Chapter 458: Mom and Dad
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Eric said silently, “More pots?”
Chris: “…” Actually, there was no difficulty with this side. It was just a waste of hands.
Chris stood up. “The salmon is here. I’ll go take a look.”
After 24 hours of rapid freezing, the high-quality salmon would first kill most of the parasites. The sliced salmon would be placed on the ice and then eliminated by infrared light. This way, the salmon could maintain the freshness of the sashimi and ensure the greatest degree of hygiene.
Mrs. Walton held the bowl and didn’t say anything for once. She just watched silently as the Walton brothers busied themselves. They cooked delicacies for the entire day and prepared a table full of food. Although there were some hard dishes that Nanny Wu taught and made, the commendable thing was that everything was personally made by the Walton brothers. Almost all the food was Helena’s favorite when she was alive…
Mrs Walton turned away, her eyes quietly reddening.
In the evening, Henry, Quinn, and Milo returned. The entire family was gathered.
On this day, Helena was satisfied. All the regrets she had when she was alive were made up for by her brothers and cute daughter. There were no more regrets.
“Tomorrow is the 14th of July. I’m leaving.” Helena couldn’t bear to look at the Walton family. The familiar staircase railing, the familiar living room on the first floor, the familiar flowers and plants, and her beloved daughter, her beloved brothers, and her beloved parents… She couldn’t bear to part with them. She really couldn’t…
After dinner, the children bounced around the living room. It was rare for the eight Walton brothers to be together. They were all chatting on the first floor as they watched Amelia play with Emma.
Mrs. Walton looked around and went upstairs silently. This year, the children were all there. There was no Helena, but there was Mia. It was as if nothing had changed. The Walton family had been dead for five years and had returned to their previous happy times. It was close to the 14th of July. Her Helena should have come up too. The children had been cooking delicious food for Helena all day. The table was filled with Helena’s favorite dishes. George and the others would habitually light an incense stick before eating like Amelia. She wondered if she could see Helena again.
Mrs Walton went back to her room and stood in front of the window without a word, looking out at the night.
Mr. Walton put down his reading gla.s.ses and asked, “What’s wrong?”
Mrs. Walton was silent. “Nothing.”
Mr. Walton pursed his lips. He really could not understand this woman even when she was old. She was already sentimental when she was a girl. Why was she still like this when she was old?
At this moment, there was a light knock on the door. Mrs. Walton thought that it was one of George and the others, or Amelia, and so on. She tidied her expression and returned to the old woman who had been nagging.
“Who is it?” Mrs. Walton asked as she walked. “Aren’t you playing downstairs?
What’s wrong? Did you get into trouble again?”
When the door of the room was pulled open, Mrs. Walton’s pupils constricted and she was completely stunned!
Mr. Walton did not hear Mrs. Walton speak for a long time, He saw her standing at the door in a daze, as if she had lost her soul. He stood up and asked with a frown, “What’s wrong? Lost your soul again?” Or did he see a ghost? Of course, he did not dare to say this.
When Mr. Walton walked out and saw the figure outside the door, he was also stunned. Helena?!
Mr. Walton stood rooted to the ground, his fingers stiff. He didn’t even dare to move. He must be seeing things, but if he could see Helena, he would rather be seeing things.
Mrs. Walton’s lips trembled, and tears floated out, blurring her eyes. She reached out shakily and really touched Helena’s cheek.
Helena grabbed Mrs. Walton’s hand and choked out, “Mom…”
Mrs. Walton couldn’t hold it in any longer. A tear fell, as if afraid that if it fell, her eyes would blur and she wouldn’t be able to see Helena. She quickly wiped it away.
“Helena… Helena… You’re back?” Mrs. Walton touched Helena’s cheek, but her trembling voice could not hide her concern. “Helena, have you eaten?”
Just like when she was alive, Mrs. Walton nagged at this and that. “Are you…
alright over there? What do you usually eat? Do you have clothes? Are you cold?”
Helena’s eyes were filled with tears as she said softly, “Mom, I’m fine and eat very well. I’ve eaten all the dishes that Mia usually worships me. The Ghost Festival has opened these two days.. I just came up and also ate the prawn noodles and salmon that Fourth Brother and the others made…