Rebirth of the Great Favor: Chapter 45

Chapter 45: Dudu Original translation is from tenderflower's blog.

Looking at Shen Zhonghua’s appearance of devising the battle plan in the tent and then looking at Shen Qi’s small face that resembled his mother’s. Su Shengfeng had a certain thought in his mind. He calmed down and hinted for everyone to sit down first then wait for their parents to come and listen to Shen Zhonghua talk tirelessly.

At this time, Shen Zhonghua grasped Shen Qi’s little hand, lowered his head, and his tone softly asked: “Why is your hand so cold?”

He knew she was nervous and scared, but she didn’t speak out. She only said the hall was cold. Shen Qi had caught a cold a few days ago. He wanted to let her advance to the inner hall to rest. Su Shengfeng and Shen Zhonghua glanced at each other. He naturally understood his meaning. When their parents and several other brothers saw Shen Qi when they came, they were afraid the scene would be a little chaotic for a while. They also said to let Shen Qi rest in the inner hall and listen to what happened in the main hall.

Shen Qi acted in the order of Shen Zhonghua, nodded yes. The straight back of her figure followed the servant girl and went directly to the inner hall, sitting behind the screen confused.

In a moment, someone passed over the news that the general and his family had arrived. Then there was a burst of urgent panic footsteps and many people came in a great rush.

Shen Qi looked through the screen and couldn’t see clearly. She only vaguely saw a graceful figure of a noble madam who was exhaling and hugged by a man to sit down in front while comforting her. There was no polite courtesy at all when the families saw each other. The beautiful madam couldn’t help asking Su Shengfeng: “Fourth child, did you find Little Seven? Where is Little Seven now?”

Su Shengfeng bent down, speaking softly like his mother and explained the whole story in great detail. His father listened on the side and held his mother’s trembling hand firmly. Until Su Shengfeng handed over the silver locket brought by Shen Zhonghua to his mother, mother Su’s red eyes immediately burst into tears.

“This...... this is Little Seven’s locket...... I hang it around Little Seven’s neck. Never...... never taken off......” As soon as mother Su cried, the whole family started to feel distressed. They comforted her with words and helped wipe her tears.

While father Su comforted mother Su, he asked his son in detail: “What about Little Seven? Where is the figure of Little Seven!”

“Father, don’t worry. Prince Xuan also brought a few things that we need to identify.” Referring to the material evidence brought by Shen Zhonghua, his father Su Hongwei didn’t need his mother Song Ruoxi to tell him to hurry up. He commanded at once: “Present the things up quickly!”

Shen Zhonghua nodded to Leng Xing and brought the plate up. Father Su helped mother Su to stand up and held mother Su’s hand firmly, carefully lifted the red silk cover on top. They only saw three things on the plate: a handkerchief, an earring, and a silk flower.

The look of the two changed immediately. Mother Su was even more unstable and fell into father Su’s arms.

“Husband......” As soon as mother Su opened her mouth she started to shed tears. Clutching father Su’s clothes tightly, she resisted with difficulty and said: “These...... these......”

It turned out that this piece of shabby and dirty handkerchief with the Queen of the Night flower was faintly recognized. It was embroidered by mother Su, Song Ruoxi, one stitch at a time personally to her daughter Little Seven. The jade piece on that earring was even more precious. A sheep-fat white jade. It was a fine piece of jade obtained by father Su. The elegant pattern was still picked by mother Su. The jade piece was made into two pieces of earrings, Little Seven and Xiao Xue each with a pair.

Besides those, the silk flower wasn’t worth much in itself. Now it looked a little broken. It was just that the silk flower happened to be worn on Little Seven’s head when she was lost. Mother Su remembered, father Su also remembered, and the Su family remembered clearly.

There was no need to look anymore and no need to prove any material evidence. Mother Su was already sobbing without sound. She believed she had found her own daughter who had been separated for many years. She cried intermittently and almost fainted but she was still calling: “Little Seven...... My Little Seven! Where is Little Seven...... where is she?”

Across the screen, Shen Qi’s cheeks were unconsciously streaming with tears. Until the teardrops on her small face fell on the back of her little hand, only then did she discover that she was actually crying.

“There’s still one more thing.” Shen Zhonghua said, walking toward the reception pavilion and came to Shen Qi’s side. Shen Qi raised her head and looked at him entirely. He gently wiped her tears with his sleeve then helped her stand up and said to her: “Perhaps Qiqi will have some impressions.”

Shen Zhonghua said gently and softly in Shen Qi’s ear: “Qiqi, don’t cry and also don’t be scared. Today you should be happy.”

“I didn’t cry.” Shen Qi said stubbornly.

Shen Qi’s heart was beating like a drum as she followed Shen Zhonghua into the main hall. When everyone in the Su family saw her appearance, all of them were stunned. They all blurted out one after another. The tone involuntary called her: “Little Seven!”

Shen Qi hung her head and dared not look. She was in a complex mood. She was even timider to the point of missing home. She didn’t know how to face it. She even naturally grasped Shen Zhonghua’s hand tightly. At this moment, she was actually depending on him.

Seeing Shen Qi seem to be a little scared, the Su family didn’t dare to rush forward. Just one by one, including the seven feet man were all tearful.

Liu Yue came to Shen Qi with another wooden plate. Seeing Shen Zhonghua nodded, Shen Qi lifted the cloth that covered on top. Inside revealed that so-called damaged cloth doll......

In fact, it should be a cloth doll with flowers, but it was too shabby to recognize the original color. The doll was damaged. The cotton stuffed inside was also missing a lot, but when Shen Qi saw this cloth doll, there were many fragments and familiar memories rushing to her head.

She remembered this doll. This was the doll she had been holding as a child in her memory. It was a little pig similar to the one given by Shen Zhonghua to Su Lianxue at the lantern festival in the previous life and the doll that was given to her in this life, a cloth doll with flowers.

She even remembered what the name of this cloth doll with flowers was: “Dudu......”

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Original translation is from willkissonyou, tenderflower. If you're not reading from tenderflower then it'd been stolen and posted without the consent of tenderflower.

RAW Translated by: Machine

Re-translated & Edited by: tenderflower

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