Female Novel
Chapter 1374
Mrs. Hunt came over after washing the fruits, placing them on the coffee table. She’d heard some oftheir conversation earlier, so she commented, “We should indeed go back and visit your grandma’sgrave. After all, custom dictates that an elder should be informed in the event of any marriage orpregnancy in the family.” Since she’d said as much, they all made arrangements to go back on the nextday with Logan driving. They would be visiting Lola’s grandmother’s grave.
After eating some fruits, Lola went to bed. Perhaps it was because they’d talked quite a bit aboutpregnancy dreams that she had a dream that night as well. She dreamed of a child standing before herthough she couldn’t discern whether it was a boy or girl. A tad dazed, she stared at the little figureintently. The child was rather short, appearing very much adorable despite the blurred countenance ashe or she was holding an apple in one hand. novelbin
She took a few steps toward the child before crouching, but she still couldn’t see his or her face fromsuch a near distance. The child merely stood there without advancing or retreating, so she thenreached out and pulled the child into her embrace after a moment’s contemplation. A while later, thechild took a bite out of the apple in his or her hand. The bite wasn’t loud albeit crisp, but still, it joltedher awake.
Shuddering, Lola’s first reaction was to look down into her arms, but it was merely a dream. Her armswere empty, and she was still in Logan’s embrace. She took a deep breath, wondering if this wasconsidered a pregnancy dream. Then, she caressed her stomach, feeling a tad regretful that shecouldn’t discern whether the child was a boy or a girl in the end. After a while, she again closed hereyes.
When she woke up the next morning, the dream was still vivid in her mind. Going into the washroomwith Logan, she told him about the dream as she washed her face and brushed her teeth. There wasn’tmuch to say since the dream was brief, but it was significant.
Beaming, Logan placed a hand on her stomach. “Didn’t you see whether the child was wearing a skirtor pants?”
Lola shook her head. “I didn’t notice at that time.” In the dream, she only strived to discern the child’scountenance, so perhaps she’d seen the dressing but forgotten it. Anyhow, she couldn’t really say forsure.
When they’d washed up, they went up to Mr. and Mrs. Hunt’s place for breakfast. The Hunt couple hadalready prepared breakfast and even gotten ready, saying that they could all set out together aftereating. At the breakfast table, Lola again related her dream last night, whereupon Mrs. Hunt chuckled.“Perhaps we’d spoken too much of this yesterday that it affected you subconsciously.” Having the sameopinion, Lola nodded.
After breakfast, they then departed with Logan driving them all to the Hunts’ hometown. Since manywere in the car, the journey was filled with chatter and laughter before they arrived in a seemingly shorttime.
When the car drove into the village, someone by the road caught sight of it and hollered, “Mr. Hunt andhis family are back!”
Reclining against her seat, Lola lamented, “The two of you are really popular.”
“We’re not at all popular,” Mrs. Hunt refuted. “It’s the grandeur of your wedding ceremony thatchastened them.”
Lola was too tired that day, so she didn’t bother to clock the villagers’ states. However, they’d probablybeen chastened since she herself was shocked by the munificence of the Jeffersons.
When the car came to a stop before their old house, the surrounding neighbors all came out andgathered around. “Why did you come back?”
“We came back to visit my mother’s grave,” Mr. Hunt answered. At this, the neighbors were all smiles,their attitudes a far cry from before.
The road was level, but still, Logan helped Lola into the courtyard. The house had been unoccupied fora long time, so a musty smell lingered in the air. Going into the room, Logan removed the dust coverfrom the bed and had her rest for a while since he’d noticed her changing positions incessantlythroughout the three-hour-or-so drive here. Even a hale and hearty person will be weary after sitting inthe car for three hours, what’s more a pregnant woman like her now.