Chapter 1395: Chapter 1396: Back Home (3)
"Little girl, you cured her, how could she possibly withstand such a blow? She..."
"She has amnesia, selective amnesia," An Yiqing interrupted Nan Tian, speaking softly, "When my master and I were treating her, we found she had already forgotten many things. It’s a common occurrence in mental illnesses. This kind of amnesia may recover over time, or it might never recover at all. After my master and I completely cured her, she became like this. Perhaps, before her husband passed away, she was already living a peaceful life, and now it’s just a return to her true self."
Just as An Yiqing finished speaking, Grandma Zhang came out, trembling, with two bowls of plain noodles. Her face was covered with wrinkles, but she smiled kindly, showing no sign that this gentle old lady had once personally sent her son, daughter-in-law, and grandson to hell.
An Yiqing quickly got up, walked to Grandma Zhang, and took the large bowl from her hands.
"Eat up, Grandma Zhang’s cooking is excellent. Everyone in the neighborhood loves her plain noodles." An Yiqing handed a bowl to Nan Tian, smiling sweetly.
"Yes, yes, yes, the new little girl should eat quickly. If it’s not enough, there’s more in the pot. I’ll bring out some side dishes, take your time eating."
Watching Grandma Zhang’s trembling figure leaving, Nan Tian suddenly felt a sting in her nose, as a wave of unexplained loneliness and sadness slowly rose from her heart, entangling her chest with a dull ache.
"Nan Tian, some things and people are not as superficial as they seem. Sometimes, you can’t understand things just by looking with your eyes, you have to see with your heart. If Grandma Zhang’s son had understood his mother’s painstaking efforts, would the outcome have been different?"
Nan Tian said nothing, her mind repeatedly echoing An Yiqing’s words: Some things can’t be understood just by looking with your eyes, you have to see with your heart...
Looking at Grandma Zhang’s smiling face, the slightly hunched figure in Nan Tian’s heart gradually overlapped with her. That person was flamboyant in their youth, and in old age, surrounded by descendants, no one truly cared for him. The only genuinely filial youngest son died young, leaving behind an infant daughter. He treated her terribly, but there was no denying, he always defended her, even when she disappointed him so much, he still defended her.
Nan Tian’s eyes gradually welled up with tears, as she buried her head in the bowl, eating the delicious plain noodles voraciously, her tears slowly falling, mixing with the savory broth, eating with a bittersweet heart.
After eating, An Yiqing said nothing more, silently placed a hundred yuan under the bowl, and left the noodle shop with Nan Tian.
"Where do you want to go?" An Yiqing asked from the driver’s seat.
Sitting in the passenger seat with her head down, Nan Tian remained silent. An Yiqing glanced at her, also saying nothing.
"I want to go home, the old man hasn’t been feeling well these days," Nan Tian mumbled after a long time.
An Yiqing smiled silently, started the car and quickly left.
At the Nan Family Old Residence, the black Audi parked steadily at the gate, and Nan Tian agilely jumped out of the car.
"Hey, little girl, thanks for today!" She scratched the back of her head awkwardly, her eyes darting around but never looking at An Yiqing in the car.
An Yiqing gave her a teasing glance, said nothing more, floored the gas pedal, and the car sped off rapidly.
"Damn! Leaving without even a goodbye, what a bad temper!" Nan Tian cursed under her breath, stomping her foot, glaring fiercely in the direction An Yiqing left, making a few exaggerated faces.