8: Chapter 8 Harvest (1)_1 8: Chapter 8 Harvest (1)_1 The Mu Family’s house only has three rooms.
Mu Zhongqing couple, along with their sons Chong Wen and Chong Wu, sleep in the eastern room.
The western room is the boudoir of Sisters Cai Wei, and the middle room is split into two, the front serving as a hall and the back as a kitchen.
As Mu Zhongqing was not home, Lady Du, in order to save firewood, had the whole family sleep on the large kang in the eastern room.
The kang was large, occupying half the room from east to west, even with the whole family sleeping on it, there was still plenty of room.
Cai Wei sneaked back home, first entered the western room, gently pacing back and forth for half a Shi Chen before she had rid herself of the cold.
Then she tiptoed through the hall and returned to the eastern room.
Maybe because of the extra serving of mashed potatoes in the evening, the children, having had their fill, were in deep sleep.
Cai Wei found her spot, quietly lay down, and planned to rest up to put her full strength into tomorrow’s work.
However, the hard earthen kang poked into her body, causing her so much pain that she could not fall asleep.
As she tossed and turned, her thoughts surged, first thinking of her past life, of her master who had always taken care of her and trained her to be a gold medal bodyguard, of her few friends, and of the president she always protected.
How were they all now?
Her death must have been a blow to them!
As for her parents, they must be busy fighting over her inheritance and condolence money, or busy celebrating with their other halves over this windfall, hehe.
Thankfully she had foresight.
After entering this profession, she had already made a will: should anything happen to her, all her properties should be d to the nursing home.
Wonder what her parents’ expressions would be when they found out about this will?
Too bad she couldn’t see it anymore!
And the elders at the nursing home, with such a large donation, their lives should be better, right?
Then again, thought she, having d all her millions, she herself couldn’t even have a full meal – what a tragic life…
After a bitter smile, Mu Caiwei’s thoughts returned to the wild boar.
Had the wild boar eaten the bait?
If they managed to hunt the wild boar, how should they bring it back?
Or how should she explain it to her family?
After all, a thirteen-year-old girl hunting down a wild boar is such an unbelievable thing, isn’t it?
With such worries and expectations, she tossed and turned until midnight before she finally fell asleep…
Just at dawn, Lady Du woke up to see Cai Wei entranced, sitting on the edge of the kang wrapped in a blanket.
“Wei’er, what are you thinking about?”
Cai Wei looked up at Lady Du, “Mother, I just had a strange dream.”
“Is it a good dream or a bad dream?
What did you dream about?
Did you dream of your father?” Lady Du inquired with some urgency.
With her husband away from home for over half a year now, Lady Du made earnest nightly prayers before sleep and had gone up to Temple Mountain multiple times to make vows and draw divination sticks, but still no news came.
Because of this, anything that might connect to her husband became extra important for her.
Even a baseless dream, she would consider it to be a divine guide giving news about her husband’s whereabouts.
Cai Wei didn’t respond to her mother’s anxious gaze.
She stared ahead, speaking in a trance: “The Mountain God said that he took pity on our family’s poverty, he gifted us a wild boar.
It’s in the nest on the back mountain right now, waiting for us to collect.”
Hearing that it wasn’t a dream about her husband, Lady Du said with some disappointment: “You must’ve dreamt about the wild boar because you heard so much about it yesterday.
It’s just a dream, Wei’er, don’t take it too seriously?”
Cai Wei stated solemnly: “At the beginning, I didn’t think much of the dream.
But, strangely enough, I’ve had the same dream three times in a row.
Mother do you think that’s a bit strange?”