Spring peach Culture [reader insert] part 2

Dongxing, Guangxi province, People’s Republic of China

Hospital, room 312

”AAH!! I CAN’T TAKE IT ANYMORE!!!” a Chinese woman shouted while her husband was standing next to her seemingly panicking. He had older child, a son to be exact, but he still felt nervous and need to lay down because for god’s sake it was his WIFE! ”W-wô de ái! Are you alri-” ”CÀO NÎ ZÛZÕNG SHÍBÃ DÀI!!” the man flinched upon hearing this curse, she really didn’t need to go that far. ”PÌ JING!!”

The woman screamed for sometime before the air was filled with cries made by her newborn child. ”Is it... is it a boy?” the woman asked from the doctor, who shook his head. ”GIRL?!” her voice was filled with disgust but who could you blame, she had been raised to believe that girls weren’t worthy to be given birth. She turned to look at her husband, who stared at the baby girl with gentle smile. ”Wô de ái... I have failed.. Please, drown that child”, she said refusing to look at her daughter. The man’s smile turned into a frown.

”No”

3 years later:

A man was sitting looking comfy on a pillow while he was brushing his daughter’s silky black hair. He had long dark hair and narrow black eyes, over all he was pretty handsome looking man, it was surprising that he was single. The man’s name was Jianguo Wen.

”Bà ba, why ma ma doesn’t live wif us?” he froze as he heard his daughter’s question. ”Err.. You see, we had different goals in li- wait, why am I even telling you this? You don’t need to know that, Chun”, he answered to the girl, who looked thoughtful.

The door slid open and a five year old boy snuck in. Jianguo’s eyes narrowed. ”Jun, where have you been?” he asked from the boy, who flinched before turning away. ”Just.. over there....”, the kid mumbled. Their father’s features softened a little. ”You got into another fight” ”They deserved it, I dun look like a gurl”, Jianguo chukled a little before gesturing his son to take a seat. ”Jun... Your hair is all messed up again...”, he sighed as he took the brush and the comb into his hands. ”It’s not like we’re going somewhere..” ”Junjie, if you look like that, other people will think that you’re a burglar. Now sit down and let me comb your hair”.

As the father and the son were arguing with each other, the little girl, Chuntao, made her way to the drawer. She had seen there something that triggered her interest earlier. Small hands messed around the drawer before closing upon the target. She took out a small ocarina.

Chun's p.o.v.

I took the strange looking instrument to examine it, somehow it seemed familiar. I brought the thing to my lips and closed my eyes. I started to play a tune. It felt like I had knewn it for a long time and like there were many emotions and important people connected to it.

”Where did you learn to play the ”Drunken sailor?”"

3rd p.o.v.

Chuntao opened her eyes and she stare at her father owlishly. ”I dun know, I just know how to pway it”, she answered to Jianguo, who blinked now in return. ”Try to play more, Chun”, he gestured as he took out a drum and sat down.

Chuntao closed her eyes and started to play again, this time she was accompanied by her father, who occasionally hit the drum with a small mallet.

Junjie sat down staring towards a flute longingly, he had always been fascinated by the flute’s beautiful and innocent sound. His father nodded towards the flute. ”Jun... try to play it, I guess you’d like it”