The Rebirth of an Orphan

Ning'an Nursing Home is about dozens of kilometers outside of Yuncheng. Zhao Xihua and her friends took a taxi all the way to their destination. There were no accidents along the way and the journey was very smooth.

In less than an hour, their car stopped at the entrance of the nursing home. Ning'an Nursing Home is located in a remote area, surrounded by mountains. Apart from the wide view and fresh air, the scenery on the mountain is nothing special. Apart from the dense pine forest, there is nothing to appreciate.

The nursing home was previously an old nunnery. The overall building facilities were very old. From the outside, it looked like the entire wall was about to fall off, revealing some dilapidated houses inside.

Probably because it hasn't been renovated for many years, the mottled exterior walls have a somewhat eerie atmosphere under the cover of the woods. This is not a nursing home; it's probably no different from a morgue.

Pingshui was still a little timid. She leaned against Zhao Xihua tightly and said in a trembling voice: "Sister...sister, I heard that there is death here...I heard that..."

Zhao Xihua's expression was unusually calm, without any fear in his eyes.

"What did you hear?" She laughed lightly and said, "Did you hear that this is not a so-called nursing home, but a place for some crazy people with mental problems and some people with terminal illnesses. They were either abandoned by their families to fend for themselves, or they did something wrong and were hidden here to avoid punishment."

Zhao Xihua calmed down and continued, "You should have heard that dead people are dragged out here every day, right? This place is nominally a place for retirement, but in reality, people are locked up here to endure torture and slowly wait for death."

"Then, let's go..." Pingshui asked.

"Let's find someone." After saying that, Zhao Xihua raised her hand and knocked on the door of the nursing home.

The rusty iron door opened with a bang, and a middle-aged woman with a rough appearance and a slightly plump figure walked out. She frowned and stared at Zhao Xihua, and shouted rudely: "Who are you? What are you doing here?"

Pingshui was startled and took a step back involuntarily. However, Zhao Xihua replied calmly, "Sister, excuse me for disturbing you. I am from Yuncheng. I came here to look for someone named Caiyun. I have something to ask her. It won't affect you."

After Zhao Xihua finished speaking, she stuffed two hundred yuan into the woman's hand. The woman quickly put the money into her pocket, and the expression on her face had eased a lot. Then she opened the door and let them in.

They followed the middle-aged woman inside and saw several people in work clothes. Some were sweeping the fallen leaves in the yard with brooms, and some were mopping the floor in the corridor with mops. The doors of the small rooms were closed, and occasionally screams and crying sounds came from inside the doors, which made people feel scared.

The middle-aged woman led them through the rooms, saying as she walked: "Girls, this woman named Caiyun has been here for more than 20 years, and no one has ever come to see her. You are the first."

Zhao Xihua didn't say anything after hearing this, but just nodded slightly.

Soon the middle-aged woman took them to the door of a separate small room in the last row. The small room was very shabby, and the open door was crooked as if it would fall off at any time.

The middle-aged woman pointed at a woman sitting blankly inside and said, "That's Caiyun. If you want to say anything, hurry up. We have a rule here that the visiting time cannot exceed one hour. I will come to escort you out after one hour."

"Thank you." Zhao Xihua said and walked into the room, then gave Pingshui a wink.

After Zhao Xihua entered the room, Pingshui closed the door from the outside and stood at the door to prevent anyone from entering and interrupting the conversation.

The middle-aged woman originally wanted to stay there to see what was going on. It was said that when Caiyun was sent here, she was covered in wounds and almost died. It was really strange that someone came to see her after 20 years.

However, when she saw Pingshui standing at the door guarding it, she couldn't help muttering in her heart that this girl who looked like a rich lady was really cunning. After thinking about it, she turned around and left.

Zhao Xihua looked at the old man in front of him with a haggard figure and wearing gray clothes, and her eyes couldn't help but feel sore. He was obviously less than fifty years old, so why did he look so old like an elderly person?

The old woman sat there motionless. Zhao Xihua took a breath, walked slowly to her, squatted down slowly, held the old woman's hand, looked at her and said, "Aunt Yun, I am Fengyi's daughter. I am here to see you."

As soon as Zhao Xihua's voice fell, Caiyun, who had her eyes closed, suddenly opened her eyes. Although her eyes were a little cloudy, the coldness and shrewdness flashed across them.

She stared at Zhao Xihua's face for a long time, and then a smile appeared at the corner of her lips, "Are you Fengyi's daughter? That fool actually gave birth to you. Tell me where she is?"

These words left Zhao Xihua confused for a moment. What did Aunt Yun mean by this?

In fact, she knew Aunt Yun in her previous life. Aunt Yun and her mother were close friends and they had a very good relationship. The medical books, medicinal materials and prescriptions left by her mother were all given to her mother by Aunt Yun.

She still remembered that after her mother died, the old servant who took care of her first kept asking her to go find Aunt Yun, saying that if she found Aunt Yun, she would have the ability to make a living.

It's just that in her previous life, she had always been law-abiding and only wanted to rely on the Zhao family to make a living, so she didn't want to come to her at all. But what did her mother mean by giving birth to her? She didn't understand.

Didn't my mother meet my father in Kyoto, get pregnant with him before marriage, and then be brought back to the Zhao family in Yuncheng by my father? Why did I feel that Aunt Yun's words seemed to imply that there was something wrong with her background?

But now seemed not the time to talk about this, Zhao Xihua hurriedly said: "Aunt Yun, my mother asked me to come to you when she passed away, but so many years have passed and I am only here now. I hope Aunt Yun will not be angry or blame me."

But Caiyun's eyes were always fixed on Zhao Xihua's face. The expression on her face kept changing, showing confusion, depth, and even some hatred, which made Zhao Xihua's scalp numb and made her feel a little at a loss for a moment.

"Sure enough, I inherited that person's genes, what a pity." Caiyun sighed and grabbed Zhao Xihua's hand: "What do you want to see me for? You're not just here to see an old woman like me, are you?"

Zhao Xihua was a little embarrassed and said apologetically: "Aunt Yun, I was young and ignorant before so I didn't come to see you, but I won't do that in the future. I will come to see you often in the future. If you are willing, I will take you to Yuncheng to live with me after my affairs are settled and stable. It's just that now..."