Chapter 1076: Chapter 1076: Helplessness_1 Chapter 1076: Chapter 1076: Helplessness_1 “What kind of dream?” Alexander Sumrs asked her.
“It’s just…” Purple Sumrs didn’t know where to start.
Should she say she dread of a child calling her mother?… It would be quite awkward.
“I dread of my grandmother,” Purple Sumrs said sheepishly.
Alexander Sumrs raised an eyebrow slightly, “What’s so shocking about dreaming of your grandmother?”
“Dreams are all a jumble of things, indescribable,” Purple Sumrs defended, unwilling to bring up the child.
Alexander Sumrs wrapped his arms around her and lay down again, lazily saying, “It’s a pity, I actually wish to dream of your grandmother as well, so at least I’d have t an elder.”
Purple Sumrs couldn’t help laughing, “No rush, you’ll et her soon enough.”
…
On the first day of the lunar year, Purple Sumrs took Alexander Sumrs to the grave to pay homage to her grandmother.
Alexander Sumrs burned a lot of ritual money and ritual ingots, seriously saying, “If you’re lacking anything down there, be sure to send a dream.”
Purple Sumrs laughed, “If you’re sending dreams, it should be to , who would care about you.”
Alexander Sumrs turned his head to look at her, “Aren’t you afraid of being scared?”
“Nonsense!” Purple Sumrs pinched his face, then said to her grandmother’s tombstone, “Don’t listen to him! If you were to send a dream, I’d be overjoyed, not scared!”
Just then, a gust of wind blew, ashes whirled up in sparks into the air, Purple Sumrs hurried to avoid them, narrowly missing her clothes getting singed.
Alexander Sumrs imdiately took delight in her misfortune, “Grandmother is teaching you a lesson, instructing you to be virtuous and not to get physical with your husband.”
“You!…” Purple Sumrs glared at him huffily, “Be serious!”
Alexander Sumrs smiled, lit three sticks of incense, and said, “Grandmother, if you have spirit in heaven, please bless Purple this year to bear a child, preferably a girl. No matter who she resembles, she will certainly be adorable.”
After speaking, he bowed respectfully in front of the tombstone in a devout manner.
Purple Sumrs watched him, sohow reminded of the dream from last night.
She and Alexander Sumrs had been married for half a year, and there had still been no news about a pregnancy. She wasn’t sure if she could beco pregnant this year…
Purple Sumrs subconsciously caressed her own abdon.
Alexander Sumrs caught sight of this, smiled, and reached out to touch her head, “You don’t need to feel pressured, I’ll keep trying.”
Purple Sumrs bit her lip and stomped on his foot hard!
He really had no filter! Even in such a place, he didn’t know how to restrain himself!
After paying homage, the two went to the riverbank, imitating so other elderly ladies, drawing a circle with rice on the open bank, and burning ritual money for the displaced Elder Master Sumrs.
This task was usually done by Atra Blanc, but now that Atra Blanc was gone, Alexander Sumrs took over the responsibility.
While burning the ritual money, both of them were silent.
They were probably both reminded of Atra Blanc at the sa ti.
Normally, both would tacitly avoid this topic. Purple Sumrs was afraid of making Alexander sad, and Alexander didn’t want to make Purple worry.
After such a long ti with no news, no sign of her, no ssages, it was distressing to even ntion it.
Alexander Sumrs broke the silence, saying, “No news might be good news. If Mom has recovered her mory, she would find so way to let know.”
Purple Sumrs softly humd in agreent, feeling a bit like sighing.
With no word for so long, Atra Blanc was probably still suffering from amnesia.
Because of the amnesia, she didn’t know to escape, nor to send a ssage to her family, letting Clyde Sumrs deceive her.
They feared that Clyde Sumrs would harm Atra Blanc, but actually, they worried more about Atra Blanc regaining her mory. That, for her, would be too cruel…
Purple Sumrs also imitated Alexander’s earlier actions, clasped her hands together, closed her eyes, and earnestly wished, “Old Master Sumrs, if you have spirit in heaven, you must help us find Mother as soon as possible.”
The ritual money burned to ashes, light and drifting. A breeze blew, spinning them over the water’s surface.
“Perhaps it’ll be effective,” Alexander Sumrs looked into the distance, saying with a faint smile, “A son who tricks away his own woman, Elder Master would be furious enough to rise from his grave and help us find her promptly.”
Purple Sumrs was utterly resigned to his outrageous mouth.
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