I Got Rich in Period Fiction
Chapter 223: Her Daughter is Still the Imposter

Chapter 223: Chapter 223: Her Daughter is Still the Imposter

Han Xianglan thought further ahead.

Thus, her gaze seemed contemplative.

It was only then that Qiao Qingyu remembered that something indeed was amiss. Logically, Uncle Qiao should have reacted when he heard Han Liuya’s piercing screams that could break through the roof; how could he possibly remain indifferent and continue talking to Han Dazhu.

It was probably because of the incense bag that Han Lishi had burnt. Moreover, that old lady really was quite mysterious.

Qiao Qingyu would not foolishly dismiss such things.

Whether it was science or mysticism, she could now be considered a fusion of both.

At this point, Qiao Zhicai’s eyes darkened a bit. "Han Lishi was always a bit mystical. You can’t say she is a charlatan; she does have some genuine abilities."

Uncle Qiao stated unequivocally, "Let’s end this marriage proposal now, no more dealings with them."

Now, there was no evidence that they were indulging in feudal superstitions, and bringing it up would also implicate Han Xianglan and Qiao Qingyu.

It could backfire on the two of them later, which would be problematic to argue against.

Uncle Qiao had a lot of experience in these matters. Unless you catch someone red-handed, it’s pointless. Besides, even if someone were taken away for feudal superstitions, they would only be lightly reprimanded and released soon afterwards without any serious consequences, only to end up creating deep animosities.

It wasn’t that he feared them; he was wary.

Although Han Lishi was mystical, it was undeniable that over the years, the old lady really had cured many people.

Qiao Zhicai glanced at his wife, and Han Xianglan was also looking at him.

Han Xianglan said, "Let’s follow Big Brother’s advice."

She never liked interacting with the Han Family.

This sworn kinship was recognized by Old Lady He when she was ten, but then she was sold to the Qiao Family by Old Lady He, and no one from the Han Family spoke up for her. Since then, she had given up hope.

However, their relationship became legally that of mother and daughter after the residency registration system was perfected. As the team leader said, legally they were mother and daughter, and in future, she would even have the duty to support Old Lady Han when she grew old.

Old Lady Han wouldn’t actually expect her to provide support, but despite being sworn kin, they were, in reality, mother and daughter. Their interactions were lukewarm. There had been times when Liuya nearly burnt her daughter’s face, and the Qiao Family almost smashed the Han Family. There were a few years without interactions, but after the daughter turned twelve, she always liked running to the Han Family.

Thinking of this, Han Xianglan’s eyes flashed. She was a person of keen mind and often grasped the crux of the issue.

But she couldn’t let her older brother know about such matters.

And she certainly couldn’t let her husband know just yet.

Her husband was not highly educated nor was he a delicate thinker. Not telling him anything was problem-free, but telling him would complicate matters.

When Qiao Qingyu turned twelve, her personality greatly changed, but no one thought it was wrong; everyone thought it was normal.

And now, they still felt Qiao Qingyu was normal.

In any case, as long as it’s one’s own family, any change didn’t seem to be a problem.

So, she began to entertain a bold idea.

Qiao Qingyu noticed Han Xianglan staring at her and thought she wanted her opinion. She hurriedly said, "Mom, don’t worry, I won’t associate with them in the future." Then she added, "But I won’t let this injustice pass unnoticed. You don’t have to worry about it; leave this matter to me."

Qiao Zhicai was about to say something when Qiao Zhiyuan suddenly banged the table, "Good, my grandniece, we’ll leave this matter to you. Your great uncle believes you can handle this beautifully."

Qiao Qingyu, "..."

They really trusted her.

It was getting late, and considering Han Xianglan had just recovered from a serious illness, Uncle Qiao took a flashlight and went home.

Han Xianglan followed her daughter to her bedroom, planning to have a heartfelt chat together tonight.

Qiao Zhicai sent his elder brother back and then secured the door. He stood in the courtyard, his gaze dark and directed towards Lianjiang Village.

Despite his daughter being remarkable, he wasn’t one to be trifled with either. Anyone who dared to scheme against his wife and daughter would never be forgiven by him.

Qiao Genbao shared a similar sentiment, and the father and son headed to the side rooms to discuss further.

Amidst the dead of night, Han Xianglan asked repeatedly about Qiao Qingyu’s situation in Xichuan and finally felt relieved knowing her daughter was faring well.

Mother and daughter lay side by side in bed, their heads close together.

Initially, Qiao Qingyu wasn’t accustomed to it; she had always been independent and seldom so intimate with anyone, but when Han Xianglan pinched her cheek, her rigid body softened.

As Han Xianglan had matters to discuss with Qiao Qingyu, the room’s light remained on, though the door was securely shut.

One fall rain brings the chill; the temperature outside suddenly dropped.

Sister-in-law Qiao had heated the kang bed ahead of time, and lying in pajamas while stretching all limbs was indeed very comfortable.

"Qingyu, you still haven’t remembered how you fell into the water when you were twelve?" Han Xianglan asked softly.

"No, not at all; I don’t have any recollection of it."

With her daughter having no memory of the incident, Han Xianglan hesitated. How should she broach the subject?

She was worried it would frighten her daughter.

After all, the circumstances were bizarre and unbelievable.

Anyone else wouldn’t have thought about it in that direction; only someone as sensitive as she would ponder such matters.

"Mom, why are you suddenly asking me this? Was there really someone who pushed me then?"

"No," Han Xianglan shook her head. "After talking with you on the phone that day, Mom asked around some aunties covertly, and back then, you were indeed alone on that large rock."

Since no one pushed her, then she must have fallen into the river by accident.

But what about that eerie little girl?

Suddenly, Qiao Qingyu’s heart skipped a beat; she recalled something. Although Han Liuya’s features were not prominent as she lay on the kang, her eyes resembled those of the little girl in her dreams.

However, their facial features were different.

Han Liuya had a long face, whereas that little girl had a pointed chin.

No matter how much a girl changes as she grows, a pointed chin won’t turn into a square one.

Unless one undergoes plastic surgery.

"Qingyu, think hard again, are you really sure you remember nothing?" Han Xianglan persisted.

"No, I remember absolutely nothing," Qiao Qingyu responded without hesitation.

Han Xianglan’s gaze revealed a trace of contemplation as she began to rethink everything from start to finish.

She was the goddaughter of Han Lishi, and during festivals when she had to visit, Old Lady He would naturally bring her along. Back then, such matters went unmonitored, so she knew very well.

However, she did not know whether her suspicions had any connection with them.

But one thing was certain, something had possessed her daughter’s body after the drowning incident.

That continued even after she married He Xiuyu and went with him to Xichuan; her daughter was still an imposter.

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