Ditsy Wife: Mysterious Husband is Unfathomable Chapter 1177



1177 Reunion after a long separation

Yu qinghuan walked to the entrance of the villa and stopped.

This house had been there for a few years, but it hadn’t changed much. It was almost the same as when she had lived there.

It was a little old, and the flowers and trees around it were a little more lush. That was the smell of time.

She looked at the wall and did not go in.

The person inside saw a touch of red through the floor-to-ceiling window and ran out as if they knew what was going on.

The living room was in a mess. Sheng nanxuan was running in front, looking at her in disbelief.

She lowered her head and looked at them.

Many people had never seen her before. Although they had heard about her from Sheng nanxuan and Yu Qingliu, they were still so surprised that they could not close their mouths.

How could a person who was supposed to be old be so young?

When Yu qinghuan saw Yu Qingping, who was holding onto a walking stick, her eyes paused for a moment before she swept her gaze over the others.

She slowly pursed her lips and did not say anything. She walked in with her head lowered.

The crowd automatically parted, and she walked in with a numb expression.

The decorations in the house had changed a lot. Other than the outline, it was difficult for her to find the shadow of the past.

However, the phonograph was still in the corner.

She walked over and saw an album on it. She placed the needle on it.

The record spun slowly, and Chini’s ethereal voice echoed in the air.

Don’t ask me where I came from.

My hometown is far away

Why wander

Wandering far away

Yu qinghuan couldn’t help but smile-what a good song. This was a question that she had been asking herself for the past twenty years.

Why did they wander? She did not know.

She slowly walked upstairs. The people downstairs looked at her but did not disturb her. They just watched her go upstairs.

She had lived here before. This used to be her territory, and she was the only young lady of the Yu family.

She held the handrail of the stairs and seemed to return to the time when she had her parents who doted on her, her elder brother, her kind sister-in-law, and her rebellious brother, Hanhan, who occasionally had a few cousins. Everyone treated her like a treasure.

Who knew that she would encounter such hell at her high-spirited age?

Yu qinghuan walked down the stairs and lowered her head, her tears falling to the ground.

Yingying hadn’t cried in many years.

She had thought that she had forgotten the taste of crying, but now she finally remembered.

She raised her head and her face was already covered in tears.

The last time she was here, she didn’t take the usual route. This time, she arrived at Wu surong’s bedroom based on the route in her memory.

Standing at the door, she raised her hand and knocked. She remembered that in the past, she would occasionally eavesdrop on her parents ‘loving voices.

There was no response from inside the room. She pushed the door open and saw Wu surong sitting on the rocking chair with a photo album in her arms. She had presbyopic glasses on her eyes and looked old.

She walked over. Wu surong seemed to sense something and slowly raised her head.

Wu surong wasn’t surprised since she had already seen her once. She was very happy to see her walking closer and closer, and a surprised smile appeared on her face.

Yu qinghuan stopped in her tracks and squatted down in front of her. She looked at her like a child and said, ” “Mother!”

After she shouted, her tears flowed even more, like a slippery tap that could not be stopped.

Pa!

The photo album in Wu surong’s hand fell to the ground.

She hugged Yu qinghuan, crying and laughing at the same time. “Qinghuan, you’re back? It’s good that you’re back, Yingying. Otherwise, I’m afraid I won’t be able to see you again.”

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Yu qinghuan leaned on her and hugged her tightly, crying non-stop.

“Mom, do you really believe that this is me?” She asked.

Wu surong nodded. she’s my daughter. I know her.

Yu qinghuan held her dry hand and cried until her eyes were burning. “I’m sorry, Yingluo.”

I’m sorry, I should have come back earlier. I shouldn’t have made you wait so long.