Chapter 1158 A Big Happy Event
"Father, my heart hurts so much, it hurts so much!" Dongfang Wan'er clutched the clothes on her chest tightly, and the smooth fabric was wrinkled by her grasp.
"Father knows, father knows, but Wan'er, people can't be resurrected from death, Zhi'er knows her well, and she will be sad when she sees you like this."
She grabbed Daddy's hand and used all her strength to make his hand tremble, and the steaming medicinal sweat dispersed a few times and landed on her snow-white t-shirt.
She didn't realize it, and still held her father's hand tightly, "Father, if I die, can I meet Zhi'er under the spring?"
Dongfang Mu's hand trembled again, and his face showed a look of panic, and he turned his hand and handed the soup to the waiter, and then said to Wan'er: "Silly child, people die like lights out, and when they reach the ground, it is the loess. A pile, what else is left? The so-called spirit in the sky and knowledge in the spring are nothing but consolation, you must not take it seriously!"
Dongfang Wan'er fell back on the bed in despair, turned her body around, turned her back to her father, "I'm tired."
Dongfang Mu still wanted to persuade her to take medicine, but seeing her situation, she didn't know what to say when she heard hurried footsteps outside.
The housekeeper strode in, gasping for breath, and without the slightest demeanor, he opened his mouth to Dongfang Mu and shouted, "Sir, great news, great news!"
Dongfang Mu frowned: "What a happy event, please be quiet, don't disturb the lady."
Dongfang Mu got up and was about to pull the housekeeper out to speak.
But the housekeeper didn't wait for him to approach, and opened his mouth and shouted: "Miss Baizhi is back, Miss Baizhi is back!" The housekeeper said, his eyes were hot, and he almost burst into tears.
It has been three years, the master and the young lady have become haggard day by day because of the matter of Miss Bai Zhi. He sees it in his eyes and hurts in his heart.
It can also be said that Miss Bai Zhi will never come back, thinking that the tablet in the mourning hall is Miss Bai Zhi's life.
Those eyes that had been closed suddenly opened, and the originally weak body, without knowing where the strength came from, quickly sat up, staring at the housekeeper with a pair of bloodshot eyes: "What did you say? say what?"
The housekeeper hurriedly said: "Master, Miss, it's Miss Bai Zhi who is back. The carriage has entered the gate and is coming this way. It's really her. The old slave saw it with his own eyes." How could he misread it? He just glanced at it and hurried to report it.
Dongfang Mu grabbed the butler's collar and asked anxiously, "Did you read it right? Did you read it right?"
The butler's tears couldn't stop falling: "Master, how could the old slave see it wrong, Miss Bai Zhi looks exactly the same as Miss Bai Zhi! Master, Miss Bai Zhi is back!"
Dongfang Mu loosened the butler's collar, pulled his legs and rushed out. The two maids supported the weak Dongfang Wan'er and hurried out.
Bai Zhi walked quickly, her heartbeat was fast, and she was about to see her relatives. After three years, she finally stood in front of them again.
In the distance, she saw a familiar figure running towards her, and when she saw the person's appearance, her tears couldn't stop falling.
How can the grandfather, who is as bright as a jade mountain, get so old, his head is full of silver threads, his body is not as strong as before, and he looks old everywhere. If he is elsewhere, she hardly dares to recognize it.