Back To The 80s: President's Doted Wife

Chapter 1084: Chapter 1085: Like Your Aunt

After several consecutive days at the market, it finally came to a halt. Cheng Su lay exhausted on the bed, unwilling to move, staring blankly at the ceiling light, lost in thought.

She suddenly missed Qi Taiguo a bit, wondering what he was doing?

However, since it was just a training exercise, there shouldn’t be any danger. Thinking of this, she felt relieved.

The tip of her nose suddenly caught a whiff of burning incense and paper. Cheng Su got out of bed and looked out the window. Someone was crouching at the street corner, setting out a bowl of food with chopsticks, placing an apple on the ground with incense, and burning paper.

This was a roadside offering, common during Tomb Sweeping Day and the Ghost Festival when many people would make such offerings to wandering spirits.

Wandering spirits.

Cheng Su watched the person making offerings in a trance. If her soul hadn’t been tied to this current body, would she have become a wandering spirit, relying solely on these roadside offerings from strangers?

A gust of wind blew through, giving Cheng Su a shiver. She quickly closed the window.

She sat heavily on the bed and looked at the calendar hanging in the room. A date was circled, reminding her of the day.

Yes, tomorrow was Tomb Sweeping Day, and the day after was the day she was abandoned in her previous life.

"Will things develop the same way as in my previous life? Will I be abandoned again?" Cheng Su mumbled, looking at the calendar.

She hoped that in this life, she would grow up loved by her parents and not be abandoned. But if she wasn’t abandoned, where would she be? Would she even exist?

Cheng Su’s heart ached intensely. She didn’t dare to think about it anymore.

Lying on the bed, she pulled the quilt over her head, sinking into a deep sleep, not wanting to think, not wanting to think anymore.

...

The Cheng family.

Old Master Cheng suddenly asked Cheng Yaozong, "Did that girl named Cheng Su come looking for you?"

Cheng Yaozong was taken aback; he had completely forgotten about it. But no one had come looking for him in days, so he replied, "Dad, no, she hasn’t."

"She hasn’t?" Old Master Cheng was momentarily stunned.

"Old man, could it be that she mistook you for a con artist and didn’t dare to come?" Cheng Yaozu laughed, tossing an orange in his hand.

Old Master Cheng’s face darkened, "Do you really think your old man is such a person?"

Still, the girl was quite cautious. Did she really think he was a con artist?

Thinking of this made Old Master Cheng a bit uneasy. People’s vigilance was higher now, but it also meant that trust among people was much less than before.

Indeed, tales of unlocked doors and unattended belongings were just things of the past.

Old Master Cheng sighed.

Cheng Yaozong glared at the fourth brother and said, "Dad, maybe she’s been delayed by something or perhaps she’s already left!"

"Perhaps."

"Dad, is that woman really worth all this attention from you?" Cheng Yaozu said.

"What do you know!" Old Master Cheng glared at him, "You don’t know. She, she looks a bit like your aunt!"

Cheng Yaozong was shocked, "Dad, you don’t mean you think she’s our aunt’s descendant, do you? Does she really resemble her?" If that were the case, they truly had to meet this woman.

Old Master Cheng shook his head, saying, "It’s not that she looks like her, just that her personality. When I look at her, I feel she resembles your aunt very much, her personality really is similar."

The brothers fell silent.

"Dad, aunt’s been gone for so many years, maybe..." Before Cheng Yaozu could finish, Cheng Yaozong kicked him, glaring fiercely.

Old Master Cheng’s face suddenly changed, sighing, "Yes, she’s been gone for so many years, maybe she’s long gone!" he said, looking forlorn, aged, and weary.