Transmigrated Farmgirl's Scheme to Get Rich - Chapter 218
Promise
After the funeral ceremony ended, Lu Junming returned home, threw himself into his uncle’s arms, and sobbed loudly, “How could my mother be so cruel, how could she have had the heart to leave me here and pass away? Uncle, from now on my mother will no longer be living in this world!”
A dead person cannot be resurrected, and all his uncle could do was pat him on the back to comfort him.
?Lu Junming already hadn’t eaten or slept well for three days. Chuzi helped him take off his mourning clothes, helped him into the house, and placed him on the kang.
As soon as Chuzi exited the house, he ran into Mo Yan. She couldn’t appear at the funeral as a relative or friend, nor could she watch as part of the crows. She could only come here to check up on him after the funeral.
Mo Yan entered the house and saw Lu Junming curled up on the kang, sobbing under the quilt. She went over to sit on the edge of the bed, gently pulled down the quilt, and comforted him softly, “Go to sleep for a while! Maybe you can see godmother in your dream.”
?Lu Junming took one of her hands and held it tightly. Mo Yan used the other hand to wipe away his tears and gently smoothed the furrows between his eyebrows.
He was so tired that he fell asleep in just a moment. Mo Yan was afraid of waking him up, so she didn’t dare to pull her hand away, and just let him hold it.
It was getting dark, so Chuzi came in to light the lamps, and found that Mo Yan had also fallen asleep next to Lu Junming.
“Yan’er, go get some food!”
Mo Yan stood up, and as soon as she pulled her hand back, Lu Junming woke up, “Where are you going?”
“I’m not going anywhere, I’m just getting you some food.”
“I don’t have the appetite to.”
“You still have to eat, don’t let godmother worry.”
Being sad about his mother’s passing was inevitable, but now Lu Junming had accepted the reality that his mother was no longer here. He turned over and sat up, “Let’s go eat.”
?Lu Junming’s grandpa and uncle were worried about him, and were discussing how to comfort him in the kitchen.
Sir Lu said, “When he first came here, the only person he would talk to was the girl from the Mo family, the one who entered the house.”
Jiao Song said, “I know, when he went to Shuzhong, he mentioned that girl countless times a day. I think he likes her, but it’s a pity that my sister has just passed, so he can’t discuss the marriage.”
“It’s fortunate that Yan’er is here, he should be fine.”
At this time, Lu Junming and Mo Yan entered the kitchen together, “Grandpa, what are we having for dinner tonight? I’m hungry.”
After hearing that he was hungry, Sir Lu and his uncle looked at each other and smiled, “Food’s ready, sit down and eat!”
Zhou Liangsheng and Chi Jie returned to town, Zhao’er returned to Mr. Cao’s house, and only Chuzi stayed behind to accompany him.
Chuzi went to serve the rice, and Mo Yan pulled Lu Junming to sit down and eat with her.
?It was getting late today, and they still had to circle the grave tomorrow. There was no need to go back and forth, so they all made do at the Sir Lu’s house, but it was not convenient for Mo Yan to stay there. [1]
While sending her home, Lu Junming went to the pond with her.
“Yan’er, come walk with me! We haven’t walked by the pond for a long time.”
“Alright!”
?Walking to the willow tree, Mo Yan reached out and held his arm, “Do you think the owls are still living in the tree?”
“They should be there! But they are definitely not the original two.”
“How do you know?”
“Owls are cannibals. When the young hatch, the owls hang themselves upside down on the branches so that the young birds can eat all of their meat. Then, the young birds can leave the nest to look for food.” [2]
Mo Yan felt horrified when she heard this, and she held his arm tighter.
“My mother looked weak, but she actually had a bone-deep tenacity, just like owls. Do you think she really committed suicide because of Mrs. Liu’s words? Of course, she did it for me. I am fifteen, and it’s time for me to find my own future and discuss marriage. She doesn’t want her status to hold me back anymore.”
“Then what are your plans for the future?”
“I haven’t made up my mind yet, maybe I’ll join the army, or maybe I’ll do business.”
