Chapter 2: Beggar (2)

This A Niu is the only person she can trust right now, not to mention anything else, he is also trustworthy in terms of friendship because of the steamed buns he got through hard work and endured hunger to give her to eat.

Besides, there seems to be no one else to ask in this place except Ah Niu.

"Su... Ruojin...you don't remember anything?"

That A Niu stared at her in disbelief, scratched his head and asked, "But, you still remember your name!"

Su Ruojin looked at the stupid A Niu, and immediately put on a childlike appearance of seven or eight years old.

"I only remember that my real name is Su Ruojin, Brother Aniu, maybe I was sad for a while and I don't remember anything. You can call me Jin'er from now on."

The words "Brother A Niu" made A Niu feel numb in his heart, and when he looked at the skinny little girl, bursts of sadness flashed in his eyes.

"Sister Jin'er, you and Aunt Lian have only been here for less than two months. Aunt Lian is not in good health and has been ill since arriving here. I don't know anything about you either."

Uh……

Su Ruojin is completely giving up now, maybe their mother and daughter are wandering beggars.

Time travels to become a beggar whose mother just died, God really treats her kindly!

For the first time in three days, she stood up from the threshold, patted the dust off her body, turned and walked into the ruined temple.

Inside the ruined temple, it was mottled, even the statue of Amitabha Buddha was covered with dust, with spider webs everywhere, and all kinds of dry grass were spread on the ground, exuding a musty smell.

And the one side of the dilapidated temple was swept by a piece of rags, isn't it the mother who is in this body and suffering?

No matter what, she was occupying her daughter's body, Ruojin couldn't bear it, stepped forward, and knelt down heavily.

Perhaps it was the body's own reaction, as soon as she knelt down, her eyes turned red involuntarily, and her heart felt sore, and suddenly, tears burst into tears.

Seeing this, Ah Niu hurried forward and knelt down behind her.

"Don't worry, I will live a good life instead of your daughter."

The deceased was the oldest, Su Ruojin kowtowed three times in respect, then stood up and wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes.

"A Niu, where is there a coffin seller, I have to bury my mother."

A Niu was taken aback for a moment, suddenly felt that Da Ya seemed to be a different person.

He remembered that when the mother and daughter had just arrived, Da Ya's eyes were timid, she hid behind her mother and did not dare to come out, she seldom talked every day and was timid, she had been here for more than two months, and she didn't come out of this ruined temple. go out too.

But looking at Da Ya's firm demeanor now, why is he getting more and more bitter.

A trace of sadness flashed between A Niu's brows, and it wasn't until Su Ruojin called him a few more times that he came back to his senses.

"There are some for sale in Shixi Town ahead, but we... have no money to buy them..."

Ah Niu seemed to be unable to bear it, and his clear eyes felt sad.

For poor people like them, it would be nice to have someone to bury them after death. A coffin is simply an extravagant hope, out of reach.

Su Ruojin suddenly remembered that she was an eight-year-old beggar now, looked at her ragged clothes, put her small hand on her chest, and took out a white jade pendant from there.

I really didn't expect that there was a jade pendant on her body.

This jade pendant exudes a soft milky white light, crystal clear, it is a lotus pattern, judging from the workmanship and color, it should be worth a few dollars.

Unexpectedly, before she took off the jade pendant, A Niu became anxious and hurriedly stopped her movement.

(End of this chapter)

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