Farmer Lady of Fortune, Imperial Concubine, Don't Be Too Sweet

Chapter 58

Why despair?

Author: 橙子澄澄

Source: Instadoses

The door opened.

Axiu was barefoot, not even wearing a coat.

Wanrong, who also followed behind out of the hall, was shocked when she saw Grandma Liu, looking like a madwoman, in the doorway.

"What's wrong with Nannan?" Axiu asked.

"Axiu, let Nannan be here. I came to take her home." Grandma Liu's eyes looked straight at the cottage, went past Axiu and entered, shouting as she went, "Nannan, Nannan, come out quickly. Why are you still hiding? Go home with me. Nannan-"

"Where is she? Where is she hiding? Axiu, have you hidden Nannan from me? Wanrong, quickly call Nannan out. This child, she doesn't even know that the family has been worried." After searching everywhere, Grandma Liu looked at Wanrong and forced out a smile, her eyes bloodshot.

"Aunt…" Wanrong panicked. What had happened?

At the door, people came running one after another, creating a lot of noise.

It was the village chief with some villagers, and the two brothers Liu Zhixia and Liu Zhiqiu.

Everyone could be described as a mess, especially the brothers, who were bloodless, their eyes black and blue with exhaustion, swollen, red bloodshot.

"What's happened to Nannan?" Gazing at the two of them, Axiu asked again.

Liu Zhiqiu's eyes suddenly reddened even more. His lips trembled when he answered, "Nannan, Nannan fell into the Qinghe River. We couldn't find her. Axiu, we can't find my sister. She's gone, woohoohoo!"

His lapels were suddenly grabbed tightly, and he met Axiu's dark, bottomless eyes as he bit word by word, "Take, me, go!"

The adults had no time for the children and ran into the courtyard, wanting to calm down Grandma Liu first.

Wanrong got to learn what had happened to Nannan from the snippets and felt wobbly.

That kind, sweet, little baby, was gone?

It's not true. It can't be!

If something happens to Nanna, then Xiu'er…

Wanrong looked up in panic, and saw no trace of Axiu at the entrance of the courtyard.

The Qinghe River was still crowded with people.

After they were fished ashore, Liu Dalin and Liu Erlin lay on the ground gasping for breath, their eyes hollow and deathly still.

Everyone around was sympathetic and mournful.

Axiu didn't look at anyone and followed the spot where Liu Zhiqiu pointed.

Why cry? Why despair?

His Shengsheng must be alright.

There was a small hollow in the pile of hay where Shengsheng was hiding last night, and the hole was ripped open, revealing a gap.

Axiu turned around and walked to the river, the whole time without ever showing a single expression, seemingly very calm.

Calm to the point of cold-bloodedness.

Liu Zhiqiu and Liu Zhixia followed him. They didn't know why, but seeing him like this, their chaotic hearts were strangely calm, feeling a glimmer of hope in the midst of their despair.