I Got Rich in Period Fiction
Chapter 294: If ...

Chapter 294: Chapter 294: If ...

Qiao Qingyu’s expression had already darkened.

However, Old Lady He remained silent, though she disliked Mrs. Xu, she genuinely enjoyed hearing what came next.

These two children, when they were young, matched each other like golden boy and jade girl.

Wu Xiucai spoke calmly, his voice gentle, "Qiao Zhicai is my son-in-law, and he treats my daughter very well. The two of them are very happy together, and I am quite satisfied."

Qiao Qingyu’s expression then brightened.

No matter what, Qiao Zhicai was her biological father, and she would never let anyone harm her own father in the slightest, or else what kind of daughter would she be? She would be nothing but an animal.

Such a person, Mr. Wu would also look down upon.

Mrs. Xu curled her lips, muttering indifferently, "What’s the use of regretting now? It’s already too late, everyone should just live their own lives well..."

She looked up and scolded the onlookers, "Hurry up and go home, go and do what you’re supposed to do. What’s there to see?"

In the village, Mrs. Xu held some prestige as she was a midwife. Reportedly, from those aged fifty to those in their teens in nearby areas, many were delivered by her.

Mrs. Xu also knew some traditional Chinese medicine; she could prescribe remedies for common ailments, so nobody would refute what she said.

They also felt that the dignified demeanor of the elder in the yard was somewhat formidable.

So, they all dispersed.

Wu Xiucai remained gentle, "Old Lady He, don’t be nervous. I just want to ask about the two people who sold my daughter years ago. What were they wearing? What did they look like? What accent did they have? Where did they come from? Did they have any distinctive features?"

Wu Xiucai had come prepared and asked everything he wanted to know, and Old Lady He, also prepared, told Wu Xiucai all that she knew, accurately and thoroughly.

Wu Xiucai listened intently, asking many details in between. It really did unearth some things buried in memory.

But the time was too far gone.

Wu Xiucai now understood what had happened back then; the involved parties were either dead or disabled, and even if knowing that those two were sent by that damned woman, what could really be done?

So now, he couldn’t let that damned woman die; he was determined to bring his daughter to her, to let her know that Wu Xiucai had finally found his daughter.

After a while longer of conversation, Wu Xiucai took his leave.

At the doorway, Old Lady He’s voice was hoarse as she looked at Qiao Qingyu, her eyes filled with kindness, "Jade, you are a good girl. Have a good life with Xiu Yu, don’t worry about adult matters, and no need to rush. Once things start in this world, they always develop their own course, right?"

Qiao Qingyu just thought it over and understood what Old Lady He meant, and she smiled, "Grandma He, take care of yourself."

Old Lady He did not say much, there was nothing she was particularly reluctant or anxious about.

The relationship between the two families would soften sooner or later.

Meng Siqi would have to acknowledge it eventually!

...

In Beijing, He Shan had completed his task and returned.

Almost a year had passed, and Meng Siqi hadn’t expected He Shan to bring her such explosive news.

Her second daughter-in-law, Qiao Qingyu, turned out to be the granddaughter of M country’s wealthiest man Wu Xiucai, which meant Han Xianglan was Wu Xiucai’s biological daughter.

It is said that Mr. Wu had been searching for her for over forty years.

Han Xianglan’s real name was not Han Xianglan, but Wu Qianyun.

For a moment, Meng Siqi sat on the couch, not knowing what to say, blankly staring at He Shan. Just as she was about to speak, He Shan stood up seriously and said, "Comrade Meng Siqi, say whatever you want, but don’t deal in ’what-ifs’!"

"If only, if only what?" Meng Siqi asked blankly, not understanding herself at once.

He Shan replied irritably, "You should know what you’re imagining. But I advise you, never speak these thoughts aloud. Nothing has changed between now and then. Whether she is Han Xianglan or Wu Qianyun, she is Qiao Qingyu’s biological mother, the mother-in-law to your beloved youngest son."

Meng Siqi’s expression shifted uncertainly, on one hand marveling at the mysterious twists of fate, and on the other hand finding it all quite unbelievable.

She indeed had been contemplating ’what if.’

Yes, anyone would ponder ’what if.’

What if in those earlier years the Old Lady He hadn’t sold Han Xianglan to Qiao Zhicai to be his bride, today He Shan would be Mr. Wu Xiucai’s son-in-law.

Meng Siqi, "..."

Indeed, it’s useless to speculate. When one starts, it only leaves a sour taste.

But just as He Shan said, one mustn’t dwell on what-ifs.

Regardless of who Wu Qianyun is, her current role as the mother-in-law to her son cannot change.

Unless Qiao Qingyu and He Xiuyu divorce.

But from what she knew, those two were very much in love; her son had visited her naturally on his last business trip to Beijing.

Her son was also very filial, bringing her the things she liked.

And then she keenly noticed a change in her son. He was no longer so serious or unsmiling. His brows were not furrowed.

His steps were light, his eyes and brows were smiling.

The whole atmosphere about him was incredibly gentle. He even played the accordion in his room and hummed while helping with chores.

Whenever he was home, he would almost invariably call Qiao Qingyu each evening.

She accidentally overheard some of the conversation. Oh, how tenderly he spoke—it gave her goosebumps.

He Xiuyu ah, I had no idea you could be this kind of He Xiuyu!

She had lived through her youth; she knew very well what her son’s actions meant.

What could she do with the discomfort in her heart?

Now it seemed that Qiao Qingyu was someone her son treasured above all else. If she spoke badly, her son would truly turn against her.

She wasn’t foolish enough to dampen his spirits at this time.

However, despite her reluctance, what could Meng Siqi do? She had only three children, yet now none were by her side.

And she hadn’t expected that Liu Ge’s lowly daughter would end up living with her little uncle and little aunt for so long.

As for Rongrong, she had regrets too.

She did not like He Xuerong because the child looked too much like her mother. Every time she saw her, she was reminded of the disgrace Liu Ge had brought upon her son and the mockery he faced from everyone.

Her eldest son was so outstanding; he was the kind of man many girls would want to marry.

Back when Liu Ge married her son, it was the Liu Family who had reached above their station.

Yet, she could not believe how shameless and vile that woman could be.

But she swore to heaven, she had never laid a hand on He Xuerong.

However, seeing those bruises on the child had startled her; undoubtedly, they were the work of her own daughter, Juanjuan.

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