Mrs. Zhao had nowhere to vent her anger, so she called the husband of the home school to send a letter to Du Heng the next day. She has the final say in marrying a wife, but she can't help her to divorce her wife, she must personally agree to Zhao Shinan, and she can only be removed from her name in the clan. But even if she can't be the master, she has to get rid of the stuffiness in her heart.

In the house in Beiping, Lang Zhong gave Du Heng acupuncture, and several people worked together to break Du Heng's mouth, only to feed in a few mouthfuls of water, and poured half a bowl of medicine, but quickly spit it out. After tossing like this for a few days, Du Heng was already dying.

Shuangye held Du Heng's hand tightly and cried: "Young grandma, why are you suffering, you are now tossing your body badly, I don't know whose heart you weighed, it is you who suffers." Du Heng lay there with her eyes closed, unable to tell if she had heard it or not.

As he was talking, Dong Sauna took a letter and said to Futaba: "Yangzhou has a letter." ”

Futaba stared at Dongsang with red and swollen eyes: "You don't know that I can't read, what's the use of telling me." You read it. ”

Dongsang looked at Du Heng and said, "Give it less." ”

Futaba couldn't help but say loudly: "Can the young grandmother get up and see, don't read it yet." ”

Dong Sang opened the letter, he only knew a few words, Mrs. Zhao was looking for the gentleman of the home school, the text was mixed, Dong Sang couldn't say anything after reading it for a long time. Futaba scolded: "Can you do it or not, I can't hold back a sentence for a long time." ”

Dongsang looked at Lang Zhong and said, "Do you want to help take a look?"

Lang Zhong took a look at it, hesitated and said, "It's nothing important." ”

Futaba was a little puzzled: "It's nothing important, the old lady sent a letter?"

Lang Zhong paused and said: "The old lady's meaning is roughly that the young grandmother can neither give birth nor take care of household affairs, and the corpse is a vegetarian meal, which is just accusations. Nothing critical. ”

"What does it mean to have a vegetarian meal?" Dongsang and Futaba looked at each other, not understanding.

And Du Heng, who was lying down, suddenly had a violent rise and fall in his chest, tilted his head and spit out a mouthful of blood, Lang Zhong was stunned for a moment, he thought that Du Heng was drowsy and couldn't listen, but he didn't expect Du Heng not only to listen, but also to react so violently. Futaba exclaimed, "Young grandmother!"

Lang Zhong hurriedly checked the pulse, breathed a sigh of relief, and said: "It's okay, Fang Cai's words may have been listened to, and the blood did not return to the heart." Madame was already depressed, and spit out the pickles, which is not necessarily a bad thing. Maybe I'll be able to wake up in the next few days. "Futaba and Dongsan are relieved.

Chinese New Year's Eve Chinese New Year's Eve, the Zhao family's house was lively and festive, the same room and the same clan gathered in one place, exchanged cups and lamps, said auspicious, and said festive. Mallow did not attend. Poria held her slightly protruding belly and smiled.

Several aunts of the same clan chatted: "Why is the young grandmother gone, the second wife is gone, and only the third wife is out?"

Someone replied: "I heard that the young grandmother fell out of favor and stayed in Beiping." Second wife, I'm afraid it's still the head of that daughter, I'm embarrassed to come out. ”

Several people laughed in a low voice, and someone said: "The third wife is still blessed, she has been receiving it for a few months, she has a body, and she will have a good life in the future." ”

Poria listened to these discussions in her ears, but she didn't take it to heart. And mallow is in the house, even if he doesn't hear it, he can guess what others are talking about behind his back, just numbly tearing the silk in his hand, Du Heng is gone, there is Poria cocos, what if Poria is gone? Will there be others, why can't these people fight endlessly, and they can't kill endlessly?" "Ah-----" She buried her head in the quilt and roared in a low voice.

In the second half of the night, there were fireworks in the sky, and Mrs. Zhao led a group of people to enjoy the fireworks. Poria looked everywhere, but didn't see Zhao Shinan.

On the pavilion in the backyard, Zhao Shinan sat on the railing of the pavilion, pouring wine one by one, looking at the fireworks in the sky, and the days of watching fireworks with the delicate woman on his back seemed to be just yesterday, with a soft body and shallow breathing, Zhao Shinan closed his eyes, as if everything was in his ears, and the slight wind seemed to be able to blow the breath of last year to his face.

He leaned against the railing and fell into a deep sleep, a smile on his lips.

Until the fireworks were over, no one found Zhao Shinan anymore, and the old lady Zhao was also strange, and ordered her subordinates to look everywhere, and finally dragged the drunk Zhao Shinan back to the house in the pavilion.

Du Heng was in the house, groggily heard the crackling firecrackers outside, moved slightly, Futaba was surprised to see it, and instructed Dongsang: "Young grandma has a reaction to firecrackers, you go and pick up the loud ones, put a few more." ”

Dong Sang hurriedly ran to the yard and crackled to pick up the loud sound to put it, Du Heng's hand finally moved, and the huge sound finally dragged her back from the distant dream, she opened her eyes leisurely, and Shuangye cried with joy: "Young grandma, you finally woke up." ”

Du Heng gasped for a long time, and finally said intermittently: "Bring some porridge." ”

Shuangye hurriedly ran out and brought porridge over, Du Heng drank a small half bowl, felt that he had some strength in his body, and said to Shuangye: "Help me to the window and have a look." ”

It's just a three-to-five step journey, Du Heng walked hard, almost lying on the back of Futaba to the window, the window in winter is tightly sealed, all pasted with paper, can only see the fire that flashes from time to time, Du Heng is by the window, last year's Chinese New Year's Eve, her body is not good, but there is a thick shoulder to lean on, but the most volatile is the heart of the deceased.

