Chapter 140 - 140 I...... know...... you

Chapter 140: Chapter 140 I…… know…… you

By this time, Gu Qiaoqiao had also walked up, shoving away the child who was trying to snatch the wooden figure tightly guarded in the old woman’s hands, and asked with a frown, “Who hit you?”

All three children shook their heads together.

Then the older one pointed behind them, “He threw it, he did it to save us. This old lady is a crazy old woman, she not only steals things, but when she goes crazy, she bites people.”

Following his gesture, Gu Qiaoqiao indeed saw a seven- or eight-year-old boy standing dumbly under the wall, clearly also not expecting that he had actually injured the crazy old woman.

Gu Qiaoqiao stopped looking at the children and quickly picked up a handkerchief to press against the forehead, which was still bleeding.

As for the old lady, with her head bowed, she suddenly lifted it, her murky eyes looking rather dull.

This was a grandmother in her seventies; her hair had turned white, and her frame was quite thin.

Her hand, still clutched the wooden object firmly, obviously the wooden figure the child had mentioned.

When she saw Gu Qiaoqiao’s movement, she instinctively shrank back, then dodged and looked at Gu Qiaoqiao warily.

Gu Qiaoqiao said softly, “Grandma, your forehead is bleeding. Let me stop the bleeding, don’t be afraid, I won’t hurt you.”

Yet the old lady still did not utter a word, but her look at Gu Qiaoqiao slowly changed.

She began to squint her eyes, examining Gu Qiaoqiao closely, and all of a sudden, she slowly, with difficulty, began to speak, “I… recognize… you.”

Gu Qiaoqiao was taken aback, then laughed, going along with the old lady’s words, “Yes, you recognize me.”

But suddenly, a boy nearby shouted loudly, “The crazy woman is speaking, turns out she’s not mute.”

“Shut up, don’t call her crazy woman again.” Gu Qiaoqiao rebuked, displeased.

Yet a pang of sorrow suddenly arose in her heart.

In her past life, she had been called by many such names.

A mist began to well up in her eyes, and she said softly, “Grandma, let me stop the bleeding for you, don’t be scared.”

As she said this, she pressed the handkerchief against the old lady’s forehead once more, while the children, seemingly realizing their fear, paid no heed to the wooden figure and scattered in all directions.

Gu Qiaoqiao looked around to see that no one was there, and then stealthily placed her finger tips on the handkerchief.

A bit of spiritual energy was transferred into it.

The old woman still gazed steadfastly at Gu Qiaoqiao, as if she couldn’t bear to blink.

Soon, the bleeding stopped, and the wound began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Gu Qiaoqiao let out a sigh of relief, but the remaining spiritual energy quietly entered the old lady’s head through the scar.

It seemed as though something was battering at those ironclad walls.

The old lady’s head began to ache, but she still stared intently at Gu Qiaoqiao, her hands holding onto the wooden figure just as tightly.

Gu Qiaoqiao removed her hand, leaving only a faint bruise on the forehead, intentionally left behind by her.

She sighed with relief but hadn’t expected that the old lady’s injury was actually quite serious, as there seemed to be a hematoma in her head.

And that blow just now might have made it worse.

As for this little town, Gu Qiaoqiao was not very familiar with it, let alone the people here.

Therefore, when the old lady said she recognized her, she must have been confused.

The children ran off too quickly; she forgot to ask where the old lady’s home was.

However, seeing the old lady’s meticulously combed hair and clothes that, though worn, were very clean, it was clear that she must be well-cared for.

And that person was the one referred to by the children as Zhao Esha.

They could only wait for Qin Yize to come.

Nevertheless, being stared at by an old lady like this, Gu Qiaoqiao still felt somewhat uncomfortable.

She also knew that the old woman’s mind must have been muddled.

Still, she asked gently, “Granny, do you really recognize me?”

“Recognize…” the old woman struggled to speak.

Gu Qiaoqiao smiled and didn’t take it to heart. Instead, she looked at the rough wooden doll in the old lady’s hand and, making conversation, asked, “Granny, do you like this wooden doll?”

“My… child’s…” the old woman struggled to utter a few more words.

Gu Qiaoqiao didn’t ask any further questions.

This old person must have had dementia.

Just at that moment, the loud voice of a woman rang out at the street corner, “Mother, mother…”

Upon hearing this voice, the old woman, who had been staring at Gu Qiaoqiao, moved her eyes and lips slightly, laboriously turning her neck.

Then, Gu Qiaoqiao saw a woman in her fifties hurrying toward them.

As she came closer, Gu Qiaoqiao noticed she was quite tall, with short hair, an ordinary face, and crow’s feet around her eyes. Yet, she exuded a certain spirited energy.

In a few strides, she reached the old woman, looked her up and down, then turned to Gu Qiaoqiao and asked, “Did those naughty children hit her?”

Gu Qiaoqiao hadn’t expected this person to be so sensible and quickly replied, “It was one child, but he ran away when I got here.”

The middle-aged woman sighed gently and tenderly began to pry the old woman’s hands apart, “Mother, don’t snatch wooden dolls from children in the future, otherwise, won’t we end up getting hit for nothing?”

The old woman did not struggle with the middle-aged woman, letting her take the wooden doll and put it aside.

But then she suddenly pointed at Gu Qiaoqiao and said with difficulty to the middle-aged woman, “Girl…girl, I… recognize… her.”

The middle-aged woman was stunned for a moment.

Then she hugged the old woman tightly and started sobbing, “Oh Mother, you finally remember who I am…”

The crying of someone so elderly was particularly heart-wrenching.

Gu Qiaoqiao did not say anything but watched silently.

“Miss, thank you. It must have been you who helped my mother, thank you,” she said.

“No need to thank me, no need,” Gu Qiaoqiao quickly waved her hand.

And just at that moment, the sound of a car’s horn came from afar.

Gu Qiaoqiao looked up to see Qin Yize sitting in a jeep on the opposite side of the road, looking over calmly.

She hurriedly said to the middle-aged woman, “You should take your mother home quickly, I have to go too.”

“Young lady, thank you,” the middle-aged woman kept thanking her.

But that aged voice kept breaking in behind Gu Qiaoqiao, “Recognize… her, girl…girl…”

Gu Qiaoqiao turned back for a glance, the old woman stood up with the support of the middle-aged woman, but still kept watching her.

Gu Qiaoqiao got into the car and soon lost sight of the mother and daughter.

This was nothing more than a small episode; upon returning home, Gu Qiaoqiao began to busy herself.

Even though it was two days until Saturday, many foods needed preliminary processing.

Gu Qiaoqiao started making soy-marinated pork.

The homemade soy paste she brought from home was personally brewed by Lian Yuhong, and it was particularly fragrant.

Gu Qiaoqiao had brought two full jars of it.

Living in the North, one could not do without soy paste no matter what.

It had many uses indeed.