After the divorce, Dr. Lin wanted to get back together every day

When Pang Guimei asked her if she wanted to cry, Bai Mumu was already on the verge of collapse. There were tears in her eyes, and big ones fell down.

"It's a pity that she told me during the day that she was going to go to the No. [-] Middle School in the county, and this happened at night. I really can't understand it. If she was washing clothes by the river, I didn't leave, but accompanied her. Look at her; if I was here when she went to school to find me, would everything change, I really felt guilty, it felt like I was the one who killed Chen Ling."

Bai Mumu's body trembled in the silent night, and her guilt towards Chen Ling pulled her back to the night when Bai Song died.

Both are suicides, desperate determination, as if there is nothing they are nostalgic for in this world.

She watched the two people walking towards death in front of her, the pain squeezed her body, the bones were broken, and there was no pain in one place.

Bai Mumu couldn't breathe due to the deep sense of powerlessness. When she closed her eyes, all they could see in her mind.

Pang Guimei didn't expect Chen Ling to have these stories in it before she passed away, she hesitated to speak, and finally reached out to hug Bai Mumu.

"Son, you're right, so there's no need to feel guilty. If we knew the outcome of everything, there wouldn't be so many regrets in this world." Pang Guimei let Bai Mumu lean on her shoulder: "Don't think so. Too much, once this side is over, go back and have a good rest."

Bai Mumu gave a low hum, lowered her eyebrows, and looked at the soft soil under her feet. There was a dense fog in the early morning, and it would turn into crystal clear dew when the sun rose tomorrow.

Lying back on the bed, the impact of what happened at night is still lingering for a long time, and Pang Guimei's enlightenment will always disappear into nothingness in the dead of night.

Time went back to the afternoon, the river was dyed red by the setting sun, sparkling and golden, a color that could not be painted with a brush.

After Chen Ling washed the clothes, she carried the two sides of the bamboo basket. Sure enough, she couldn't lift the heavy clothes after drinking water, so she had to go home and ask adults for help or use tools.

The half-closed wooden door was where grandpa was discussing matters with his third uncle. The room was filled with smoke, and Chen Ling saw grandpa filling his copper smoke pot with homemade shredded tobacco.

The Martian glowed orange in the dim room, very much like the sunset glowing on the river today.

"Wait Ling, don't let her read it. A girl, even if she reads it, she will end up in someone else's family sooner or later. It's better to go out to work early. With the money you make, you can also renovate this old house."

Chen Ling couldn't believe what she heard. This was what her respected elder, third uncle, said.

What has she been studying so hard for?
She wanted to see how big the world outside the mountains was, and wanted to see if the high-rise buildings on TV really looked like that?I want to become an honorable teacher after I go to college, and I want to...live the way I want.

She likes the gratifying smiles of her grandparents, the envious eyes of her classmates, and the praise from the teacher after she has achieved success in her studies.

She knows that she has a strong vanity, if the monthly exam results are not satisfactory, she will say nothing, but she will quietly hide on the bed and cry, and then she will swear that she will come back next time.

She enjoys being watched and praised by outsiders, and then educates her children: Why don't you learn from Chen Ling, your grades can't keep up with others, and you can't even work hard!
In the end, these grown-ups would always follow up with this sentence: "Chen Ling wants my baby."

Every time the companion heard such words, he couldn't hide his dislike for her, but she didn't care.

She forgot to read a sentence somewhere: If you are only a little stronger than others, the other party may be jealous of you, but as long as you reach a height that others cannot reach, jealousy will become admiration and awe.

The reason why she works so hard is to become an existence that is looked up to and feared by others.

But third uncle's soft and delicate words completely buried her in the loess pile, and she pinned her hopes on grandpa.

On the wall of the main room, Chen Ling's awards were pasted all over the wall. This was once her pride and the result of her hard work.

"Master..." Chen Ling shouted silently.

The two adults in the room were deadlocked, only the crackling sound of burning tobacco.

Chen Ling didn't want to wait any longer. She opened the door and yelled at her grandfather, "I want to study! I don't want to work!"

She glared at the third uncle with eyes like cannibalism: "You are an outsider, why don't you let me study?! My academic performance is so good, why don't you let me study! You are not qualified, my parents haven't said anything yet , it's your turn, you get out, get out of your own home!"

The third uncle seemed to recognize his niece for the first time. In addition to being flexible, she also had a violent side. His tone was cold: "Chen Ling, I am talking to your grandfather, and you have no place to talk here."

She doesn't have to speak, but her life is decided.

Chen Ling broke down in sobs, as if her spine had been severed, and her momentum suddenly disappeared.

The rattling sound of the smoke pot finally stopped. Grandpa turned the mouth of the copper smoke pot downwards and tapped it on the back of the chair. The collision of wood and metal was neither heavy nor light.

Grandpa frowned even more on his furrowed face, and lamented: "Boy Ling, Third Uncle is your elder. Is this how I taught you to disrespect elders?"

Chen Ling sniffled: "As long as you let me study, you can kneel down and apologize to third uncle, but if you don't let me study, I will definitely make trouble for you all."

Chen Ling is proud, she is like the moso bamboo that grows wild behind the house, she can take root in any piece of land, she doesn't need too much nutrients, she can grow wantonly.

But no one gave her a choice.

After the third pot of dry tobacco was finished, Grandpa stood up from the chair and slapped Chen Ling hard: "You have read so many books that you have read them into the stomach of a dog! This is how the book teaches you to disrespect your elders." of?!"

Grandpa's words completely shattered her hope and future.

She spat out a mouthful of blood, got up from the ground, and started picking at the certificates on the wall with her nails. They were so strong that she couldn't tear off a piece of it completely.

"Grandpa, why do you use the paste? The paste doesn't stick well, you need glue or tape."

"It's the adhesive tape that doesn't stick well. Not all the couplets pasted during the Chinese New Year are made of paste. Look at which couplets haven't lasted a whole year. Some things are still easy to use in the old way."

Many awards were pasted by her and her grandfather. The glory of the past has become a joke today.

If it's not complete, she just tore it all up. She angrily tore off half of the certificates on the wall, her fingers resting on the two latest ones.

One is hers, and the other is Chen Xiangguo's.

A thought suddenly flashed in my mind: She wanted to ask Bai Mumu for help, if it was her, she would help her...

Happy 520, please allow me to offer my love to you~

Three more today, there is another chapter later

good night