Chapter 158: Xiao Juan! (2 updates seeking flowers)

  Remember in one second

  Time flies very fast, and in the blink of an eye, a month has already passed.

  In this month, Yan Jing handed over all the relevant matters of H City South Police Station to Cheng Zhong, letting him take charge. At the same time, she also fully entrusted the Great Love Charity Fund to Cheng Zhong's parents, and she herself walked freely from the upper reaches of the Fujiang River to the lower reaches, and then from the lower reaches back to the upper reaches.

  She kept searching, looking for Wu Zhengye's whereabouts. She was afraid that Wu Zhengye would lose his memory again like last time when he fell into the Fujiang River. So, she visited every village along the Fujiang River and left her phone number with each village head, promising to reward them handsomely if they found Wu Zhengye.

  。

  But what made her extremely disappointed was that after walking around the whole circle, to Longzhen - Xinghua Village - Taitou Town - Baohe Town through 16 villages, she still couldn't find Wu Zhengxie's figure.

  One month later, today, she returned to H city with a haggard look. Her heart was empty and couldn't muster up any feelings. All day long, Wu Zhengye's face kept appearing in her mind. Many times, she would even forget to eat and sleep.

  "Time is the strongest killer of love!" - Confucius

  Yan Jing and Wu Zhengye's acquaintance to love took less than a month, but now Wu Zhengye has disappeared for nearly forty days.

  If she were an ordinary woman, she would have forgotten Wu Zhengye's image long ago. Fortunately, Yan Jing is not an ordinary gold-digger. Her heart is as cold as a thousand-year-old ice, and once someone touches it, you'd better be prepared to bear the consequences for life.

  If such a woman appears in life, is it good or bad?

  On the same day, Xiaojuan in Apricot Village was crying sadly because her mother had passed away.

  Xiao Juan's father died young, and at home there was only her mother who was still alive but also weak and sickly, with blurred vision. The heavy burden of the family almost fell on this 19-year-old girl alone.

  At home, Xiaojuan had to do household chores to make a living and take care of her frail and sick mother, but she never complained. Since she was old enough to understand things, she lost the childhood that girls of the same age should have, but she kept her innocence very well.

  Xiao Juan never complained about all this. She silently endured it, frequently running to the mountain to pick herbs, hoping her mother's body would recover soon.

  But fate played a trick on her. Her filial piety did not move heaven and earth, but instead resulted in the loss of her only kin, her mother, who passed away.

  Xiao Juan knelt in front of her mother's spirit, waving away tears, speechless. At this moment, she was completely blank-minded. Her mother had been her mainstay, but now that it was gone, where should she go and what should she do?

  Dazedly staring at the pile of burnt paper money in front of her, Xiao Juan stared blankly for two hours.

  At this time, she took out a piece of paper that had been carefully folded on her body and unfolded it. On it was written in somewhat irregular handwriting.

  "Little Juan, when you see this note, I've already left. First of all, I want to thank you for saving my life twice. As I always say, Wu Zhengxie has no way to repay you. If you're willing, I'll spend the rest of my life repaying you and bringing happiness to you."

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  Now, my memory has recovered, I remember my name, why I fell into the Fujiang River, everything I remember.

  Xiao Juan, my real name is Wu Zheng Xie, but I really like the name 'Jiang Lai' you gave me. Previously, I was a swindler who told fortunes and read feng shui in H city, but this time I fell into the Fujiang River and met you, perhaps it's a blessing in disguise, haha.

  I'm leaving and going back to H city to take care of some things I must attend to. This shouldn't take too long, very soon I'll be back because I still haven't gotten the answer from your heart.

  Right, I told you before about the rose bush in front of the dam. This is true. After you cut it down, Auntie's body will gradually recover and her eyesight will also gradually return. However, remember that when cutting this rose bush, you must do it between 12:00 pm to 1:00 pm. Any other time is not allowed.

  Also, the place where I fell from 'Ling Shan' last time, is that small slope you remember? It's a great spot, take note of it, and if there's an opportunity, buy that land. When your aunt passes away at the age of 100, it'll be a perfect address.

  Xiao Juan, you're a good girl, really. Since my father passed away, you're the first person to care about me, I'm touched. Take care of yourself and take care of Auntie, until I come back."

  "Jiang Lai Ge"'s hoarse voice, a single sentence that brought forth rolling hot tears.

  Xiao Juan wiped away the tears on her face, trembling as she held the note in her hand, reading it over and over again.

  At last, after half an hour, she stood up and took a deep breath. "Mom, after you're buried, I've decided to go find Jiang Lai Ge. Jiang Lai Ge is a good person. Although the village's Niu Wa Ge and others are not bad either, I really don't have that feeling for them. Mom, when you were alive, I listened to you in everything. Now I want to take charge once, this is my first time taking charge in this life."

