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4.76% Transmigrated And Got A Husband and A Son / Chapter 23: Enlightenment

Kapitel 23: Enlightenment

Redakteur: Atlas Studios

After having his fill, Zhuang Zhuang was so full that his stomach was bulging. Xiaoguo was a little worried, so she made Zhuang Zhuang stroll around the house to help with digestion.

The two cows have been growing well and strong. At this time, they were feeding on the grass. Xiaoguo and Zhuang Zhuang played with the calves in the room for a while. When they came out, they saw that it was still raining. Looking at the vegetable fields in the distance, they were glad that the seeds were planted deep in the ground, otherwise, the rain would have washed them away by now.

After playing for a while, the food in Zhuang Zhuang's stomach had already been digested. He was beginning to feel sleepy after his full meal. Zhuang Zhuang was now leaning on Xiaoguo and almost dozing off. But he resisted his drowsiness because he wanted to listen to his mother tell him a story. The more he listened, the more sleepy he became. In the end, his eyes slowly closed and he finally fell asleep.

Xiaoguo stopped her storytelling and slowly carried Zhuang Zhuang back to his bed. She turned on her side and snuggled beside Zhuang Zhuang. After a while, she fell asleep too. Xiaoguo did not rest well the night before and had been working non-stop since morning. Listening to the sound of rain while lying in bed made sleep all the more easier.

Outside the window, the rain was still falling. In one of the houses in the fishing village, the man stood watching over a sleeping man in bed. A knock on the door sounded and the standing man froze, his eyes darted warily toward the door.

"Brother Li, it's me. I'm here to change the dressing." A girl's voice sounded outside the door.

Li Shouji put down the knife in his hand and opened the door. "Thank you, Miss Yu."

Yu Zhizhi smiled shyly and walked past Li into the house. She looked at the man on the bed and her heart began pounding once again. She couldn't control her emotions. The passion in her eyes were plain and clear, as she greedily took in the view of the man lying in bed.

Li Shouji coughed. "Ahem."

Yu Zhizhi returned to her senses and gripped the tray tightly in her hands. She walked towards the bed and gently removed the gauze. After removing the blood-soaked gauze, she replaced it with a new one that was laced with medicine. The dressing was then tightly secured. Yu Zhizhi went through each of the steps in a deliberate and slow manner, just so that she could spend more time staying close to the man in front of her.

Possibly due to the intensity of Yu Zhizhi's gaze, the unconscious man moved his hand and shouted something in his stupor. Li Shouji heard the man's murmur and quickly walked forward, listening attentively to the muttering.

"Mother… Xiaoguo… Mother…" The man did not wake up. He seemed to be having a nightmare. He went back into a slumber again after muttering a few words.

Although Yu Zhizhi was close to him, she did not understand what he was saying. However, Li Shouji, who was beside her, heard everything. He sighed. "It was always these two people… what's up? Old Jiang... " Li Shouji thought to himself.

Xiaoguo slept with Zhuang Zhuang until the afternoon. Once awake, they stretched out their bodies at the exact same time—their expressions and actions identical even in the direction they rolled. Xiaoguo yawned and sighed inwardly at this extravagant life. Every day, all they did was eat and sleep.

Having just woken up, Xiaoguo got ready to prepare dinner. Xiaoguo felt that this life of repeated eating and sleeping was really intoxicating.

Getting off the bed, Xiaoguo went to the kitchen. She made some noodles using the chicken stock leftover from lunch. Xiaoguo and Zhuang Zhuang each had a large bowl of the noodles. When they went to bed that night, Zhuang Zhuang pestered Xiaoguo to tell him a story. After some thought, Xiaoguo decided to tell him some philosophical stories. Zhuang Zhuang was three years old. It would be just the right age to begin enlightening him if he were in the modern world. "Let Mother tell you a story about three people and a spider after the rain."

Zhuang Zhuang immediately rolled over on top of Xiaoguo and looked at her with his big eyes blinking. Xiaoguo smiled and began narrating, "After the rain, a spider crawled with difficulty towards the web that was already torn and tattered on the wall. As the wall was damp, when the spider reached a certain height, it would slide and fall off. The spider tried again and again. The first man saw it. He sighed and said to himself, "Wasn't my life the same as this spider's? Busy and fruitless." He became increasingly depressed. The second man saw it and said, "This spider is so stupid. Why didn't it make a detour and climb along the dry portion of the wall? I can't be as foolish in the future." So he became wiser. The third man saw it and was immediately moved by the spider's spirit of determination. So he became stronger."

Xiaoguo had told the story in such a vivid manner that Zhuang Zhuang was wildly entertained. Xiaoguo would speak in a rough voice one moment and raise her voice the next. It was too fun listening to her.

After Zhuang Zhuang was done laughing, Xiaoguo asked him, "Do you understand what I am trying to tell you through the story?"

Zhuang Zhuang was very confused. What is there to understand? He only felt that his mother's narration was really amusing. But after giving it some thought for a long while, he said apprehensively, "We shouldn't be like the first man—looking at things in such an unhappy way." Zhuang Zhuang had never gone to school, so he could only explain in simple terms. He was unable to summarize his thoughts.

Xiaoguo was happy that Zhuang Zhuang understood a little of what she was trying to say. She lowered her head to kiss his cheeks encouragingly. "That's very well said. Different people have different opinions about the same thing. The pessimistic ones will only see the pessimistic aspects, but the optimistic ones will often figure out a different viewpoint."

