Several people watched Wang Xiangxiang intently. As soon as she opened her eyes, everyone noticed, and Xiaoxiao anxiously asked, "Sister Wang, you’ve woken up. How do you feel?"
"I’m not dead?" Wang Xiangxiang could hardly believe it.
Everyone nodded in unison, and Xiaoxiao’s eyes brimmed with tears as she excitedly replied, "Yes, you’re not dead. Heaven wouldn’t let you die. You must live well from now on."
Hearing this, Wang Xiangxiang’s tears involuntarily flowed again. She hadn’t died, but how was she to carry on living? Her vision was pitch black; she could see no path to light.
"Is that so? Turns out I didn’t die." A smile appeared on her lips, yet her heart was filled with immeasurable bitterness.
"Yes, yes, you’re not dead. How could you be so heartless to leave us behind?"
Wang Xiangxiang tried to sit up with some effort, and Xiaoxiao quickly supported her, "Sister Wang, what are you doing?"
With a weak voice, Wang Xiangxiang said, "Xiaoxiao, I want to go home."
"..." Go home? Did she want to go back to the townhouse, or to the county?
Xiaoxiao was a hundred times worried about the current state of Wang Xiangxiang, scared that she might again become desperate and do something foolish, "Sister Wang, come to our home. The countryside is quiet, the air is good, and it’s suitable for recuperation."
Besides, with the small workshop there, she might stop having negative thoughts once she starts working.
Wang Xiangxiang saw what Xiaoxiao was worried about, so she said, "Don’t worry, I won’t seek death again."
But Xiaoxiao still disagreed, "Sister Wang, just come to our home. Your brother is still with us. He has been looking for you."
Boss’s wife was also persuading her, "Yes, come back to the Yang Family Village. It’s better for us to look after you."
Wang Xiangxiang, hearing these words, felt her eyes fill with tears again. Did she lack people to take care of her? There were so many servants in her family, but this kind of familial talk touched her deeply.
This family-like warmth made her relent. She nodded, "Yes."
"Husband, hurry and carry Miss Wang. Let’s leave right now." Boss’s wife hurriedly ordered.
"..." Wang Xiangxiang, feeling very embarrassed, quickly refused, "No need, I can walk on my own."
Seeing her refusal, Yang Gang understood what she meant and did not offer his hand. Xiaoxiao and Boss’s wife helped her, step by step, to the gate and then into the horse-drawn carriage.
The carriage set off. Not yet at the village entrance, they saw Boss Yang Chun waiting anxiously at the entrance, pacing back and forth. Upon seeing the distant carriage, he clenched his fists excitedly, "They’re back, they’re back."
Then, without waiting for the carriage to enter the village, he ran back home first, "Dad, Mom, they’re back."
Old Man Yang, upon hearing this, asked anxiously, "How is everyone?"
"It seems like four people have come back together. They should be alright."
Upon hearing this, Old Man Yang breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly shouted into the house, "Boss’s wife, is the porridge ready?"
"Dad, it’s ready. We can eat it directly."
He also called out to Yang Qiu’s room, "Xiaoqiu, is the kang bed heated? Are the blankets in place?"
"Everything is ready, Dad."
"Boss, Boss!" Old Man Yang called out urgently to Boss Yang Chun.
"Go kill that old hen and nourish that girl’s body with it."
"Alright, I’ll go now."
Yang Ming’s mother had been standing at the door. Seeing the carriage approach, she shouted into the courtyard, "Dad, Dad, they’re back, they’re back."