Chapter 281: Chapter 281 Lady Yu (2) Chapter 281: Chapter 281 Lady Yu (2) Perhaps it was because she had been bitten by something in the mud ditch, her face was swollen, and her body was covered in red spots.
Thankfully, this was also why she was able to survive safely.
However, besides the jade around her neck, all her bracelets and rings had long since disappeared.
She headed north, begging along the way and suffering immensely.
Later, she found a girl who was almost starved to death and from then on, they depended on each other for survival.
She washed her clothes, knowing they were valuable, so she pawned them.
She changed into coarse clothes and continued to follow the fleeing refugees out of the border with Niuniu.
From then on, they were ever further from the Imperial Capital, from her home.
Eventually, the red spots on her body slowly faded, but this was not until after liberation.
After moving from village to village, at last, they followed a logging crew to Border City.
Niuniu found work, and she gradually grew old…
Lady Yu’s eyes were very dry, and being older, she could no longer shed tears.
She stared blankly at the wooden figure in her hand. After her disappearance, Gu Qingfeng and Gu Kun must have been frantic.
Fifty years, and they still hadn’t found her?
Lady Yu sighed, but then her brow furrowed as though she had overlooked something important.
She hurriedly took out the Jade Pocket Watch that she had always worn from inside her clothes.
Finding the mechanism, she clicked it open, and the jade locket sprung open.
This time, Lady Yu’s tears streamed down all at once.
Inside was a photograph of their family of three.
Back then, they were all still young.
Her Kunkun was only fourteen years old.
By now, Gu Qingfeng must be over eighty as well, she wondered if he was still alive?
She had forgotten the two most important people in her life for fifty years!
After a while, Lady Yu wiped the tears from her cheeks and once again gazed intently at her photograph.
That child, she looked so much like her younger self.
She could carve, and had carved a wooden figure that was ninety percent similar to Kunkun.
Lady Yu clenched the Jade Pocket Watch tightly; judging by age, Gu Qiaoqiao should be of Kunkun’s grandchildren’s generation.
Could this girl, who resembled her so closely, be Kunkun’s granddaughter, her own great-granddaughter?
The long night finally gave way to dawn.
And Grandma Yu had not slept all night.
She felt very spirited, her complexion was good, and her body was much better than before.
It seemed she might live long enough to go to the Imperial Capital.
Before she died, she wanted to see Gu Qingfeng, to see Kunkun.
She walked into the room.
Looking at Niuniu, who was now middle-aged, she said softly, “Niuniu, mother remembers…”
Zhao Yuxiang, still groggy from sleep, asked in confusion, “Mother, what do you remember?”
“I remember who I am, where my home is, what my children are called…”
Lady Yu said, choking up.
Zhao Yuxiang’s eyes suddenly widened.
And Lady Yu began to tell Zhao Yuxiang everything, slowly.
Zhao Yuxiang was now in the process of retiring and thus was no longer working.
She had even told Lady Yu that once she retired, she would take her to play in the Imperial Capital.
After all, it was the capital, a place that the heart of every countryman yearned for.
She could not have imagined that her mother was from the Imperial Capital, that she was the lady of a grand household.
But fifty years had passed, and perhaps everything had changed.
While Lady Yu was prepared for this.
Whether Gu Qingfeng remarried or not, she bore no resentment towards him.
Still, she wanted to return.
Who was it, fifty years ago, that almost beat her to death, who threw her into the Mass Burial Mound?