White tea legend

Chapter 165 Relief
The husband and children sat around the dining table, enjoying a simple but warm dinner. The firewood in the kitchen ran out, so Shen went to the yard to get firewood.

Just as she bent down to pick up a bundle of dead branches, she suddenly saw two figures standing silently in the yard.

Mrs. Shen looked up and immediately recognized one of them as her biological son Shijun.

She was so excited that she put down the firewood in her hand, stepped forward and hugged Shijun tightly, her tears flowing down uncontrollably.

Shijun was puzzled by this sudden display of emotion. He frowned, trying to understand the excitement of the woman in front of him.

Mrs. Shen sobbed, her voice choked with sobs: "Jun'er, it's you, my son. Over the years, I have thought about you day and night, but I never expected to see you again today."

Shijun was puzzled. He had been abandoned since he was a baby, and now he had grown into an adult of sixteen or seventeen years old. How could Mr. Shen in front of him recognize him at a glance?
Mrs. Shen wiped away her tears and told him: "Although I have no choice but to leave you behind, I often dream about you in my heart. In my dreams, my son looks like this."

She wondered if this was all just another dream.

The doubts in Shijun's heart were still unresolved. He asked Shen: "Back then, why didn't you want me? Why did you abandon me?"

Mrs. Shen cried and recounted the past events.

It turned out that she had been suffering from domestic violence after marrying Shijun's father.

Once she was beaten so hard that she fled back to her parents' home with her newborn Shijun. However, Shijun's father chased her to her parents' home and not only beat and kicked her, but also ruthlessly snatched Shijun from her arms.

"I have no choice, I can't protect you." Shen's voice was full of endless regret and pain, and her body was shaking from crying.

Shijun listened to Shen's narration, and the anger and doubts in his heart gradually subsided.

He looked at the fragile yet strong woman in front of him and felt the pain and helplessness she had endured for many years.

Shijun stood in Shen's courtyard with mixed feelings in his heart.

His resentment towards his mother, which had weighed heavily on his heart for many years, was finally released in this moment of sadness and understanding.

Shen's tears and narration were like the drizzle in spring, washing away the anger and misunderstanding in Shijun's heart.

"Mother, I...I don't hate you anymore." Shijun's voice was trembling, and his eyes were filled with tears.

When Ms. Shen heard this, she seemed to be reborn. She hugged her son tightly, and the two hugged each other in front of the door and cried.

In the past years, Shijun always asked himself why his mother abandoned him and why she made him suffer the indifference and injustice of the world. But now, as the truth was revealed layer by layer, he finally understood that everything Shen did back then was not out of his original intention, but to save his life.

"Mother, I should have come to look for you earlier, I should have understood your difficulties earlier." Shijun confessed, his heart full of guilt.

"Son, how did you recruit your mother? Where are you going now?" asked Shen.

Shijun wanted to speak but stopped.

On the side, Xiao Qing said: "Mr. Shen, Shijun..."

Shijun stopped Xiaoqing.

Only then did Mrs. Shen see a young woman standing next to her son.

The young lady seemed to have something to say, but Shijun wouldn't let her.

"Miss Qing, please take me back! My wish has been fulfilled and I have no regrets. Thank you."

Shijun had a look of understanding on his face.

"it is good."

Mrs. Shen looked at her son and Xiaoqing and asked in confusion: "Shijun, you finally found your mother, are you leaving so soon? Shijun, where are you going?"

Shen cried and shouted.

Her husband and children heard the sound and ran out of the house. They saw Shen alone crying in the yard, wondering what happened to Shen.

Shijun and Xiaoqing have returned to the sky. Shijun looked at his mother crying on the ground, and his heart felt like a knife.

"Why don't you let me tell your mother that you committed a murder..."

"If you tell me, won't it only make her more sad?"

Shijun has solved the mystery in his heart, knows the cause and effect in the past, and has no hatred but love for his mother. How can he be willing to let his mother feel sorry for him?

The two of them just drifted back to the cell.

In the cell, several officials were busy around Xiaoqing's body.

They moved her carefully, but were surprised to find that her body was stiff and motionless.

An officer frowned and leaned over to investigate the situation. He stretched out his rough fingers and touched the side of Xiaoqing's neck, trying to find signs of life.

"How could this be? Could it be that she has gone to hell?" Another official asked worriedly.

They looked at each other with confusion and worry in their eyes.

In this dark and damp cell, death was not uncommon, but Xiaoqing's situation seemed particularly abnormal, with no signs of struggle or pain before death.

"Go and ask for the prison doctor!" the leading officer ordered. One person left quickly, and the remaining officials waited uneasily beside Xiao Qing, secretly speculating on various possibilities.

Soon, the prison doctor hurried over. He was an experienced old man who often had the ability to rejuvenate patients in prison.

He carefully checked Xiaoqing's pupil reaction, opened her eyelids, took her pulse and thought for a long time. The entire cell fell into a dead silence, as everyone waited for his diagnosis.

Finally, the prison doctor slowly spoke: "She is not dead, but her body is strangely stiff and unable to move for some reason."

Hearing this, the officials breathed a sigh of relief. As long as they were not dead, they could deliver.

"What's going on?" Shijun panicked when he saw the officers carrying Xiaoqing's body out of the cell.

Xiao Qing said calmly: "Shijun, please go back to your body first. I'll be fine. Don't worry, I won't let anything happen to you. You are a filial son. You killed your father because he deserved to die. I I will try to save you."

Shijun didn't understand how Xiaoqing could save him as a prisoner, but when he thought that Xiaoqing could leave his body and take him to find his mother, he thought he was not an ordinary person, so he became hopeful.

Xiaoqing sent Shijun's soul back to his body, and hurriedly went to find his own body.

Her body has been returned to Lu Yu Thatched Cottage.

"Not good." Xiaoqing's heart sank.

Bai Cha and Xuan Feng looked at Xiao Qing on the bed, feeling helpless.

"Sister, where has Xiaoqing's soul gone? You are so disobedient!"

"I'm coming."

Xiaoqing shouted, floating from the air to the body on the bed.

On the bed, Xiaoqing's body suddenly trembled. With a deep breath, Xiaoqing slowly opened her eyes, as if returning from a distant place.

Her soul finally returned to her body, and the power of life flowed through her body again.

"Sister..." Xiaoqing got up from the bed and knelt in front of Bai Cha.

"Sister, I...I'm sorry, but what I did was excusable..."

"Did you leave your body to do something bad?" It was Xuanfeng who asked.

"What I did this time was a good thing!" Xiao Qing said.

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