Song Sanniang's Journey to Wealth

Chapter 300: Mother and Daughter in the Next Life, Full Text

Song Laoer fell ill with a cold when he was in his sixties. When he was young, he worked as a bricklayer, which took a toll on his health.

Although his life got better later and he gradually made up for the losses, he still suffered from poor health in his old age.

Song Lao Er's illness was like a fuse, and Song Ersao, who was guarding him, also fell ill.

Both of them were gray-haired now. Before they fell ill, they had already moved back to Songjia Village to return to their roots. Song Sanniang and her family rushed back to Songjia Village.

Songjia Village is no longer the small village it once was. The houses in the village are all large houses with white walls and black tiles. The village roads have also been expanded and built, and all have been compacted and leveled, so that even two carriages can drive side by side.

The hills behind Songjia Village are all planted with bamboo and cassava. In addition to farming, every household in Songjia Village helps Song Laoer's family to make money.

So after the couple fell ill, every household in the village came to visit them with some things. Although they were not allowed to go in and disturb the elderly's rest, Song Laoer's family was grateful to the villagers.

The time when the two fell ill was a rainy season. Song Sanniang felt that her world was filled with a haze that could not be dispelled or blown away.

Although I had already prepared for everyone around me to leave me, this day came too suddenly.

Song Sanniang sometimes felt like a thief. She stole the happiness that originally belonged to the real Song Sanniang. She had the love of her father, mother, and sisters, and finally she had her own little family.

She didn't know where the real Song Sanniang's soul had gone, or whether she had been reincarnated, but she set up a memorial tablet for her in the Buddhist temple and prayed for her every year, although doing so was not very meaningful.

When the two old people were on their deathbed, she felt that she should tell them the truth.

Song Sanniang dismissed everyone and sat down in front of the bed of Song Laoer and his wife.

Song Lao Er and Song Ersao have been loving each other for decades. Even when they were both seriously ill, they still slept in the same bed.

Song Lao Er felt someone sitting beside the bed in a daze. He opened his eyes, but his vision was blurry. He could vaguely see that it was Sanniang.

He held Song Ersao's hand with a little force. Song Ersao sensed something and turned her head slightly to look at Song Sanniang. She was still as kind as ever.

"Jixiang, it's you."

Song Sanniang's tears had dried up after the two fell ill. With swollen eyes, she spoke as if nothing had happened.

"It's me, how are you feeling today?"

Song Lao Er smiled and said, "I'm old and useless.

"Dad, Mom, I want to tell you something. I don't want you to be kept in the dark until you die."

"You say." Song Lao Er said after taking a breath.

Song Sanniang spoke with difficulty, "I, I am not actually your daughter.

I, I am a lonely soul, occupying your daughter's body, I feel guilty towards you."

Song Lao Er didn't say anything, but Song Ersao smiled.

"Silly child, we know what my daughter is like.

When you woke up that year, we all saw your abnormality.

How could we not recognize our own child? Sanniang's child is a taciturn person. She keeps everything to herself when she is scolded or bullied.

You are lively and smart, no one can bully you, you are also brave, braver than the two of us adults, you do business as soon as you say you want to,

We see it, but what can we do?

We don’t know what happened. We can’t ask the gods to drive you away. If we drive you away, what if my Sanniang doesn’t come back?

At the beginning, I would cry at night, crying for my poor Sanniang.

But I don’t blame you. You came, you didn’t harm anyone, and you helped my family live a good life.

I would also be afraid that Sanniang would blame us for tolerating you to occupy her body and replace her.

But life still has to go on. Later, I dreamed of Sanniang. She said she was living a good life now and asked us not to worry.

So, child, don't take it to heart. After we leave, live your life well. We have already treated you as our own child."

Song Sanniang's dry eyes once again shed tears. Song Laoer stroked her head with trembling hands, "Don't cry, live a good life."

Mrs. Song took a deep breath and said, "What's your name, child? Mother will call you.

If there is an afterlife, we will still be mother and daughter, and I will give you this name then."

Song Sanniang choked up and said, "Zhenzhen, my name is Zhenzhen."

Song Lao Er and Song Ersao looked at each other and said in unison, "Okay, Zhenzhen."

2024.12.12Full text completed.