Chickens, ducks, and then a flock of sheep.
The life of the Silly Deer Team will indeed be prosperous!
Oh, by the way, the pigsty will still be covered this year.
Thirty plump, chubby little pigs.
By the end of the year...
Sigh~
Can’t even imagine, just thinking about it makes one drool.
Sobbing, almost can’t hold it back.
The team leader was instantly thrilled, "Really?"
"Could it be false?"
The team leader immediately stopped crying and looked up, laughing heartily, "Hahaha, that’s great!"
Feeling better, the team leader was no longer melancholy and waved goodbye to Wen Ran.
His old arms and legs moved quickly.
Wen Ran shook her head and smacked her lips, before catching up with Mr. and Mrs. Xiao.
Under Mr. Xiao’s consolation, Mrs. Xiao had already calmed down.
Seeing Wen Ran at this moment, she felt somewhat shy, "Ranran, sorry for making you witness a joke."
"Not at all," Wen Ran said softly, "I’ll be calling you Aunt now, but next month, I’ll have to call you Mom."
A faint smile graced her face, "We are all family."
"Yes," Mrs. Xiao’s eyes welled with tears.
Once home, Mrs. Xiao sent Mr. Xiao to work in the fields.
"Go, spring plowing can’t be delayed. I’m not feeling well, just let Ranran sit with me at home."
Mr. Xiao was apprehensive, but Wen Ran gave him a calming glance, "It’s okay.
Uncle, you go ahead. With me at home, nothing can go wrong."
"Alright."
Mr. Xiao walked away, turning back every few steps.
Mrs. Xiao sat dazed on the bed for a while, took a deep breath, "Ranran, you’ve been in the countryside for a year, haven’t you?"
"Almost," Wen Ran poured Mrs. Xiao a glass of water and sat beside her, "Just two or three more months, then it will be nearly a year."
"Hmm, ah! There are some things I have long wanted to say to you, but I’ve always hesitated because of the hurdle in my heart."
She wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, rose to the table at the head of the bed.
Opened the cabinet door, and pulled out some photos from within.
"Take a look."
The corners of the photos were slightly frayed.
But they were well preserved, clean and tidy.
"This is our family of seven."
Back then, Xiao Wendong hadn’t become so intolerable that a glance provoked nausea, just somewhat gloomy.
Wen Ran smiled, "Aunt, you were really beautiful when you were young."
Yet, she felt Mrs. Xiao’s aura...
How should she put it.
Very photogenic.
Not an ounce of her fiery nature could be seen.
Instead, she presented a gentle, serene feminine image.
With a smile, she was tender as water.
Mr. Xiao, on the other hand, hadn’t changed much, remaining honest and straightforward.
"These are Third Brother and Chenye, right?"
"Yes," Mrs. Xiao laughed, "These two are the most mischievous, fighting like dogs every day when they were kids.
I’ve always feared that when they grow up, the brothers would turn against each other."
Yet, she never imagined that these two brothers would be the ones who stayed by her side.
"Oh," Wen Ran laughed, "They get along well now."
"When they get along well, as a mother, there’s nothing more joyous for me."
Mrs. Xiao caressed the photo tenderly, pointing to the quiet-looking child in the middle, "This is my Fourth."
Her face was filled with smiles, albeit mixed with bitterness.
Her eyes brimmed with tears, "Look, how gentle he appears, like a little girl."
"Indeed."
The Xiao Family was known for their good looks.
The men were tall and handsome, the women were slender and beautiful.
However, Xiao the Fourth, Xiao Chenwen had an androgynous beauty.
Moving onto the next, a solo photo of Xiao Chenwen.
In a period of awkwardness, perhaps too excited during the photo, a tuft of hair was sticking out.
At this moment, Wen Ran could clearly see a black mole at the corner of Xiao Chenwen’s eye.
A tear mole.
"People say, children with a tear mole like to cry, but he isn’t one to cry, he’s always been the most problem-free..."
However, Mrs. Xiao never imagined that the least troublesome child.
In the end, would cause her the most heartache.
Mrs. Xiao shared many stories about Xiao Chenwen.
Wen Ran simply listened.
While Mrs. Xiao recounted, she would occasionally wipe away tears, "How about we, the two of us, go visit him?"
"Sure."
Mrs. Xiao smiled broadly, "Alright, wait for me for a bit, I’ll prepare some things."
She dug out a stack of paper money from the corner, fetched some incense, and finally, got a box of matches from the kitchen.
Before leaving, she also took a sickle and a small shovel.
Putting everything in a basket, Mrs. Xiao grabbed Wen Ran’s hand, "Come on, I’ll take you to have a look."
"Okay."
Xiao Wendong’s grave was on the hillside behind.
Next to it were several graves of different sizes.
A small stream ran through, quietly flowing.
Mrs. Xiao put the things down, and the moment she picked up the sickle, her tears just wouldn’t dry.
The tears blurred her vision as she bent over to weed her son’s grave, muttering all the while.
"Son, Mom is here to see you again."
The wind rustled the leaves, accompanied by the sound of Mrs. Xiao cutting grass.
"Look at this place, it’s all messy. Weren’t you the cleanest before? Now you’re not paying attention to it anymore."
Wen Ran didn’t speak, silently helping with the weeding.
Though she wasn’t skilled in farm work, she put her heart into it at this time.
"Sigh, a rare visit, Mom doesn’t want to scold you.
But sometimes, I often think of your heartlessness, letting go and leaving. All these years, you haven’t even let Mom dream of you once."
"Mom would love to come more often, but visiting once is just too hard on the heart."
"Home is fine, everyone is fine. You might not know, Xiao Five has even found a wife."
