The short-lived ghost of the Xie family has lived a long life

Chapter 303
After hearing this, Yan Sanhe understood why two people who depended on each other would eventually part ways.

The Tang family's rice has been growing with water for 19 years, and the rice of Jiaofangsi has been growing sweet-scented osmanthus for more than [-] years. Different rice and different people produce different things.

Shi Shui would not understand that Jiaofangsi is actually a home for Osmanthus fragrans, a place that can shelter from wind and rain.

Osmanthus fragrans will never understand that Jiaofangsi is a hell on earth for Gwan Shui. If she cannot escape from this hell, she will only die.

Summer insects cannot talk about ice, and their parting ways is inevitable.

"Besides Li San being a businessman from the south, what else do you know?"

Osmanthus wiped her tears with her sleeves, "He only came to Jiaofangsi three times, once to stay overnight, once to come to the steward and say that he wanted to redeem the dead water, and the last time he took the dead water away."

After planning for so long, the final move was crisp and clean. The person behind Li San was not simple.

Yan Sanhe: "How much money did he spend to redeem his body?"

Osmanthus: "Ten thousand taels."

Just as Yan Sanhe was about to frown, Xie Zhifei looked over and said, "This bid is quite high."

Yan Sanhe: "What's normal?"

Xie Zhifei: "It won't exceed 1 taels."

Yan Sanheyi lowered his head and saw that Guihua's nose was running out again. He took out the handkerchief from his sleeve and put it into her hand: "Guihua, didn't the Secretary of the Jiaofang stop me?"

Osmanthus looked at the handkerchief and was about to wipe her nose when Leng Buding saw a crabapple embroidered on the handkerchief. She couldn't bear to part with it. She sniffed and said, "You didn't stop me, so I stopped you."

Yan Sanhe couldn't help but look at Xie Zhifei. In addition to the high price, there might be another reason why Jiaofangsi didn't stop him.

Xie Zhifei blinked slightly and said three words silently: First Prince.

The two of them had the same opinion. Yan Sanhe pointed to the shoes on Guihua's feet, "When did she give these shoes to you?"

When Guihua heard her ask this, her eyes turned red again.

It was her birthday on August [-]th. By that time, the two of them had already been at loggerheads and didn't speak to each other for several days.

On the day of her birthday, Shi Shui took the initiative to call her into the house and took out the embroidered shoes for her, "Try it on and see if it fits her feet."

She stiffened her neck and didn't move.

"Osmanthus fragrans."

Passing Shui called her and was silent for a while before speaking.

"I used to be in the Tang family, and Hui Xiu Niang made new shoes, and I would always wear them as soon as possible. When the new shoes are put on my feet, the feeling is different, as if there is a energy under my feet, which I carry with me when I walk. wind."

She felt vaguely uneasy, as if these words were saying goodbye to her.

"You try to put it on and take a walk. Maybe in a few days, you will dare to walk outside the Jiaofang Division."

He wants her to go outside again. What's so good about outside?

She threw the shoes into Qishui's arms and replied angrily: "Who cares!"

"The day when the passing water left was the winter solstice. I remember it very clearly. I helped in the kitchen that day and ate dumplings during the winter solstice. This has been the rule of Jiaofang Si for many years."

Recalling it after so many years, Osmanthus's eyes are still misty.

"A little maid came to tell me that Li San had completed the formalities and had led Gianshui out. I...I couldn't hold it back and found an excuse to follow him out secretly.

Half a month later, a man who claimed to be the steward of Li San's house came to redeem me for 500 taels. The steward asked me to make my own decision, but I didn't agree. "

"She kept her word."

"Yes, so I don't hate her, not at all."

"Then do you regret it?" Yan Sanhe asked softly.

Osmanthus looked up at Yan Sanhe's dark eyes and shook her head.

"She has become a nun herself. It shows that what I expected was not wrong at all. That Li San is not a good person. I have nothing to regret."

This was an answer that didn't surprise Yan Sanhe much, but gave her a headache.

