Daily Life in the Countryside After Being Reborn

Chapter 903: Chapter 39: The Lady Is Beyond Reach

How could this happen?

Yezi sat down with difficulty, why was it too late.

He still remembered Xiao Xian’s advice, to help check on Zhu Shijun at Guiyang Hospital while he was on a business trip to the Southwest.

Recently, the old man had been recuperating in a hospital in Guiyang, not in Ge Village, which was what Xiao Xian told Yezi over the phone.

So before returning to Dongnan Miao Village, he made a special trip to Guiyang, and even brought some fruit, intending to visit Zhu Shijun. Upon inquiry, there was no patient named Zhu Shijun in any hospital in Guiyang.

He had no choice but to call back to Ge Village. On the other end, Uncle Er Gouzi said the old man had gone to Yunnan, saying he was helping the local tobacco farmers improve their lives.

This explanation seemed reasonable to Yezi. Mr. Zhu had that kind of personality, and now that Ge Village was wealthy and Xiao Xian was away, it was normal for the old man to want to help the former tobacco farmers.

Since he was in Guizhou, not going home would surely get him nagged to death by Mama. Moreover, Yezi also missed home, his newly born little sister, and her incompetent older brother, had never seen his own sister even once.

After staying at home for a few days, Yezi remembered that he hadn’t visited Red Locust in a good while.

Upon seeing Red Locust, he couldn’t help but pester her to divine. The divination was for Xiao Xian; Yezi wanted to know if her exchange trip to the United States was going smoothly.

Before he left for Guizhou, Xiao Xian had told him that she would be entering an area with inconvenient communication, and if anything happened, they might contact her via the school in about a month.

"Granny, don’t be wrong with the divination. How could something be wrong with Xiao Xian?" Yezi stammered, his eyelid twitching as he spoke.

"Alas, not only does that girl have trouble, but her family’s old man is likely not to fare well either. Their fates are entwined," Red Locust sighed. Life and death are determined by destiny, wealth, and rank by heaven. She could divine others’ fate paths, but couldn’t change them.

"What? Is Granny really like this? I’ll immediately go to Yunnan to find Mr. Zhu," Yezi, regardless of any superstitions, just wanted to head to Yunnan immediately.

"It’s too late," Red Locust Great Wizard shook her head, "Granny never told you, but Xiao Xian and her grandfather’s fate have strange patterns. The two share their joys and hardships. It’s a fate known as ’Linked Descendant’s Destiny.’ This fate pattern would only appear in ancient imperial dynasties. Zhu Shijun’s fate dried up after stepping down early years ago, but it was his little granddaughter who broke his fate pattern a second time. Unfortunately, the cycle of fate, the child’s life, ultimately can’t withstand heaven’s will."

That afternoon, the village chief of Ge Village received a phone call.

The call came from a subsidiary tobacco field of a factory in Yunnan; Mr. Zhu had gone there, had a sudden heart attack, and passed on the way to the hospital.

At that moment, after hearing the news, the village chief stood stunned beside the phone and after a while, let out a cry like a dry howl from his throat.

The villagers were all alarmed, and that night, the whole of Ge Village was brightly lit.

Yezi sat in the old house of the Zhu Family through the night, listening to the elders discussing the old man’s funeral.

Sister-in-law Lian choked up, "We haven’t told Xiao Xian about Mr. Zhu’s passing."

Er Gouzi’s eyes were red, the cigarette burning his fingers without him feeling it, "Who’ll notify Xiao Xian?"

No one answered; no one wanted to break the terrible news to Xiao Xian.

"Xiao Xian is in the United States; for about a month, she can’t be contacted." Yezi’s voice was hoarse; he had contacted Xiao Xian first time, but her dorm phone in the U.S. kept going unanswered.

He also tried to contact Xiao Xian through Huake Institute, but the only one still in communication, Juliet One, had left Cornell University early yesterday.

Yezi felt cold in his limbs, his heart was unease creeping slowly, please don’t, please don’t let something happen to Xiao Xian.

At about six in the Beijing Time afternoon, Zhuo Feng hummed a lullaby while feeding the child, when the farm telephone rang.

"Honey, answer the phone."

Feng Xing responded and picked up the phone.

The baby in his arms had drifted into sweet sleep; Zhuo Feng turned around to find Feng Xing still standing by the phone, neither answering nor questioning, just standing.

"Whose call was it, was it a mistake? Most calls to the farm are from suppliers, but at this hour, it’s past the time for calls."

Feng Xing opened his mouth, but no sound came out.