Everyone Wants To Pamper The Lucky Daughter
/ Everyone Wants to Pamper the Lucky Daughter Chapter 1487
Chapter 1487: Chapter 1476: Ten Days Later, Regaining Memory, and Returning to Woniu Village Together_1 Chapter 1487: Chapter 1476: Ten Days Later, Regaining Memory, and Returning to Woniu Village Together_1 Ten days later, Woniu Village.
Nestled at the foot of the Qilian Mountains, the quiet and peaceful little village was still thriving with hardworking, honest villagers. Just like in the past, they hunted in the mountains, fished in the river, and lived a simple, happy life.
At noon, beside the clear, shallow river, diligent village women finished their lunches and, chatting and laughing, fetched water, washed dishes, and scrubbed clothes.
A melodious sound of a bamboo flute floated on the breeze. Grandma Liu, who was washing clothes on a stone by the river, subconsciously looked for the source of the music.
A black awning boat sailed downstream, with a dashing and elegant young man standing at the bow, gently holding a bamboo flute, softly playing it.
“Chirp chirp.”
A Little Kingfisher circled above the boat, happily chirping.
Grandma Liu squinted her eyes, looking closely at the Little Kingfisher, and inexplicably felt a familiarity.
After concentrating her thoughts for a moment, she snapped back to her senses, stood up in surprise and excitement, her clothes fell into the water and floated away, but she didn't notice.
Qing Yuan's eyes twinkled, and he leaped from the boat's side, running on the surface of the water, scooping up the clothes, and gracefully landing in front of Grandma Liu.
“You are?”
Both surprised and excited, Grandma Liu grabbed his arm, unable to speak in coherent sentences.
“Grandma, I am Qingluo.”
Qing Yuan winked playfully, and in the moment he returned the wet clothes to the wooden basin, transformed into a charming young girl.
“Miss, is it really you?”
Grandma Liu's old eyes sparkled with joy, staring at the smiling girl who was just like the one in her memory, grinning from ear to ear.
“Grandma, I brought someone to meet you.”
Lin Qingluo grinned, looking back at the boat, and signaled Mu Fan to approach the shore.
Mu Fan saw her transformation and felt a sudden tremor in his heart. He steered the boat towards the shore, too embarrassed to look her in the eye.
“Grandma Liu, do you have visitors?”
The diligent women washing clothes by the river stretched their necks to peek at the boat.
Unable to contain her curiosity, Dashan's wife put down her dishes and joined the crowd, laughing and chattering.
“Auntie, I am Qingluo.”
Lin Qingluo smiled gracefully, greeting Dashan's wife warmly.
“Oh my, brother, come out quickly. Our goddess is back!”
After recognizing the cheerful, smiling girl, Dashan's wife snapped back to her senses and yelled for her husband.
“Goddess?”
“Your Majesty?”
“Is it true?”
The riverbank suddenly erupted into commotion, as the women dropped their dishes and clothes and crowded around her.
“Goddess?”
Li Dashan heard his wife's yell and rushed out of the house. In his haste, he almost tripped over the doorframe.
“Uncle Dashan.”
Lin Qingluo saw the familiar figure running towards her and waved to him kindly.
In the blink of an eye, seventeen years had passed. The old village chief had passed away, and Li Dashan's temples were now covered with white hair.
Upon hearing the name “Uncle Dashan,” Li Dashan's eyes welled up with tears.
“Goddess.”
He wiped away his tears, and as he unconsciously tried to bow, Lin Qingluo quickly supported him and winked playfully, “Uncle Dashan, please don't be so formal; just call me Qingluo.”
“Ah, okay.”
Li Dashan felt a wave of warmth surge through his heart, as he wiped his tears with his sleeve, smiling from ear to ear.
“Miss, who is that?”
Grandma Liu glanced at Mu Fan descending from the boat and tugged at Lin Qingluo's sleeve.
“He is Mu Fan, my Senior Brother.”
Lin Qingluo turned around and walked to the shore, intending to help Mu Fan pull the boat ashore.
Li Dashan had already dashed over and grabbed the rope, pulling hard towards the shore.
“Uncle, let me do it.”
Mu Fan's eyes twinkled as he wrapped the rope around his arm, and with a powerful pull, he dragged both Li Dashan and the boat ashore.
Chapter end
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