In Guihua's understanding, except for Jiaofangsi, everything outside was in chaos. Now that she was "resurrected from the dead", Yan Sanhe thought to himself: How should I arrange for her.

"Why... why did you pour Gong's bucket?"

"When people are old, they are no longer useful. They can no longer do the delicate work of serving others. Those who used to protect me are all gone. As the old saying goes, once the emperor is the emperor, there are also courtiers." Osmanthus sighed: "Plus that bitch Xia Yu is causing trouble, I..."

"Your name has been crossed out on the Jiaofang Department's roster."

Yan Sanhe pointed at Xie Zhifei and Pei Mingting: "They will arrange a good place for you, as long as you are willing."

"No need, girl, the fallen leaves have returned to their roots. I want to be buried with my mother."

An ugly forced smile appeared at the corner of Guihua's mouth, and then she gritted her teeth.

"Besides, now that Ah Shui is gone, I won't have many good days to live. This huge Jiaofang Division cannot be left alone by that old bitch Xia Yu. I have to help Ah Shui fight her."

Yan Sanhe looked at this sweet-scented osmanthus and felt indescribably sad.

Some people are born with no connection with certain words.

Harmony between husband and wife, loving mother and filial piety, family reunion, full of children and grandchildren, happiness and good health...

So for this old woman, how to define right and wrong has no meaning anymore. The only meaningful thing is to tell her...

"When Jingchen passed away, she wore embroidered shoes exactly like yours. I guess she was always thinking of you."

Osmanthus grinned, and her sparse teeth looked quite white under the moonlight.

"As soon as I put on these shoes, many young ladies became jealous. They all made identical pairs based on the shoes. Later, I heard that the news spread to other brothels."

"It's pretty."

"Girl, do you know?"

Osmanthus grabbed Yan Sanhe's hand and said, "She brought these shoes from the Tang family, and the embroidery thread was rewarded by the nobles in the palace. My pair is made according to hers, with a lot of stitches."

As she spoke, she felt regretful again.

"Unfortunately, I wore them too many times and the shoes got dirty. When I got back, I washed them, dried them, put them away, and put them on again on the day I died."

Yan Sanhe smiled and said, "When she left, she not only wore these embroidered shoes, but also a set of Baitian clothes. Do you know the origin of these clothes?"

"I know, it's also something from her Tang family. She also gave me a set. I only wore it once. It was too gaudy and I didn't want to wear it again."

Osmanthus rolled her eyes proudly, "I have everything she has. She is never willing to spend money on me. Let me tell you another secret."

"What is it?"

"When she left, she didn't take anything with her. She just took a small bag with her clothes and shoes. She left all the gold and silver jewelry given to her by the guests and her personal money to me."

Silly osmanthus!

That's because she has determined that you will not leave the Jiaofang Division with her.

"Don't look at the glamorous old bitch Xia Yu. She has been defrauded of all her money by men. She doesn't have any money before me. My money is all hidden and no one can find it."

Osmanthus stood up tremblingly, "Girl, do you have anything else to ask?"

"Nothing."

Everything that needs to be asked has been asked; everything that needs to be known is known.

Guihua's lips moved a few times, "Then... seeing that I have said so much, can you do me a favor, girl?"

"You said."

"I want to visit her grave."

Osmanthus murmured: "Old sisters, I have to persuade her, people, don't think too much, you have to jump through the dragon's gate, dig into the dog's hole, you have to live one day at a time.

If she had been willing to listen to me and stay in the Jiaofang Division, she would have lived longer than she does now, and her coffin would not have been closed even if she died.

My mother said, after death, ashes will return to ashes, and dust will return to dust. There is nothing to let go of..."

Yan Sanhe listened to her ramble, and suddenly the melancholy in his heart disappeared.

There is a kind of person in this world. Her life is harder than anyone else's, and her life is worse than anyone else's, but she never complains about God or her fate.

Just like Sister Zhen by the Beicang River, as long as she has wine to drink and meat to eat, she can laugh contentedly——

Damn it, I just want to show you happiness!

(End of this chapter)