  "Even if I have to suffer a lot with Jiang Lai, I'm willing." Women are made of water, just like Xiaojuan, her tears almost never stopped, and now even though she's smiling, the tears in her beautiful eyes kept falling.

  At this time, a dark-skinned young man ran to Ajiao's door and said, "Ajiao, go to my house for dinner first, I'll help you keep watch here, tonight we'll keep watch together. By the way, Mr. Taoist has been contacted and will come over early tomorrow morning."

  。”

  The young man came over and said, "Xiao Juan, hold back your grief."

  "Thank you, Niuwa brother." Xiaojuan forced a smile at the young man and said, "Niuwa brother, I'll borrow your money and return it. After mom's funeral, I'll go to H city. By the way, is the village willing to give me that small slope on the waist of Lingshan Mountain?"

  When he heard this, Niu Wa's face stiffened slightly, and he sighed, saying, "Xiao Juan, the village branch secretary said that Lingshan is a treasure mountain of our Apricot Blossom Village, where we cannot bury the dead unless..."

  With a wry smile and a shake of his head, Niu Wa continued under Xiao Juan's sparkling gaze, "Unless we can come up with 200,000."

  As soon as she heard this, Xiaojuan's face suddenly darkened, "Oh, I see."

  Seeing Xiao Juan's appearance, Niu Wa's heart was also uncomfortable. "Xiao Juan, actually, the burial of Auntie doesn't need to be so far away. Don't we have our own land? Burying Auntie in a corner of our own land won't incur any fees from the village. Both the village branch and the village head agree on this."

  Took a light breath, "I know, thank you, Niu Wa Ge."

  “”

  It was night, in the No. 3 villa by the Fujiang River in H city, on the second floor in the grand hall.

  A sixteen-year-old beauty, Zhou Yun, changed out of her long-beloved black dress and put on a light gray sportswear, sitting on the sofa in the second-floor hall watching a 188-inch ultra-large screen TV.

  Looking closely at her now, her black hair cascaded down her back like a waterfall of silk, tied with an extremely ordinary red string that seemed lazy yet still charming.

  The word "seductive" seems inappropriate for this sixteen-year-old girl, but she can give people a charm that even mature women can't match.

  Large eyes, long eyelashes, thick and thin lips just right, a slender neck exposed in the air, making people can't help but gaze at her, full breasts, making people can't help but wonder if the fruit inside is ripe or not, even sitting lazily on the sofa, she still can't hide her proud figure.

  In every aspect, Zhou Yun's beauty is even more stunning than Yan Jing's!

  At this time, a middle-aged man pushed open the door and stood respectfully beside Zhou Yun, "Master sister, you're looking for me?"

  Zhou Yun's line of sight didn't waver, still staring at the TV screen, but her mouth was softly saying, "Just now I heard from the report below that Wang Yijuan's mother in Xinghua Village has passed away?"

  "It's like this, Wang Yijuan's mother died of a sudden illness, I don't know what instructions Big Sister has?"

  Zhou Yun picked up the remote control, pressed the mute button, and then turned her head to look at the newcomer, "I heard that the Taoist priest your mother invited for the funeral was you?"

  "Yes," said the middle-aged man with great respect, "I will go there tomorrow morning, and the Buddhist ceremony will last for a day.

  。”

  "Uh-huh," Zhou Yun nodded, "If possible, after her mother's funeral, bring her here to see me."

  At these words, the middle-aged man finally furrowed his brow, "What if she refuses?"

  "Tell her that Wu Zhengye is here and she will come naturally."

  "I understand." The middle-aged man bowed his head and asked, "Master Sister, are there any other instructions?"

  "You can go now."

  “”

  Three days later, when the middle-aged Taoist told Xiaojuan that she could see Wu Zhengye here, Xiaojuan agreed without hesitation. After a two-hour bumpy car ride, when Xiaojuan arrived at the second floor of this villa, there was no sign of Wu Zhengye.

  Xiao Juan was perplexed, but Xiao Juan, who rarely came to big cities and high-rise buildings, suddenly became extremely nervous. Under her nervousness, she could only silently lower her head and didn't dare say a word.

  Many doubts in my heart were suppressed by the tense mood at this moment.

  The middle-aged Taoist led Xiaojuan here and then retreated, the entire second floor had only Xiaojuan alone, but she still stood stiffly in place, not daring to raise her head or look around.

  Tick-tock, drip-drop.

  This is the sound of high heels coming into contact with a wooden floor staircase.