Transmigrated as the Cannon Fodder Spouse of the Disabled Beauty - Chapter 29

The grandmother was finally being discharged. After staying in the hospital for a full week, the doctor had repeatedly instructed her to take care of her health and avoid anger or agitation before finally granting her permission to leave.

The car to pick up Grandma had already departed. Having just received the news, Xu Luo rushed to the supermarket to buy a large quantity of colorful paper pull-flowers, intending to decorate the room to celebrate Grandma’s homecoming.

Stepping onto a stool, Xu Luo attempted to cover the walls with the various colored decorations. While busy, she felt a sudden itch on her calf. She spun around, but saw nothing; there was only Song Yunran standing behind her, head down, focused on unpacking the decorations.

Noticing her gaze, Song Yunran looked up and asked, “Do you need a flower?”

As she spoke, she held one up.

Xu Luo took it, but her eyes remained fixed on her.

“Do you need another?” Song Yunran handed over a second one.

This time, Xu Luo didn’t take it. She asked, “Did you just touch me?”

Song Yunran denied it: “No.”

Xu Luo didn’t believe her. “There’s no one else here besides you.”

Song Yunran smiled and said, “There is indeed no one else here but me, but it’s also possible that your senses are mistaken, Luoluo, isn’t it?”

Xu Luo thought that made sense and dropped the issue, returning to sticking the flowers.

Before she could finish sticking one down, she felt that itch on her calf again. She turned back and looked at Song Yunran once more. Song Yunran naturally understood why she was looking and said with a hint of helplessness, “It really wasn’t me.”

Xu Luo hopped down from the stool and leaned in close to Song Yunran, her face almost pressed against the other’s, “interrogating” her: “Is it really not you?”

After her “interrogation,” she mumbled, “It’s not like I won’t let you touch me. If you did it, just admit it!”

Her skin was as white and smooth as fish skin; if it weren’t her own body, she would want to touch it too, she thought proudly.

Song Yunran sighed.

She lifted her eyes slightly, making no effort to hide the innocence in her gaze.

Her eye color was on the lighter side; when she focused her gaze on someone, it carried a natural sense of tenderness. Xu Luo’s eyes were very dark, like two translucent black grapes; her lively nature gave them a spiritual, shimmering quality.

When Song Yunran looked up, she found Xu Luo looking down at her. Their gazes collided abruptly, and both froze for a moment. Suddenly, it felt as if the air was flowing softly and slowly.

“How is the decorating… going?”

Auntie Li, who had been called by Xu Luo to help, saw this scene the moment she stepped into the room. She braked hard, realized the situation, and slowly raised her hand to cover her eyes. After a moment’s thought, she retreated back into the courtyard, leaving the private space to the two legal spouses.

Xu Luo: “…” Song Yunran: “…”

Um, why did Auntie Li retreat? What did she think we were doing?

Xu Luo fell silent for a moment. She leaned her body forward, resting her head softly on Song Yunran’s shoulder, burying her face there. “Ugh, I suddenly feel a bit… embarrassed.”

Embarrassed?

Song Yunran pondered the word.

She had thought that such an emotion didn’t exist in Xu Luo’s dictionary.

As both were immersed in their own thoughts, Xu Luo suddenly felt her calf itching again. She didn’t pull her head away from Song Yunran’s shoulder, keeping it buried, but she reached out and patted Song Yunran’s back: “Hey… I’m focusing on being embarrassed right now, so don’t touch me at a time like this.”

The response she received was a sound from by her feet—

“Meow~”

Xu Luo went silent. After a long pause, she turned around to see Xiao Huang sitting by her feet, tail held high, swiping it back and forth against her calf.

Oh.

So it was the cat.

Xu Luo: “…”

By the time Grandma Fu arrived home, Xu Luo had barely managed to finish the decorations. She stood happily at the courtyard gate to welcome her. Grandma Fu cooperated by going through the entire celebration routine and then thanked Xu Luo affectionately: “Thank you, that was hard work.”

Xu Luo, of course, didn’t think it was hard work. She liked Grandma Fu; seeing her return in good health made her so happy that she couldn’t possibly feel tired.

Seeing the sickly pallor leave Grandma Fu’s face, Xu Luo’s desire to do something for her surged. She wanted to peel some fruit for her, but the older woman politely declined.

“I have something I want to discuss with the Young Miss,” Grandma Fu said.

Song Yunran was standing right there when she said this, so she heard it and glanced at Grandma Fu.

Xu Luo couldn’t tell what information was exchanged in that look between master and servant. After the look, Song Yunran said, “Mhm, let’s go to my room.”

Then the two of them went up to the third floor.

Xu Luo watched them leave and ended up eating the fruit she had prepared for Grandma Fu herself.

After finishing a bunch of grapes, Xu Luo was debating whether to eat an apple when she heard a car horn outside. She peeked out and saw a familiar small van. The van was a standard white color with the large characters “Yitian Moving” printed on the side.

Is it that Zhang Kai again?

Xu Luo was slow to realize the sordid intentions Zhang Kai had toward her, but she instinctively disliked the man, finding him strange and unsettling.

Seeing that familiar van parked at the gate, she curled her lip, feeling like her apple had lost its sweetness.

She didn’t plan on going out to deal with it and instead curled up on the sofa to play on her phone.

Grandma Fu heard the horn and came downstairs, passing Xu Luo and walking into the courtyard.

Xu Luo glanced over and realized Grandma Fu was heading toward the van. When she opened the gate, a young man stepped out of the driver’s seat.

It wasn’t Zhang Kai.

