Unlimited estates for rural beauty-Chapter 180: Wanling Abyss (5)

"Girl, I’m your uncle, Uncle Yan."

Feng Xuxu looked at the amiable man before her, excitingly at her own arrival—this was her uncle. She felt a hint of sourness at the tip of her nose and called out softly, "Uncle."

"Ahh, how wonderful," he said, wiping the teardrops from his eyes and cracking a wide smile.

"Girl, I’m your aunt, Jueqing’s biological mother," Madam Xuanyuan Lei said from the side, gazing at the delightful Feng Xuxu. Since giving birth to Jueqing, she hadn’t had any other children, and looking at Feng Xuxu, her maternal love began to overflow once again.

Jueqing, even more speechless, looked at his mother. If she wasn’t his birth mother, then did that mean he was adopted?

"Aunt."

"Good, really marvelous, much stronger than Jueqing," she said, casting a glare at her own son.

Jueqing was even more depressed—somehow, he always ended up getting shot even if he was laying down.

"Father, Mother, Grandfather and Grandmother are still waiting inside," Jueqing said. At this rate, they might not even meet Grandfather and Grandmother by noon.

"Right, right, right, let’s hurry inside."

Xuanyuan Yan came to the house and saw Governess Yun, who waited on his mother, standing outside.

"Governess Yun, how is my mother doing today?"

"Young Master Yan, the lady is in good spirits today. She had the servants prepare Miss Huihui’s favorite foods early in the morning."

Governess Yun turned her head and sized up Feng Xuxu, her old eyes also brimming with tears. She then nodded, wiped away her tears, and approached Feng Xuxu.

"I have the honor of meeting the young miss," she was about to curtsey when Feng Xuxu stopped her.

"Governess Yun, you are an elder who has been by my grandmother’s side, you shouldn’t have to bow to me."

"Hehehe, Miss Huihui has really given birth to a wise and clever girl," she said, holding Feng Xuxu’s hand and not letting go, trying to find a glimpse of the young mistress from years gone by within her.

"Young Miss, when you enter the room later, just pretend to be as Miss Huihui," she choked with emotion, struggling to speak.

"Don’t worry, Governess Yun, I understand," Feng Xuxu said, reversing her grip to hold Governess Yun’s hand.

Governess Yun nodded, "Wait here; I will go and report," she said and then disappeared behind the curtains into the house.

"Madam, Miss Huihui has returned and is now standing outside the door..."

"Xiao Yun, quickly, quickly, please invite her in. This child used to come straight into the house, why do you need to report today?" She struggled to sit up, looking at her husband beside her, "Zhen, how is my makeup and appearance? My clothes—bring me a mirror, I want to see if I look very old now."

Xuanyuan Zhen, with trembling hands, held his wife’s hand and said, "Yitong, you look beautiful today. Your clothes are lovely as well, and you do not look old at all; still just as young."

Yitong chuckled, "Go and check; why hasn’t she come yet!" she said, craning her neck to look outside.

"Soon, very soon, she’s coming right now," Xuanyuan Zhen also stretched his neck to look outside.

"She’s here, she’s here, Miss Huihui has arrived," Governess Yun said, beaming with joy as she came in to inform the lady.

"Where, where?" Yitong sat up excitedly, staring at Feng Xuxu who had just entered, tears streaming down her face.

"Go on, that’s my grandmother," Jueqing whispered into Feng Xuxu’s ear.

Feng Xuxu saw her grandmother, already a septuagenarian, had been yearning for her daughter for over twenty years. Her heart stirred with compassion, and before she knew it, tears were falling from her eyes.

"Huihui?" Yitong called out softly for her daughter, fearful that raising her voice would make the person disappear.

"Mother, it’s me; I’m back," Feng Xuxu approached the bed, took hold of her grandmother’s withered hand, and gently wiped the tears from her face.