Transmigrated Leftover Woman in Rural Style

Back at her place, Chu Lin smashed things in anger. She was unwilling to accept it. Wei Yu had never seemed so distant from her before. From childhood to adulthood, no matter what mistakes she made, Wei Yu had never taken them seriously.

Li Xiaonuan, it's all Li Xiaonuan's fault. If it weren't for that bitch, Wei Yu wouldn't have treated her like this. She's just a country girl who looks like her, and she was even dumped by her fiancé.

Hmph, just you wait and see. She just managed to latch onto Prince Jing's coattails, thinking she's all that. Once Prince Jing is gone, let's see how Li Xiaonuan escapes her grasp. You really can't underestimate this country bumpkin; she even managed to seduce Prince Jing.

Over there, Chu Lin was throwing things in frustration. Over here, Wei Yu was staring blankly at the two handkerchiefs and the jade pendant on his desk. They were returned by Li Xiaoyang when he came to collect the money from the purchase of the son.

Prince Jing has already sent word that he has taken full charge of the nautical charts. As for Wei Yu, he just needs to get his tasks done as quickly as possible. After all, the deadline for delivery is fast approaching.

The thought of the mission filled Wei Yu with frustration. He'd been in the prefectural city for almost two years and still hadn't made any discoveries. Although the person who gave him the mission had only told him to do his best, without requiring him to complete it, he still felt uneasy.

But for a perfectionist like Wei Yu, failing to complete a task is a heart-wrenching experience. Thinking of those two people who had vanished more than a decade ago, Wei Yu felt utterly powerless. His last thought was that the two had perished, which was why they were unable to find them.

They clearly knew they came this way, but several groups of people came and still couldn't find any trace of them. As a specially trained professional, Wei Yu had already made up his mind, but he was still unwilling to accept it.

Anyway, since I'm here, I'll keep looking. Consider it a consolation to myself; I've done my best, so I have no regrets.

Regardless of Wei Yu and his group's concerns, Li Xiaonuan remained relaxed and carefree. Taking advantage of her leg injury, she planned to go into seclusion to expedite the task assigned by Prince Jing. However, the Su family didn't want her to overwork herself. Therefore, they had Xiao Yang help her stroll around the village every day.

This was the first time Li Xiaonuan had the leisure to appreciate Xinzhou Village, and she made many discoveries. For example, in this area where they lived, besides the Li family who had settled there fifteen years ago after fleeing famine, there was another family surnamed Zhao.

That family lived in the southeast corner of the Li family's house, separated from the Li family by Aunt Zhou's family. That household consisted of only a mother and son; the mother, due to burns, always wore a face mask. But judging from her exposed eyebrows and eyes, it wasn't hard to tell she had once been a beauty.

The boy was two years older than Li Xiaonuan. When they were little, Li Xiaonuan loved to follow him around calling him "brother." But that brat was aloof and never paid any attention to Li Xiaonuan. Of course, he didn't know how to get along with other children either.

In Li Xiaonuan's eyes, he was a freak. Perhaps because the child's dignity was challenged, Li Xiaonuan pestered the boy named Zhao Wangchuan every day. Tired of being pestered, the boy had to find things for Li Xiaonuan to do, such as teaching her to read and write.

Children from mountain farms can't sit still for long. But to earn her older brother's praise, the little girl gritted her teeth and persevered. Although her studies weren't very effective due to her lack of ambition, she could still manage to memorize the Three Character Classic.

And so, Li Xiaonuan began her daily routine of reporting to the Zhao family. The Zhao family lived a comfortable life; she'd heard they were orphans of a landlord's family or something. So, every time Li Xiaonuan went there, she could enjoy delicious tea, fruit, and snacks.

As time went by, two more tails appeared behind Li Xiaonuan: Li Xiaoyang and Zhou Jingjing. However, this only lasted until Li Xiaonuan was eleven years old. That year, Zhao Wangchuan left a letter and ran away from home.

Seven years passed without a trace. Aunt Zhao fell ill and was bedridden because of this. For the first two years, Li Xiaonuan would visit and keep Aunt Zhao company. Later, Aunt Zhao fell ill and refused to see anyone again.

She entrusted all her daily needs to a couple of servants. That couple diligently cared for her for seven years. At the beginning of this year, I heard that Aunt Zhao's health had improved somewhat, but I don't know if it's true.

Passing by the Zhao family's house, Li Xiaonuan hesitated for a long time before deciding not to knock on the perpetually closed door. She wasn't the original owner of this body and didn't know how to interact with the people inside.

The bright red couplets pasted on the gate showed that Aunt Zhao's health had indeed improved considerably. Thinking back to his memory, Zhao Wangchuan had instructed Li Xiaonuan the day before he left:

"If I ever travel far away from home, you must come and visit my mother often, okay? When I come back, I will bring you lots and lots of fun things."

At that moment, Li Xiaonuan looked up with her innocent smile and asked naively, "Brother Wangchuan, where are you going? Can I go with you?"

Zhao Wangchuan patted her head, a rare occurrence for him, and replied with a smile, "Silly girl, if you come with me, who will keep my mother company? Tell me, would you like to come and keep her company?"

Li Xiaonuan smiled shyly, pursed her lips and thought for a while before saying, "Okay, then I'll come and keep Auntie company every day. But Brother Wangchuan, could you please not stay for so long? Just stay for ten days, no, just two days and come back, is that alright?"

Zhao Wangchuan looked into the distance and solemnly replied, "Yes, brother promises you, I will come back as soon as possible."

At the time, Li Xiaonuan thought that Zhao Wangchuan wouldn't leave so quickly, and that she still had time to discuss it with Aunt Zhao. Who knew that Zhao Wangchuan would leave that very night and remain gone for several years.

From then on, Li Xiaonuan kept her promise to Zhao Wangchuan, visiting the Zhao family almost every day to keep Aunt Zhao company. At first, Li Xiaonuan did manage to divert some of Aunt Zhao's attention. During that time, under Aunt Zhao's tutelage, Li Xiaonuan even learned quite a bit.

Two years later, Aunt Zhao fell ill and refused to see guests, so Li Xiaonuan never saw her again. It was also around that time that the Li family experienced a change in fortune and no longer had time to visit her. During this period, the old servant of the Zhao family would send chicken, duck, fish and other meats to the Li family.

Later, after Li Xiaonuan got engaged, she no longer thought about going to the Zhao family. The reason is unknown to the current Li Xiaonuan; it was probably sealed away by the original owner of this body. However, from her memories, it's not hard to see that the former Li Xiaonuan harbored feelings for Zhao Wangchuan. She was just too young to realize it at the time.

As memories resurfaced, Li Xiaonuan couldn't help but wonder why Zhao Wangchuan had run away from home back then. How could he bear to leave behind his widowed mother, with whom he depended on each other, and how could he bear to let his only relative worry about him?

But none of that matters anymore. Seven years—if it weren't for some misfortune, he should have returned long ago. If something truly terrible had happened, how could Aunt Zhao bear the blow? Everything is too cruel. I hope Zhao Wangchuan can return soon.

At this moment, Wei Lu, known as Aunt Zhao, was holding a letter and weeping uncontrollably. Seven years had passed, and her son, whom she thought would never return, had finally sent word. The letter said that her son was doing well, but he missed his mother.