Dreaming Back to the 90s to Help My Dad Chase Away Rivals (BL)

Chapter 53: No Need to Wait Anymore

Translator: dapotaturs

Release Date: 03/26/2024

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Chapter 53: No Need to Wait Anymore 

After coming back from the flower vendor, Grandma Ning, exhausted, didn't even have dinner. She washed up early and went back to her room to rest.

Ning Jianguo nervously asked his son what was going on, but this time Ning Xiaobei and his grandmother had reached a "united front." His mouth was tightly shut, no matter how much his dad questioned him.

After dinner, Ning Xiaobei lay by the window looking at the moon outside. Today was already the 26th day of the twelfth lunar month. The Mount Emei moon hung high in the sky, its shadow faint, without a trace of starlight.

He counted the days. It would be New Year's in a few days. That old friend of his grandmother's, probably wouldn't make it to next year.

The flower-selling old lady was originally called "Shui Xiang," and she raised two daughters by selling flowers. The eldest daughter had now settled abroad, in Canada, and only the divorced younger daughter was by her side to take care of her.

The old lady Shui Xiang's house was only a ten-minute walk from Jiande Street, among a row of old-fashioned shikumen buildings.

As Ning Xiaobei helped his grandmother into the alley, he saw the big character "demolition" painted on the wall along the way. Outside the characters, there were circles drawn in white or red paint, and the paint flowed down the gray walls like tears from century-old houses.

Grandma tightly grabbed her grandson's arm when she saw it, closed her eyes, turned her head away, and said it was like seeing the circles drawn on the ground during the Qingming Festival or the Ghost Festival when offerings were made to the deceased.

He held his grandmother's frail shoulders tightly, comforting her with reassuring words. Then, following the address given by Shui Xiang's daughter, he found himself outside Grandma Shui Xiang's house.

The house of Grandma Shui Xiang was indeed fragrant, inside and out, permeated with the scent of flowers. Even in the cold winter of the twelfth lunar month, a plum blossom was inserted on top of the ash-white cabinet against the wall. Not to mention the various flowers planted inside and outside the entire house, decorating it like a flower room.

Grandma Shui Xiang, who had become thin due to illness, lay in bed, unable to suppress the pain, which made her cry out constantly. Her eyes were fixed on the white porcelain vase on the bedside table, and she couldn't even turn her eyes. The fragrance of flowers in the room couldn't suppress the sense of aging emanating from her.

"Mama, Mrs. Ning from the Ning family is here."

The old lady's youngest daughter opened the door and welcomed Ning Xiaobei and the others in.

Old Lady Shui Xiang seemed oblivious, still muttering to herself.

"Shui Xiang, I've come. I've come to see you."

Seeing her in this state, Grandma Ning couldn't help but shed tears.

"Miss, Miss Jian has come. That's wonderful, truly wonderful."

After seeing Grandma Ning, Grandma Shui Xiang's expression suddenly brightened. She struggled to sit up, and her daughter quickly came forward, placing a pillow behind her so she could sit up straight to talk.

"Go, make tea for Miss Jian. Brew some Suzhou Biluochun and use the white porcelain cups in the second cupboard. Hurry."

Grandma Shui Xiang must also be from Suzhou, as her speech carried a thick local accent.