?493: Chapter 336 Your Smile’s Curve, Just Right_1   493: Chapter 336 Your Smile’s Curve, Just Right_1                                   In the afternoon, Han Baobao didn’t go to work, and no one answered when Nanxi called.


    When she asked a colleague, they said that Han Baobao had taken sick leave!


    Nanxi was surprised, wasn’t she fine at noon?


    How could she be ill in the afternoon!


    Could it be that there was something wrong with those fruits?


    Nanxi touched her stomach, feelingpletely fine, with no difort at all!


    She had actually eaten quite a lot at noon!


    After work, Nanxi received a call from Lu Yinchu.


    Without any hesitation, she obediently waited for Lu Yinchu to pick her up.


    Once in the car, Nanxi asked Lu Yinchu where they were going.


    Lu Yinchu replied, “We’ll go home for dinner first.


    My mother called in the afternoon and said that she had specially made some tonic soup for us to have tonight.”


    “Oh!” Nanxi exhaled, deeply grateful for the care her mother-inw showed her, treating her as if she were her own daughter.


    The love she had lost was replenished by Lu Yinchu and his family.


    Nanxi felt very blessed.


    When they returned to the Lu family home, Xia Zhen was naturally delighted.


    At the dinner table, the grandfather mentioned that he was bored at home and wanted to go back to the Military District to live.


    There, he could y chess with his oldrades and listen to music.


    The grandfather had initially returned home in order to personally oversee his grandson settling his lifelong affairs.


    But now, since his grandson had married Nanxi and there was hope of great-grandchildren in the future, he understood their choice to live outside for the sake of convenience, and he didn’t insist—they were young, after all, and he knew what that was like.


    Living at home dide with many inconveniences.


    Upon hearing this, Nanxi felt a bit sorrowful.


    She didn’t want her grandfather to leave.


    Even though she and Lu Yinchu didn’t return home often, she truly hoped that each time they did, her grandfather would be there to wee them with a smile.


    “Grandpa, don’t leave,” Nanxi said.


    “We can move back home to keep youpany, so you won’t be bored.”


    “Silly child!” The grandfather was touched by Nanxi’s words, but he wasn’t stubborn, smiling as he said, “Girl, don’t feel guilty.


    I’m actually more rxed andfortable in the Military District than at home.”


    With that, Nanxi wasn’t sure what else to say!


    After dinner, Lu Yinchu and Nanxi helped Grandpa go for a walk in the garden.


    Their yard wasrge and filled with all kinds of flowers and nts.


    At this moment, they were in full bloom, their fragrance wafting in the air.


    As they walked along, the grandfather pointed to a tree not far away and asked, “Take me over there to get a closer look.”


    Nanxi hesitated.


    It was an Albizia tree, which she had never noticed before since it was tucked away in a remote corner of the garden.


    Nanxi remembered a poignant story her mother had told her when she was young.


    Legend has it that the Albizia tree was originally named the “tree of bitter love” and didn’t flower.


    A schr, after spending ten painstaking years studying, prepared to take the imperial examination in Beijing.


    Before leaving, his wife pointed to the “tree of bitter love” outside their window, telling him, “Husband, you’re destined to seed.


    But Beijing is full of temptations, so don’t forget the way home!”


    The schr left and was never heard from again.


    His wife waited for him year after year until her ck hair turned white, but her husband never returned.


    When she was nearing the end of her life, the wife, frail from illness,bored to the tree tethered to their promise and made a solemn vow:


    “If my husband’s heart has changed, let this tree of bitter love bloom henceforth.


    Let him be the leaves, and I will be the flowers that never fade, and the leaves that never fall.


    We will be out of sync in this life, but together in death forever!”


    The year after the wife’s death, all the “trees of bitter love” indeed blossomed, clusters of soft, fan-like flowers hung from the branches, emitting a light fragrance.


    However, their blooming period was brief,sting only a single day.


    And since then, all the leaves would unfold at dawn and close at dusk, in sync with the blossoming and withering of the flowers.


    In memory of the wife’s faithful love, people renamed the “tree of bitter love” the Albizia tree.


    Did this tree in the garden symbolize anything in particr?


    Why was it nted here?


    Nanxi noted that this Albizia tree wasn’t very big, probably not more than ten years old.


    Moreover, there were no signs that its branches had ever been pruned.


    It had simply grown naturally, following the sunlight, growing as it pleased.


    The grandfather hunched over as he approached the tree, squinting at it for a moment, silent.


    He just stared at it.


    Nanxi noticed that the grandfather’s hands were trembling slightly.


    “Grandpa, are you cold?


    Should we go back inside?” she quickly asked.


    The grandfather shook his head.


    His eyes briefly clouded over, and a tear rolled down the wrinkles around his eyes.