“...... What do you say?" The first person to react was the little shell.

Yingluo hung her head. "I said, Lan Shan...... Probably not dead. ”

“...... How can it be. "How can you not die if your head is trampled by the horse's hooves?"

Yingluo hung his head and did not speak. Canghai was lying relaxed in the chair, but his eyes were suddenly innocent. After a while, Ying Luo sighed: "I'm going to tell you, the person who died is not Lan Shan?"

"Then it's even more impossible!" she was wearing Lan Shan's clothes...... "Xiao Shell suddenly paused, and several spiritual lights flashed in his mind at the same time, but he didn't catch one.

"Yes," Ying Luo raised her head, "She was wearing Lan Shan's clothes, but she was already unrecognizable when she died, isn't it too arbitrary to identify the deceased based on just one piece of clothing?" To be honest, although I sympathized with this girl from a miserable background, I was not impressed by the information on her grave."

"Later, on the way to dig the grave, I passed by a cemetery and there was a very old mother-in-law, who was staring at a tombstone with a cane, and her expression was very sad, and the tombstone was obviously not too old, and I glanced at the name on the tombstone, the tomb of Lan Shan. ”

Shell's eyes widened. "Anyone else who knows Lan Shan?"

Yingluo continued: "I checked the information and confirmed that it was the grave of Sister Lanye, so I went over to interrogate that mother-in-law. As a result, I was also shocked for a long time. The world is unpredictable, and providence makes people, and it is simply unpleasant to use it in this matter. ”

"What do you mean?"

"Mother-in-law, it's windy here, you have to take care of your body. ”

The rickety old man listened to the warm greeting, slowly turned his face, raised his head slightly, and saw a quiet young man. The mother-in-law's face was full of vicissitudes, but her eyes were gentle and kind, "Thank you, young man." After she finished speaking, she slowly lowered her head and continued to rub her gaze at the tombstone in the setting sun.

Yingluo looked at her expression, and suddenly wanted to do something for her, even if it wasn't for the investigation of the case. He squatted down to clean the tombstone with his hands, and pushed away the dry weeds, but his mother-in-law said, "Thank you for your young man, but you don't need to," and his eyes were full of barren mounds. "Wouldn't it be too unfair to her neighbor if you only cleaned this tombstone for me? Thank you, young man. ”

"This Lan Shan...... Is it your friend?" Ying Luo stood up, and could only guess.

"She's my daughter. ”

She's your daughter?!" Yingluo was so surprised that she couldn't breathe for a long time. The mother-in-law didn't pay attention, and continued to take care of herself: "Her name is Huazhi." My Huazhi ......"

"But this tombstone ......"

The mother-in-law said calmly: "The tombstone is written incorrectly. ”

Yingluo felt that there was a great secret hidden behind this matter, and he was eager to know the result of the Dao, and he was afraid that this was an unbearable result, and he really hoped that Gongzi could be by his side at this time. His heart pounded wildly against his chest.

The mother-in-law looked at the mottling on the tombstone and was silent for a long time. Yingluo didn't dare to disturb her, let alone ask. I don't know how long it took, the mother-in-law finally spoke again: "You must be wondering, why can a mother write her daughter's tombstone incorrectly?" Yingluo nodded lightly, but the mother-in-law didn't see it.

"Because, I didn't erect this tombstone. I didn't build her grave. The mother-in-law raised her crutches and pointed to the small words on the tombstone: Brother Lanye wept. The wind and rain have worn away the cinnabar on the stele, and only the black-gray inscriptions are embedded in the cold and hard stones.

"What a big misunderstanding. The mother-in-law sighed and told the old story.

"Twenty-four years ago, Huazhi was only eight years old. Because she is my only daughter, I dot on her very much, and I dot on her to the point of doting. I won't punish her for making mistakes, I don't care about her if she doesn't study, she runs out of the house all day to play with a bunch of bad kids, and I don't even say a word of serious words. My husband died early, and I only have this one daughter, so I should educate her well,"

Then one day, when it was dark and she hadn't come home, I went out to look for her. People on the street were talking about the tragedy that happened that day, and I didn't have the energy to listen, but I couldn't find Huazhi until I remembered what people said. I went to Yizhuang, and at that time Huazhi had been trampled beyond recognition by the horse's hooves, and I still recognized her. She has a scar on the sole of her left foot. But she was wearing someone else's clothes,",

"I'm not surprised. Because when she bullied other girls on the street, she would occasionally snatch their new clothes. Although I am sad, I hate myself even more, I didn't take good care of Huazhi, she was so bad at a young age and offended Tianyan, this is all caused by me......"

The mother-in-law's voice trembled slightly, "I cried sadly for an unknown amount of time before I remembered to go and buy the coffin paper money, and when I came back, Huazhi was gone." Seeing the work of Yizhuang took me to the front of this cemetery, saying that the girl I was looking for had been trampled to death by the horse's hooves and had been buried here by her brother. I was so grief-stricken that I couldn't even protect my own daughter's body, and I couldn't put up my own name even if she died...... I even wanted to come in the middle of the night to dig up her body and bury it again, but when I got home, I was very sick and finally figured it out. ”

"This is Huazhi's retribution. She must have snatched Lan Shan's clothes to make Lan Ye mistake her for his sister. I don't know where the real Lan Shan went, whether Lan Ye found her, but I don't dare to change my name privately, although I came here every day after I got well and waited for Lan Ye, he never appeared, but if one day he came back and couldn't find his sister's grave, how sad it would be......"

"Huazhi has done so many bad things in just eight years, and she has used up her longevity, and it is her retribution that she will not even be blessed with a famous monument after her death. And I have been waiting here every evening for twenty-four years to wait for Blue Leaf, wanting to tell him that he buried my daughter, but it never happened, and this is my retribution. ”

Autumn wind, barren mounds, desolate old men. The desolate old man planted a big red silk flower in the grave. The red of the silk flowers is so dazzling. The old man looked at the silk flower, just like the Huazhi she looked at her back then.

"Alright, it's time for me to go back. Thank you, young man, I haven't said so much in a long time. If you can, please tell my story to the world. ”

After Yingluo finished telling her mother-in-law's last sentence, her eyes were already moist.

The three men in the room sat silently, unable to speak, unable to move a finger.

After a long time, Canghai said quietly: "If you say so......"

Shell looked up, "Are you going to say the same as I thought?"

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Happy Dragon Boat Festival~ Zhu Zhu didn't make zongzi this year, and there were no sausage-filled zongzi that I loved...... Say, who of you ate it this year??

To borrow a line from a small stone: I envy you so much......