Seeing Zhuang Zhuang's confused look, Xiaoguo explained simply, "This story tells us that we have to learn to live a positive life and know how to resolve some of the not-so-good things in our lives. This way, not only will we be happier, but we will also be more successful… "


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Kapitel 24: Three Days of Heavy Rain

Redakteur: Atlas Studios

Zhuang Zhuang nodded seriously this time. "Mother, I understand now."

The heavy rain lasted for three days. Fortunately, Xiaoguo had cut quite a lot of grass the last time. Otherwise, the little cows would not have finished all the grass by now.

The morning came. After three days of heavy rain, the crisp air now smelled of wet earth. Breathing now felt like a spa session. The cool, clean air was refreshing for one's state of mind. The sky was indeed clear after the storm.

The villagers, who had been kept indoors by the weather, gathered at the entrance of the village to chat. The children could now come out and run about. After Xiaoguo and Zhuang Zhuang finished their breakfast, they left the house. Each of them had a small cow in their hands. Zhuang Zhuang, who was idling the whole day before, even thought of names for the cows. The male cow being led by Zhuang Zhuang was called Big Black, and the female cow with Xiaoguo was called Little White. In fact, Zhuang Zhuang had initially named them as Xiaohu and Xiaohua. But it wouldn't be nice if Mrs. Yang were to hear of this. Therefore Zhuang Zhuang had the names changed to Big Black and Little White. It couldn't be more apt as Big Black had more black spots on its body while Little White had more white spots.

The two of them did not walk up the mountains. Instead, they went to the river on the other side. When they passed the village entrance, someone in the village saw Xiaoguo and called out to her, "Mrs. Jiang! Mrs Jiang!"

Xiaoguo heard someone calling out to her. She stopped to see where the voice was coming from. It was a woman with flushed cheeks, dressed in a patched tunic. She had a thin face with a jutting mouth. Even though her face looked rather gaunt, her physique was rotund.

Xiaoguo recalled her name. She was Li Zhaodi. She had married into Peach Blossom Village in the same year as Xiaoguo. When the women at the village entrance heard Li Zhaodi's shout, they looked up towards the direction of Xiaoguo and started gesticulating and whispering among themselves.

Xiaoguo didn't walk in that direction. She stopped at where she was and said hello before walking on. She wasn't going over there. If she went over towards that group of women, she didn't know what they would say to her. Moreover, Li Zhaodi was the arch enemy of the previous host of this body. Li Zhaodi had wanted to marry Jiang Danhe back then, but he had taken a fancy to Qin Xiaoguo. So Li Zhaodi had no choice but to accept another family's marriage proposal. As they were both married in Peach Blossom Village, Li Zhaodi knew that Jiang Danhe had died in battle. Ever since, she never missed any opportunity she had to taunt Xiaoguo.

As Li Zhaodi watched Xiaoguo turn to leave, her expression changed and she spat. "How shameless! Your man is not around anymore, and you still have the face to wear such fancy clothes."

Li Zhaodi looked at the slim waist in the distance. They had both given birth before, but Qin Xiaoguo was becoming more and more beautiful. Her face was still fair and tender. Even though her long black hair was worn in a random bun, she still looked really good. Whereas for her own hair, all the strands were sticky and had stuck together like a patch of dried grass. Both of them were dressed in patched garments, but somehow Xiaoguo looked like those people in town while she herself looked like she came out from a soil pit.

The woman beside Li Zhaodi quickly tried to fawn on her. "Don't pay attention to her. What's the use of being fancy? Her husband is dead—she's an orphan and a widow. I heard that she relies on picking tree bark for food. She's not as blessed as you. Your man has made a name for himself and has been promoted. You get to receive five taels of silver every month. When the war is over and your man returns, you'll be the wife of an official. Why are you wasting your time on a widow like her?"

Li Zhaodi was feeling indignant at first, but then she thought of her husband, and that brought her an immense sense of pride. That's right, why was she obsessing about her? Qin Xiaoguo was a widow, and her own husband had already been promoted. In the future, he would bring her to live in the county. So what if Qin Xiaoguo was good-looking? Even the good-looking man that Xiaoguo was married to had died young. She had become a widow at such a young age. Fortunately, she had not married Jiang Danhe. Li Zhaodi comforted herself. Otherwise, she would have become a widow.

As the thoughts ran through her mind, Li Zhaodi let out a smug smile on her face. While she listened to the flattery of the woman beside her, Li Zhaodi joined in and gossiped about Qin Xiaoguo with the others. One moment, she referred to Xiaoguo as a widow, and the next, she called her flirtatious. Some men from a family standing nearby were so angry with what they had overheard. How they wished they could slap her. The few women beside Li Zhaodi stopped her from going on, and advised, "After all, her man had made a contribution and saved the general's life. He took the bullet for the general. Even when seeds were distributed in the village, her family got twice as much. You should bear with it."

Li Zhaodi snorted and got up to leave. Many people left right after, leaving only the group of people who were fawning over Li Zhaodi. They stayed around the same spot, continuing with their bootlicking.

When they arrived at the river, Xiaoguo loosened the rope around the cows' necks so that Zhuang Zhuang could watch the calves graze on the grass. Meanwhile, Xiaoguo sat on a rock by the river to rest—she laughed at the sight of Zhuang Zhuang teasing the cows and playing with them. Zhuang Zhuang made flower wreaths for the cow and himself, and then came to Xiaoguo with one in his hand. He put it on Xiaoguo's head. "Mother, you look beautiful."


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