The young man getting out of the van was not Zhang Kai.

Xu Luo didn’t know that Zhang Kai was currently lying in the hospital, unable to work, so the Yitian company had sent another employee to handle the moving tasks in the North Street area.

This Yitian employee had been called by Grandma Fu to move some items to her home in the suburbs.

Before being hospitalized, Grandma Fu had called someone to move her television to the villa; after being discharged, she was now moving things she had purchased back to her own house.

Grandma Fu was preparing to resign from her job at the villa.

This was exactly what she had just discussed with Song Yunran.

It was an unavoidable situation; her health had deteriorated to a point where she could no longer care for her employer. Staying would only make her a burden.

Grandma Fu had stated her request, and Song Yunran hadn’t agreed immediately, saying only that she needed to think about it. But Grandma Fu believed the matter was essentially settled given the circumstances, so she had called a mover to take her less-used belongings back first.

Now, Xu Luo watched as the stranger moved a worn-out box out of Grandma Fu’s room, walking past her in silence.

Her gaze followed the mover instinctively.

This new mover was different from Zhang Kai; he wasn’t the type who liked to chat with the employer’s family. In his code of conduct, there was no room for socializing at work. Xu Luo watched him move the box to the truck, secure it, and hop down, preparing for a second trip.

Then he was blocked by Grandma Fu.

Xu Luo looked at Grandma Fu with confusion. What’s wrong?

The confusion in the mover’s heart was likely no less than Xu Luo’s. He stopped and looked at the elderly woman.

The old woman was still in a daze; her act of blocking the mover seemed like an unconscious move. Realizing the mover’s puzzled gaze, her body trembled, and her lips quivered.

“You… young man, you…” The old woman was losing her composure. In fact, she had been in a state of shock since the moment she first saw the mover, which was why she had been standing in a daze in the courtyard for so long.

She spoke incoherently: “Young man, do you… do you know an elderly woman named You Mei?”

You Mei?

Xu Luo, who was about to walk into the courtyard, paused.

Was that the friend Grandma Fu mentioned?

Yes—in Grandma Fu’s eyes, this mover bore a striking resemblance to the friend in her memories!

The old woman was anxious, her eyes trembling as she looked at him.

“I have a friend, her name is You Mei. You and her… you and her…” Separated for over forty years, having traveled through more than a hundred cities, the old woman had been searching. She had experienced countless disappointments. Now, a face similar to the one in her memory appeared before her. Agitation, fear, joy, urgency… in a mixture of a hundred emotions, she was almost at a loss for words. “You and her look… look…”

Meeting the old woman’s earnest gaze, the mover fell silent.

After a long time, the mover finally spoke: “Me and her…”

“Do we look very alike?” The mover seemed to know what she wanted to ask.

This was definitely not the tone of someone talking about a total stranger.

As soon as he spoke, Grandma Fu and Xu Luo both froze; they both heard it.

Sure enough, the mover continued: “You Mei…”

He said, “I know of that person.”

!!!

It really was someone related!

Xu Luo was astonished, but Grandma Fu’s reaction was even greater. She even lost control, stepping forward and grabbing the mover’s hand.

His right hand was gripped tightly, but the mover didn’t pull away. He himself had drifted into thought after mentioning the name “You Mei.”

As if sinking into a certain memory, the mover said after a moment: “You Mei is my paternal aunt by blood.”

Oh, so he was a member of You Mei’s family.

“Aunt… Aunt…” Grandma Fu’s expression was somewhere between a cry and a laugh. “So you are her nephew.”

That year, her friend had unexpectedly found her family and told her she was going home.

It was also that year that she returned to her family’s side, and they lost contact ever since.

The tall young man in front of her was the family of her friend.

Grandma Fu slowly regained her composure.

She suddenly felt a sense of relief, as if a long search was finally coming to an end. Her long journey was reaching its destination, and her once passionate pursuit would finally return to peace.

She let go of the young man’s hand, gave a regretful smile, and asked softly: “Did she live a good life after going home?”

Her long search seemed only to be for the purpose of asking this one question.

The young mover looked at her and shook his head: “I’m not sure.”

“Not sure?”

“My aunt never came home.”

“…What?”

The young man said: “My father said that my aunt did not return home.”

The young man had only heard the name “You Mei” for the first time when his father was critically ill and near death. At that time, his father was already delirious, constantly muttering that name with a heart full of regret.

Over forty years ago, a couple had accidentally found news of their daughter who had gone missing many years prior. At that time, the government arranged a meeting for them. But the couple was very apprehensive because they had lost their daughter for too long. They had already moved on from the grief and started a new life; everything was moving forward.

They had a second child, and the pain of the past had been healed by time. The family was very happy now, and they didn’t know how to accept this child they had once poured all their love into, nor did they have the confidence to maintain a balance.

“But my aunt didn’t return to that home. She only came back to see what her parents looked like; that was her wish.”

“After seeing them, she left. She said she had somewhere else to go.”

The young man was also relaying his father’s account. Regarding this matter, his father had always been full of regret, feeling that his own birth had made his sister not want to return. Furthermore, when his sister left, he hadn’t spoken up to ask her to stay for various reasons, which caused him to regret it for the rest of his life.

“Meimei… didn’t go home?” Grandma Fu’s heart, which had originally felt relieved, was thrown into chaos again. She was bewildered. “Then where did she go?”

The mover replied: “I don’t know.”

He truly didn’t know.

On the third floor, by the window.

Song Yunran leaned her head on her hand, quietly watching the three people in the courtyard, her gaze calm and emotionless.

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