Chapter 53 - Stories of the Past (1/2)

Translator: Atlas Studios  Editor: Atlas Studios

Wen Xinya faced Xia Ruya with a forced smile. “Are you saying I should wait helplessly for my doom?”

Xia Ruya retreated her gaze and said with a look of injustice, “That’s not what I meant. I just think that if you really are innocent, the truth will prevail. There is no need to waste your efforts on that baseless news.”

Wow, look at that 180 degrees change in attitude. Wen Xinya put on an act and thought out loud. “I guess you are right. There’s nothing much I can do at this point.”

Old Mr. Wen got up from the sofa and ordered., “Xinya, help me to the backyard for a walk!”

Wen Xinya stood up with pleasure and supported him by the arm out of the living room.

Wen Xinya looked at the viburnum tree in the backyard. It must have been its blooming season—the white flowers as pure as jade covered the branches fully, giving the viburnum tree a look of elegance and beauty.

While taking a walk with Old Mr. Wen, Wen Xinya said, “Grandpa, I’ve sent you the tonic previously. Have you been eating them?”

When she was asking Du Ruo for tonic remedies, she saw some healthcare remedies and requested for them. She then sent them to Mother Wang for her to help improve Grandpa’s health.

Grandpa had very good health. In her past life when she died, he still remained healthy.

Old Mr. Wen said with a soft smile, “Old Du’s remedies are really great, and they can’t even be bought by common folks. After you’ve spent so much effort to get them for me, how can this old man here not eat them?”

The tonic created from those remedies did not taste bad, unlike the ones made from remedies passed around in markets with the disgustingly bitter Chinese medicine taste. Furthermore, the tonics were pretty effective. In just half a month of consumption, his sleep was visibly better.

Wen Xinya smiled. “I wish Grandpa good health and longevity!”

When Old Mr. Wen arrived under the viburnum tree, he raised his head to take in the amazing view of the pure white flowers that resembled butterflies gathering around the tree. Slowly, he said, “When one is old, he tends to think of the past. Recently, I’ve been recalling your appearance when you were just born.”

Wen Xinya helped Old Mr. Wen on to the bench under the viburnum tree.

Old Mr. Wen was in a daze. He said, “When your mother was pregnant with you, it was really tough for her. Her first four months were spent in bed, and she could not swallow meat even after six months. There were many times when she was close to a miscarriage, but your mother was really strong. She fought hard to keep you.”

This was her first time hearing about her mother. Wen Xinya had mixed feelings for a moment. Thinking of the pain her mother had to go through during pregnancy while her father stayed by the side of another woman who was bearing someone else’s child, Wen Xinya harbored a deep resentment towards Wen Haowen for the first time.

Old Mr. Wen continued, “Your mother went into labor half a month early. At that time, medical studies were not good enough. Although C-section was available in the country, it was deeply rooted in the minds of the people of Z country that only natural births were acceptable. On top of that, there were stories within the country about deaths resulting from C-sections in the past. Your mother insisted on giving birth to you naturally, and I did nothing to object…”

Wen Xinya felt a surge of emotions hit her, and tears welled up in her eyes.