“If you join the army, I will bring wine and meat to help the army. If you do business, I will accompany you to sell all the goods in the world.”
?Lu Junming put down his arm, took her hand, and held it in his palm, “Remember your promise today, you must fulfil it in the future.”
Mo Yan sneezed, and Lu Junming hurriedly tried to give her his coat, but he wasn’t wearing one, “It’s cold, I’ll take you back!”
?Arriving at the door of the Mo family’s house, Lu Junming stopped, “I’m currently in mourning, so it’s not convenient for me to enter. Go inside by yourself!”
Mo Yan reached out and pushed the door open. Before she locked it, she turned around and said, “Go back! Stop thinking so much about nonsense and have a good rest.”
After watching Mo Yan enter, Lu Junming turned around and left, wandering alone by the pond for a long time, and only returning when Chuzi came out to look for him.
?Mo Yan walked in and bolted the door. The lights in Ms. Liang’s room were still on, and she hadn’t slept yet. The lights in her room were only turned off when Mo Yan entered the house.
Mo Yan had no intention of tidying up, and didn’t even light her lamp. She just took advantage of the moonlight that came in through the window to pull back the quilt and lay down.
?That night, she had unending dreams. Sometimes she was being chased, sometimes she was chasing others, and sometimes the golden lances and iron horses of two armies clashed against each other.
??Drums of the war formation sounded, and Lu Junming was seen on horseback, riding into the battle with his spear at the ready. The enemy soldiers fell under his spear one by one, and each swing decimated swathes of soldiers.
When Mo Yan was just about to praise him, an arrow flew out from nowhere directly towards Lu Junming’s eyebrows. Mo Yan woke up with a start, breaking into a cold sweat. After thinking about it carefully, she felt that it was fortunate Lu Junming wasn’t in the army right now.
?She got up, washed up in a hurry and went to the Lu family’s house. As soon as she came out of the alleyway, she saw Lu Junming practising martial arts by the pond. Seeing her arrive, he stopped his drills and said, “Yan’er, you got up very early.”
“I had a chaotic dream last night, so it was better to get up earlier.”
“What did you dream about?”
“You! You were heroic and skilled, and killed thousands of enemies.”
?Lu Junming smiled slightly, “Stop coaxing me, I’m not a child who would believe you.”
“It doesn’t matter if you believe me or not, let’s go have breakfast!”
After breakfast, the family went to circle Ms. Jiao’s grave. This time Jiao Song and Sir Lu also went, but Mo Yan could only watch from a distance.
After the headstone was placed, Jiao Song couldn’t help but kneel down in front of the grave and begin to cry. He rambled about how Ms. Jiao was sold, his father’s guilt, and how his siblings all missed her.
?This time Lu Junming didn’t cry. He stood aside and carefully listened to his uncle talking about the past.
When he went to Shuzhong, he heard from the servants in his grandfather’s house that his grandmother had become depressed and ill because she missed his mother, and she had been dead for ten years. As for his grandfather, he ate meat three meals a day and was in very good health.
As for those uncles and aunts of his, although they were very passionate towards him, Lu Junming could not feel the warmth between relatives from them. Only his eldest uncle was willing to travel so far to see his mother, which was enough to see his love.
?Lu Junming went over to help his uncle up, “Uncle, get up! My mother was able to see you before she died, she could’ve been considered to have died without regrets.”
“Junming, what will you do in the future? Why not go back to Shuzhong with your uncle!”
“No need, I have grown up and no longer need anyone to support me. Besides, my mother did this just to let me be the young master of the Lu family without worry. I can’t let her down.”
“Then I will continue to sell you Shu goods when I return home, so we can keep in touch frequently.”
“That’s good.”
P.S. I…think Lu Junming has already gotten over his mother’s death. Thanks for reading?
[1] Circling the grave is a Chinese funeral tradition involving adding dirt to the grave and burning hell money for the deceased.
[2] It should be quite obvious that this is, in fact, not a fact and is just an old Chinese superstition.