Chapter 280: Chapter 280 Lady Yu (1) Chapter 280: Chapter 280 Lady Yu (1) The moon shone into the room.
Beside her was a middle-aged woman, sleeping soundly.
Grandma Yu stared blankly around her.
Then she looked down at the wooden figure she was clutching in her hand.
Although Grandma Yu’s mind had cleared, she still looked dazed.
Life is but a dream; what night is this?
She suddenly felt a desolate sense of the mountains experiencing a day, while a thousand years had passed in the world.
She quietly rolled out of the kang.
Quietly, she pushed open the door.
The moon was especially large that night.
It seemed so close to her.
But when she looked up, it was still out of reach.
In the blink of an eye, she was already eighty years old.
Heaven had pity on her, allowing her to live safely to this day.
After a while, Grandma Yu finally moved her stiff steps and walked slowly to a stump in the yard, where she sat down.
The wooden figure she held tightly resembled her Kunkun so much.
By now, her Kunkun must be over sixty.
He was certainly surrounded by his children and grandchildren.
She believed that, with Gu Qingfeng’s ability, even through those harsh tumultuous years, he would ensure that the Gu family stood firm.
Her surname wasn’t Yu, it was Yu!
She was the eldest legitimate daughter of the Jiangnan Yu Family.
She was also the matriarch of Imperial Capital’s Imperial Treasure Chest.
But now, she had ended up in Border City, a useless old lady lingering on her last breath.
She had been confused for fifty years.
Throughout these days, she continued to dream intermittently.
And finally, tonight, her lost memories had all returned.
She remembered everything.
Fifty years ago, in 1936.
It was the peak of the locust blooms in Gu Garden.
Three days earlier, she had learned a shocking secret from an elderly servant.
She didn’t know what to do.
Over these past two years, ever since Ning Wanru entered the Gu Family’s door, she felt that things had been going wrong.
She also often argued with Gu Qingfeng.
But there was no helping it. Ning Wanru was the daughter of a man whose life Gu Qingfeng had saved, and her family nearly perished because of their connection to the Gu family.
If not for Gu Qingfeng’s timely intervention, those ruthless bandits, whose origins no one knew, would certainly have wiped out the last of the Chang family.
For future security, Gu Qingfeng allowed Ning Wanru’s son, Chang Tingbai, to change his name to Gu Cheng.
Following that, he even accorded Ning Wanru the status of Second Lady.
But unexpectedly, Kunkun never showed a pleasant face towards Ning Wanru and Gu Cheng.
Kunkun’s nature was originally uncompromising; he was the kind of child who would rather die than yield or look back.
Gu Kun and Gu Qingfeng often argued.
One time, it even escalated to invoking household discipline.
Thus, the relationship between father and son grew increasingly strained.
Both were stubborn characters, unlikely to heed her advice.
One evening in mid-May, a maid told her that the young master had started arguing with his father again.
Her heart in turmoil, she hurried towards Kunkun’s courtyard.
Unexpectedly, as she turned past the Moon Gate, she was struck on the back of the head with a wooden stick.
When she came to, she found herself lying in the Mass Burial Mound in the Suburbs of the Capital.
There were a few wild dogs nearby.
The scar from a wild dog’s bite on her wrist was still visible.
If not for the intense pain, she might have actually died at that Mass Burial Mound.
It was an era of warlords and chaos, where people could hardly survive.
In Mass Burial Mound, dead bodies were everywhere.
When she awoke, she didn’t know who she was, where her home was, or if she had any relatives.
Only, in her vague memory, she had a son.
She walked aimlessly forward.
She didn’t know how many days she had been unconscious, only that she lay in a mud ditch, covered in mud from head to toe.