Last night, there was such a beloved, tonight, you are strangers. There were fireworks outside, Du Heng leaned against the window, feeling sad, and his tears had long since dried up.

Du Heng's body gradually improved, but the whole person was sorrowful, often wheezing, and often in a daze. Sometimes I took Mrs. Zhao's letter and looked at it repeatedly.

Futaba looked at it and said, "Why is the young grandmother so bitter, the old lady is complaining, and you are still looking at it repeatedly." ”

Du Heng put down the letter sadly and said, "She is right, I am having a vegetarian meal in the corpse position. I've been in this position for too long. ”

"Young grandma, what are you talking about?" Futaba was a little worried. Du Heng didn't answer, his eyes drifted into the distance. In the past month or so, she has thought a lot. If she still had a trace of illusion about Zhao Shinan before, then now, this illusion has been completely shattered. Zhao Shinan has a child, and he is indeed redundant. But God didn't accept her, so she could only continue to stay in this courtyard. She can even think of the rest of her life, just like this confinement until old age and death.

Du Heng began to have a dream often, looking in the mirror in the dream, always with white hair, and then he woke up every time. Du Heng asked Futaba a little distractedly: "What does it mean to live like this?" Futaba didn't know how to answer, seeing Du Heng like a lamp running out, but he didn't know what to do. When is the end of such repeated days?

One day at the end of February, Dongsang suddenly ran in and said, "Young grandma, there are two people looking for you outside." There is a gentleman surnamed Zhong and a young lady. "Although the young master instructed the young grandmother not to go out when he was leaving, and no one else was allowed to come in, but this house was already too much like a tomb, and it was rare for someone to come in, so Dongsang came in on his own initiative to make a statement.

"Looking for me?" Du Heng was stunned, surnamed Zhong, could it be the editor-in-chief of Zhong? Du Heng had some energy, and hurriedly instructed Shuangye to find clothes from the cabinet, Shuangye took a cyan cotton cheongsam, and Du Heng quickly changed into it and went out.

But the two subordinates guarding the door refused to let Editor-in-Chief Zhong come in, and when they saw Du Heng come out, they just opened the door, and Du Heng could only stand at the door with Editor-in-Chief Zhong and talk.

Editor-in-chief Zhong handed Du Heng an envelope: "I finally found you, fortunately, the staff of the newspaper had a registered address." Your address is still from Bai Zhideng. This is your last month's salary, which has not yet been given to you, plus a little subsidy, eight oceans. ”

Du Heng took it a little unexpectedly, she didn't expect that Editor-in-Chief Zhong would come to send the money in person: "It's too troublesome, in fact, I don't plan to ask for it again." ”

Editor-in-Chief Zhong smiled: "You don't want it, I can't help it." Last time you left, you never went back. I wanted to wait for you to pass, but I haven't seen you until now. I'm leaving Peking for Shanghai, and I can't bring this debt to Shanghai. ”

"Why are you going to Shanghai?" Du Heng asked in surprise.

"I couldn't go on, I didn't know that there was a revolutionary party in the newspaper, and after being involved, the newspaper was closed for a long time, and it was only started again after the Spring Festival, but the personnel and funds were lost, and it also became a thorn in the side of the authorities. I had to change places. Editor-in-Chief Zhong shrugged, "The world is so big, where can't you settle down? ”

Du Heng's heart was deeply shocked. Suddenly, he asked as if he remembered something: "Do you know the news of Angelica Angelica?"

Editor-in-Chief Zhong shook his head: "I don't know. Seeing that Du Heng's face was haggard, he paused and said, "You have to take care of your body." I'm leaving, and I have two authors who haven't paid for their manuscripts, and I have to pay off all these debts. Du Heng, you are a very talented woman, if possible in the future, I hope to work with you again. ”

Editor-in-Chief Zhong smiled faintly after speaking, and left with the young lady beside him. Du Heng held the envelope containing the ocean in his hand, and the stagnant water in his heart seemed to be stirred up by a stone. Editor-in-Chief Zhong's sentence was almost deafening: "The world is so big, where can I not live in peace?"

Du Heng's heart finally attracted a trace of living water in this early spring season. Why should I have a vegetarian meal and die in the court? The eight oceans in my hand are enough for a ticket to Shanghai, right? Du Heng began to pack up his things, and Futaba saw that something was wrong, and chased after Du Heng and asked, "Young grandmother, don't you really want to leave?"

Du Heng turned to look at Shuangye and said sadly: "Shuangye, if I don't go, will I still have a way to live?"

"This, but-" Futaba couldn't say it, she didn't want the young grandmother to leave, but seeing the sins that the young grandmother suffered, she felt that there was really no hope of not leaving. In desperation, Futaba had no choice but to consult with Dongsang. Dongsang was silent for a long time and said, "Follow the young grandmother." It's better to be alive than anything else. ”

In Beiping in April, Taoli Zhengnong, the Zhao family's house in the middle of the night, Dongsang ran out of the door with Shuangye, and the doorkeeper asked what was going on, Dongsang said: "The young grandmother is not well, I and Shuangye went to invite Langzhong." The doorkeeper was also accustomed to asking Du Heng about Langzhong in the middle of the night, and let the two out.

When he arrived at the train station, Dongsang handed a cloth bag to the woman next to him: "Young grandma, there is only so much money left for the silver money I asked for with the young master last time." You take it, take care all the way. ”

Du Heng nodded, thanked him, glanced at Beiping City in the distance, and walked towards the station.