Husband has a sweetheart

Chapter 35
The old lady of the He family was buried in a mass grave in the suburbs of Beijing.

The capital is expensive, and when someone died in a poor family, he was wrapped in a broken mat and buried in a random grave in the suburbs of Beijing.

Wang Chunniang first went to a shop selling incense, candles, and paper money, and bought things for worshiping at the grave.He Qi walked behind her.

As long as Wang Chunniang turned her head, she could see He Qi's tall and burly figure.

The two of them walked one after the other, and went to Luan Graves in the suburbs of Beijing with a distance of three or four steps.

He Qi walked ahead and found the grave of the old lady of the He family.

The new tombs are small piles, very inconspicuous, just like those inconspicuous beings who worked hard all their lives, and finally died inconspicuously, and were buried in an inconspicuous place.

Wang Chunniang lit the candles and paper money, and said softly, "Ma'am, I'm Chunniang, and I'm here to see you!"

He Qi looked up at her. Wang Chunniang's face was covered with a scarf, so she couldn't see her expression, but the eyes exposed outside the scarf were extremely gentle and amiable.

Thinking of her mother's dying words, He Qi said in a low voice: "My old lady said, thanks to your careful care, otherwise she would not have survived the retrial of the case. Moreover, you even bathed her and let her go away in a dignified way... ...I don't know how to thank you!"

The paper money was burning vigorously, with the breeze blowing, black paper ash fluttered in the air like a butterfly.

Wang Chunniang threw the paper money into the fire, smiled, and sighed heavily when she wanted to say something, "I followed our girl and Mr. Fang to find Mr. Kou, and I heard about your case. Three's wife."

He Qi looked at her and said in a low voice, "Xiao Chan."

"I don't know what her name is. It turned out to be Xiaochan! According to the file, she was sold to Zhang San by her natal family, and was beaten up every day by Zhang San, a bad gambler. Not only did her natal family ignore her, they even sent her back to the The devil, Zhang San broke his leg in the end, and threw himself into a well." Wang Chunniang let out a long breath, her eyes were red, and she swallowed the sourness in her heart.

He Qi pointed to a low, almost invisible grave not far away, "She was buried there, with the help of some of our neighbors. She had a miserable life in this life, let's have a better life in the next life!"

Wang Chunniang's tone was filled with tears, "When I heard it, I thought, she really looks like me! Isn't she the other me thousands of miles away?"

He Qi turned his head abruptly and looked at Wang Chunniang in disbelief.

Wang Chunniang burst into tears, "My father is a bad gambler. He lost money in gambling and came home clamoring for a drink of water. My mother knew that he was red-eyed and wanted to beat someone to vent his anger, so she didn't dare to serve him, so she told me to Bring him water. My father thought the water was too hot, so he beat me up, grabbed my hair, and pushed me into the stove that had just finished boiling water, burning my face alive...I married When the man in front of me had two sons and killed two wives, my parents sold me to him for money..."

"At that time, the girl said that she wanted to send me away and let me run away, but I didn't dare. I thought about where would I go with such a face? If someone is willing to marry me, I should have a high fever It smells good!" Wang Chunniang took a deep breath, "Later, I was pregnant with two children, both of which were killed by him, and I was pregnant with another, and gave birth to a daughter. When I was three years old, he sold her for a I drank..."

He Qi clenched his hands into fists, his tiger eyes widened, his teeth creaked, "Beast!"

"At that time, I thought, life is too hard, one day to live, one day to suffer." Wang Chunniang smiled miserably, "Later, the girl begged Mr. Lu to take her away, asked Mr. Lu to borrow money to buy me, and insisted on taking me away. It’s gone, so I’ll have a chance to find my poor daughter who was betrayed.”

Wang Chunniang said: "When the girl was reading the dossier, I heard clearly that you helped Xiaochan several times... Brother He, you are a good person, you are righteous and kind, you don't deserve to die! I am not as smart as the girl, and I can save you. I can only do what I can. So, no more thank yous!"

Looking at Xiaochan's low tomb, Wang Chunniang distributed some paper money to burn and murmured: "If the girl hadn't taken me away, I should be lying in the soil like you now!"

The ashes of the burnt paper danced around the low tomb like black butterflies, and a thin handful of loess buried the woman's humble and bleak life.

On Zhang Yuqing's side, she took the manuscript to the bookstore, and respectfully asked the owner of the bookstore to see if he could accept it.

The bookstore owner turned to the last page, put down the manuscript, frowned and said, "Is this gone?"

"The scholar and the female ghost are living happily together, it's over!" Zhang Yuqing said cautiously.

The owner of the bookstore shook his head, "This scholar is just a female ghost, who will look at it? You can arrange a few more, so that you can read it! And, look, the female ghost actually dared to tell the scholar that she doesn't want to be dragged down, and go their separate ways. Stuff? Is this plausible? Is this how women treat men?"

Zhang Yuqing asked: "Then what should I do?"

The owner of the bookshop immediately raised his orchid fingers, and said in a sharp voice: "The female ghost should beg the young master for mercy with tears in her eyes, and then the two of them will come to fruition and become a good thing!"

Zhang Yuqing took the manuscript and left with a sad face.

She never thought that writing a street stall literature would be so difficult...

But right now she didn't make any money, how could she leave Zhang's house and go find Sheng Guixin?

Thinking of this, Zhang Yuqing took another deep breath, turned her head and went into the bookstore, "Boss, do you accept books on mathematics?"

"You can do math?" The boss looked disbelieving.

Zhang Yuqing asked: "Just say whether you will accept it or not!"

"It's okay to accept it, but the money is not as much as the book." The boss said sincerely.

Zhang Yuqing walked away with her sleeves rolled up. There is no unparalleled road. She can't write a book about the lingering words of the gifted and the beautiful. She still knows a few arithmetic problems.

Not long after returning to Zhang's house, Wang Chunniang also came back, and told Zhang Yuqing about burning paper for Mrs. He Qi and the poor girl Xiaochan.

After talking for a long time, Wang Chunniang saw Zhang Yuqing's lack of interest, and asked, "Miss, did the book not sell today?"

Zhang Yuqing blinked a pair of confused eyes, "Am I so useless, what can I do!"

The Zhang Yuqing that Wang Chunniang saw was always calm and rational. She made a plan before acting with confidence. It was rare to see Zhang Yuqing depressed and at a loss. It's gone!"

Zhang Yuqing sighed deeply, spread out the pen and paper, and began to rack her brains to think about the math problems she brushed up in school.

Two days later, Zhang Yuqing took Wang Chunniang out with a thick stack of mathematics manuscripts, ready to try her luck.

As soon as he went out, he saw Fang Mo standing at the gate of Zhang Mansion with his upper body bare and a thorn on his back.

Zhang Yuqing took a step back in shock, turned her head away, "What are you doing?"

(End of this chapter)