Crazy childhood sweetheart always thinks of me

Chapter 94 If someone dares to poison me, I won't let him go

When I got back to the place where the horse went crazy, my father was wrapped in a thick blanket and looking at my mother, with only his eyes showing. My mother saw me and complained, "I told you not to get off the carriage, so where did you go? Where is the carriage?"

I was carrying two bags I had picked up from the wagon: "The horse went crazy and ran off the cliff."

My mother looked at me in disbelief. To be honest, I couldn't believe what I heard either. But I didn't want to make them worry. Anyway, that Junhua had drugged Yun Hance. With Yun Hance's cruel and crazy personality, she probably wouldn't live long.

My mother touched my arms and face, and suddenly screamed, "Ah, why is there blood on your skirt?"

I looked down. Alas, maybe I was too focused on strangling the beautiful woman, and two drops of her blood splashed on my body. I patted the hem of my skirt and said, "It's okay. Maybe I accidentally scratched something. Anyway, it doesn't hurt."

My mother questioned me and my father sneezed. My mother didn't bother to figure out whether what I said was true or not and immediately went to buy a carriage.

When we were sitting in the carriage, my mother suddenly asked me, "What happened just now? Why did the horse go crazy for no reason?"

I looked sincere, but my mother was not easy to fool: "The horse was drugged and ran crazy to the edge of the cliff. There was a man in black waiting there. She probably hated me and wanted to kill me."

I said it calmly, and my face was calm, as if the life-and-death situation had nothing to do with me. But my mother was not calm: "How could she do this? Is there no law in this world? She deserves to have a rotten face and no one wants her."

I didn't want to say anything more. I closed my eyes and leaned against the carriage, feeling sleepy. But my mother pulled me. Maybe it was because she was suffering a lot during this period. Grandpa's illness, Dad's cold, and the travel all the way made her mentally collapsed. Suddenly, she heard that I was almost killed. It was hard for her to calm down: "How are you? Are you hurt?"

I slowly opened my eyes and asked, "Do I look injured?"

My mother still looked me up and down with concern, and finally she broke down and almost cried: "Ranran, you have been like this since you were a child. You never complained when you were wronged or bullied. Last time you were slapped, you refused to tell me how you got the wound on your neck. Do you think I don’t know? You went to the palace with her without saying a word, and you almost died. You have always been like this, and you never tell me when you encounter problems. You say you are okay? There are men in black here, how can you be okay as a little girl?”

I rarely see my mother like this. She is usually either angry or on the way to being angry. She is usually happy when Yun Hance is around. She looks at me and my father with disgust, so much so that she breaks down and cries, and my father and I look at each other in an instant.

My father shrank his neck and hugged my mother in confusion: "Mianmian, don't cry. Ranran is disobedient, just scold her and don't make yourself angry."

My mother had already fallen into my father's arms and was crying. When she heard this, she pushed my father away and said, "Who are you? She is not obedient? She is just too obedient. But you..."

My father's misfortune came too suddenly. He was pushed against the carriage and without hesitation closed his eyes and pretended to faint. My mother was originally furious, but when she saw my father fainted, she twisted his thigh in anger and said, "You keep pretending, keep pretending..."

My father gritted his teeth and continued to pretend to be dead. I had a smile on my lips. My mother finally stood with her hands on her hips and looked at him angrily, feeling helpless.

After walking for three days and two nights, when we arrived at Yuanxi, the snow was very thick. Yuanxi is located in the south of the Yangtze River, where it rarely snows and the weather is not too cold. So when I first entered the city, I saw white roofs and few footprints on the snow. I was unfamiliar with Yuanxi and didn't feel any familiarity at this moment.

My mother urged the carriage to go faster and even stuffed a gold ingot into the cart.

After walking for a while, we finally arrived at my grandfather's house. My uncle was already waiting at the door wearing a thick moon-white cloak. When the carriage stopped, my mother was the first to jump out of the carriage and asked anxiously, "How is Daddy?"

My uncle's face didn't look good, and his white cloak made him look even paler: "The situation is not optimistic."

My father and I got off the carriage. My uncle glanced back and immediately led us inside: "If Dad could see Sister and Ranran, he would get better soon."

As he spoke, a smile appeared on his face.

My mother followed him briskly, but when she was going up the stairs, she slipped and almost fell. Fortunately, my uncle was very strong and quick-witted, so he pulled my mother and said, "Sister, don't be too impatient. Daddy thinks everything is fine."

When I saw my grandpa, I saw this skinny old man lying on the bed, stretching out his wrinkled hands with bulging veins, smiling at me. I smiled as well and walked over. At that moment, tears rolled down my cheeks: "Grandpa, how come you are so thin?"

Grandpa stroked the tears on my face with one hand. His calloused hands were as rough as a blunt knife, cutting my flesh inch by inch, but he answered irrelevantly: "Ranran, Grandpa misses you."

I lay on the bed, and suddenly I felt a sense of life and death. Grandpa patted my head lovingly and said, "Don't be sad, Ranran. Grandpa will be cured of all your illnesses just by looking at you."

I nodded desperately, and my mother gave me an unhappy look: "Your grandpa is just sick, why are you crying so sadly?"

I wiped my face and forced a smile, "Grandpa, you must get better soon. I want to go out and learn horse riding."

Grandpa's gray beard trembled with laughter: "Okay, as long as Ranran likes to learn."

I quietly placed one hand on my grandfather's wrist and saw his pulse was slow and weak. I then carefully observed his face, which was pale with a hint of illness.

I thought about it for a while, and suddenly a guess came to my mind.

At this moment, a servant, the most useful old servant by my grandfather's side, Zhong Bo, brought a bowl of medicine over and said, "Master, it's time to take the medicine."

My mother immediately put a pillow under my grandfather's head. I smiled and took the medicine bowl with both hands: "Uncle Zhong, let me do it. You go and rest first."

Uncle Zhong was about the same age as my grandfather, with a smile on his face, looking a lot younger than my grandfather: "I'm glad you're home, young lady. I've always missed you, especially last year when you didn't come back. I..."

As he spoke, he wiped his tears with his sleeve. I was puzzled for a moment. Uncle Zhong was originally a taciturn person, so why was he so talkative today?

But he didn't look like he was acting, so I comforted him and my grandpa: "I will definitely come to visit you more often in the future, but you have to get better soon."

As I spoke, I looked at Uncle Zhong. He kept his head down, looking very respectful, and the smile on his face was as kind as ever.

I couldn't figure out anything at first, and waited for Uncle Zhong to leave. I put the silver hairpin on my head into the medicine bowl, and my mother's face immediately changed: "Ranran, what are you doing?"

I didn't answer, but just squinted at Yin Zan. If anyone dared to poison the medicine bowl, I would not let him go.