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Chapter 93 The Deceived Woman

Although Su Lao Er repeatedly asked him to burn the paper money on behalf of Jinyue, after all, Jinyue has just given birth and the weather is so cold, it is easy to get sick from the wind and cold.

But Jinyue still didn't listen, and after feeding Su Xi, she set off on the road with a basket containing paper money, incense watches, meals, sugar and tea.

Jinyue has her own considerations, she actually wants to take this opportunity to be alone.

Burning cold clothes usually goes to the grave of the deceased, but Huaigou is too far away, and now I really don't have the energy and physical strength to go there. Jinyue plans to burn it in her own field on the other side of the river.

It was an early morning in November, and the sky was hanging low, as if to envelop the earth.The cold wind was blowing so hard that people couldn't help shrinking their necks.No matter how industrious the farmers are, they still haven't woken up yet, which is one of the reasons why Jinyue chooses to go out so early, she doesn't want to run into anyone.

I have walked hundreds of familiar country roads, small weeds covered with a layer of fine frost that have already dried up, ditches without water, and mountains without trees.

Jinyue has always had a poor sense of direction, and she can't tell which direction is the direction of Huaigou.

She once heard Mrs. Su say that if you want to burn paper money for your relatives in other places, you have to face the direction of your hometown.

Jinyue found a relatively flat place and squatted down.

Yuanzheng's mother is a pitiful person, why not her own parents?

Jinyue stuck three sticks of incense into the soft soil in front of her, watching those paper money and clothes flying in the jumping flames.

In a person's life, no one can avoid the final ending of death. Life is a process of saying goodbye constantly. Jinyue remembers reading some books about farewell, separation, hospice care, etc. before, and always feels that all these things are far away from her.

But who knew that because of an accident, all this happened in just a few years.

Dear parents, how are you doing?
Once the longing is opened, it is like a flood that unloads the gate, and it is out of control.Scenes of the past flashed one by one like a movie, and Jinyue's tears unknowingly turned into sobs.

The thoughts I have suppressed for too long, the hardships I have experienced...

The flame gradually faded, like an old man who was gradually aging and could no longer be active.In the end, only ash with a few small red dots remained.

Does another world really exist?Can the unreachable reunion really come true in the next life?
Jinyue felt so tired, she sat on the ground, hugged her legs, and put her head on her knees.

"Jin, Yue?"

Jinyue looked up and found that it was Weng Xiangdi, Su Jiang's wife.

Jinyue looked around and found that there was no one else.She looked at this woman in a yellow-green striped sweater and black pants, and for a while she didn't know what to say.

Since Jinyue saw her once when they got married at the beginning of this year, she has hardly seen her in the past year, let alone chatted with her.

"Xiang, Di?" After hesitating for a long time, Jinyue also choked out two words, which was similar to Weng Xiangdi's accent, and then both of them smiled a little embarrassedly.

"What are you doing here so early in the morning?" Jinyue asked.

"Same as you." Following Weng Xiangdi's finger, Jinyue saw that there was also a trace of burnt paper in the opposite field.

Jinyue wondered what happened to this woman, who did she burn paper money for?And why did you choose this time?

Weng Xiangdi seemed to see through Jinyue's mind, so she simply sat down next to Jinyue and chatted with her.

She said that she was originally from Henan, and because she was a girl, she was abandoned by her biological parents when she was born. Her adoptive parents were a pair of widowed and lonely elderly people in the next village.

The adoptive parents are very kind and treat her as their own daughter, giving her the same love as other children of the same age.

When she was 25 years old, she married a guy in the village.In order to take care of his parents, who are already in their seventies, the considerate guy took the initiative to marry in regardless of other people's ridicule.

The concubine loves the man, the male leads the outside and the woman leads the inside, and their life is turned into poetry. Four years later in the autumn, she gave birth to a big fat boy. The family is harmonious and beautiful, ordinary and beautiful.

When her son was 5 years old, she gave birth to a daughter.The adoptive parents are getting old, and they often have headaches and fevers. The illness lasts for ten days and a half months.

A few acres of Susukida is only enough to make ends meet, and exchanging money is a fantasy, and life begins to become difficult.Like most farmers, the young husband chose to go out to work.

In order to earn more money, my husband always works overtime and stays on the assembly line during holidays.Before the Spring Festival of the following year, she left her 7-year-old son and 2-year-old daughter in the care of her adoptive parents and boarded the train heading south.

Who knew that her husband didn't see her, but she was deceived to Shaanxi.As for how she was cheated, she didn't remember at all.

Weng Xiangdi looked forward, as if telling someone else's story lightly, Jinyue kept her mouth half open, and her heart was greatly shocked.

She thought her life was miserable, but she didn't expect that there was someone more miserable than her. What shocked her the most was that even after being so cruelly ravaged by life, this woman's gaze was still so firm.

"I have always felt that the fate of a person is predestined by the heavens. No matter how hard you struggle or how unwilling you are, you will have to compromise in the end."

Weng Xiangdi looked at the pile of ashes and murmured, as if talking to them.

Jinyue didn't know how to comfort her, at such a time, it felt like saying anything was futile.

This topic was so heavy that Jinyue couldn't bear to talk about it anymore, so she changed the subject.

"Is Su Jiang treating you well?"

Weng Xiangdi was stunned for a moment, then remained silent for a while, and then said: "He is not bad-hearted, but soft-tempered, and always listens to his parents."

Who are his parents, Jinyue still doesn't know?
A wave of righteousness and pride suddenly surged into Jinyue's heart, and she said impulsively, "Be well, I will help you escape."

"Shh, don't talk nonsense." Weng Xiangdi hurriedly signaled Jinyue to shut up, and pointed to the side of the road.

Jinyue turned her head to see that Su Jiang's crooked lady was standing by the side of the road, pretending to be passing by.

If you don't want to get angry, this is your daughter-in-law, not a prisoner. Do you need to follow her?

Seeing Jinyue looking over, Su Jiangniang shouted: "Hey, isn't that Jinyue? What are you doing so early in the morning?"

"Oh, let me chat with Xiang Di, why, do you have something to do with her?"

"No, it's fine."

"Okay, then you are busy first, we will go back later."

Su Jiangniang left resentfully, Jinyue looked at the obviously hunched back, and spat.

(End of this chapter)