It's been three days, and Jin Huayu has been locked up in the room, without food and water for three days.

From the uncomfortable curse of hunger at the beginning, to the thirsty madness of biting his wrist and drinking blood, Jinhuayu has never begged for mercy once.

She was born in the countryside in Jinhuayu, and it has been thirteen years since she was sold into a Qinglou and then ransomed and transferred to her master.

She is as beautiful as a flower, graceful and dancing.

Her voice is tactful, and she has been around the beam for three days, and the song is amazing.

She used excellent means, won the battle against the master's wife, revealed the true face of the poisonous woman, and she had a son by her side, so she thought that she would always get her wish and sit in the position of the wife.

Who would have thought that if the front foot wins the tiger, the back foot will attract the evil wolf.

Qinglou was born?

Humble status?

Jin Huayu thought about what the old man said in front of her a few days ago, and couldn't help but sneer in her mouth, a crack opened in her chapped mouth, and bright red blood stained her white lips with a touch of color.

She prides herself on being a smart person, relying on her appearance and figure to coax her man into obedience, who would have thought that she is such a 'smart person' but from beginning to end she is just a pawn in the hands of the master who has fought 'madam'.

The new lady is a widow who has been widowed for several years, or her 'good friend', Anjou.

A widow is not innocent, but she is born innocent.

A Qinglou was born but is innocent.

Who is cheaper?

The lady who could restrain the old man was defeated by her, and her chess piece was useless.

An Ru Niang entered the door, seeing her as an eyesore, in order to coax An Ru Niang, the sweet words of the past were all transformed into sharp blades, and one knife at a time.

A woman who can make the master calculate to get rid of his wife and welcome him back, a woman who can make her unguarded as a friend, can she be a small role?

How long has it been?

The original sister-in-law and Anru Niang get along like mother and son.

Even her own sons are close to this 'loving and forgiving' mother-in-law.

And what about her favorite concubine?

A concubine from a Qinglou - not worthy of being a wife!

A ruthless concubine who murdered the main room - unworthy of being a mother!

A concubine with a bad reputation - unworthy of a wife!

"It's been five days, right?" The grandmother asked in her heart.

"I haven't heard anything since yesterday, so I'm supposed to be dead, right?" Another woman opened the door cautiously.

Jinhuayu was indeed dead, starving to death, dying of thirst, and there was a strange fishy smell in the room.

A mother-in-law stepped forward and confirmed that Jin Huayu was indeed dead, leaving a person to look at the corpse, and she hurriedly went back to report it.

After a while, the mother-in-law came back just now, brought two people to wrap Jin Huayu's body directly in the quilt, and the two left through the back door.

The next day, Jin Huayu's grave was dug up by the original concubine, the coffin was opened, and even Jin Huayu's body was not spared, and his clothes were stripped naked and thrown aside, waiting for wild dogs to eat.

The evening wind carried the rain through the mountains and mountains, carrying a deep coolness.

Ye Tianling rode back from Guanwai in a dark color suit, intending to return to Kyoto, his chin was covered with blue and black stubble, and years of wandering and wandering had added a little vicissitudes to his cold face.

When passing by a hillside, Ye Tianling suddenly stopped his horse, as if there was an irresistible force, and he turned his horse's head and rode back up the hill as if he was hypnotized.

The situation on the hillside was chaotic, with a mess of graves dug up, smashed coffins, smashed wordless tablets, and corpses thrown not far away.

Ye Tianling frowned slightly, digging graves, throwing corpses into the wilderness, and doing it so without a lower limit, it is not that he can't do it to this extent with deep hatred.

If he buries the body in place, I'm afraid the grave diggers will come a second time.

Ye Tianling took out a set of unworn clothes from the baggage, closed his eyes, wrapped the corpse and picked it up, and found a cemetery for the female corpse in a hidden place in the nearby woods, so that people could be buried in the ground.

The rain gradually became heavier, and the cold wind blew on the face, which was especially cold.

Ye Tianling took pity on the female corpse and was humiliated after her death, and took out a Burmese gardenia from her arms and put it in front of the grave, wishing her a smooth life in the future.

It was completely dark, and Ye Tianling had already left.

The mountain wind roared and rolled angrily, and in an instant, the sand flew away, and the sky and the earth changed color.

Only the Burmese gardenia in front of the grave was lying there vividly, the wind did not shake, and the rain did not get wet.

The Burmese gardenia outside the gate represents rebirth.

Winter goes to spring, although it is the season of spring flowers, but the remote area of Meilong City is still very cold.

Heavy clouds piled up in the air, and the drizzle was as fine as dust, floating in the air white.

Jin Huayu leaned against the straw pile for a long time, her hair was covered with wet rain and mist, she brushed her hair with her hand, the trance in her eyes finally disappeared, she was reborn!

Jin Tao, the eldest of the Jin family, hurriedly passed by the haystack with a large bundle of firewood on his back, and when he saw Jin Huayu, he was shocked and said, "Pears! What are you doing here? It's raining! Come home! ”

Jin Huayu saw the golden peach, and a familiar pear surged out with the memories of his early years.

She thought that she had long forgotten the past, after all, since she was sold into the Qinglou, she had never mentioned the Jin family in Qingshan Village again.

A large bundle of thin golden peaches pressed by firewood He couldn't straighten her waist, and her wet hair was dripping with raindrops that she didn't know if it was sweat or rain, and she looked at the strange look of Jin Huayu, "Pears?" It's raining too! Why don't you go back soon! ”

Jin Huayu smiled, she is not the flower language in the Qinglou now, she is still the golden pear of the Jin family in Qingshan Village.

"Go home." Jin Li said meaninglessly.

Jin Li didn't go to help with a handful of golden peaches, but walked back quickly.

She hasn't been back to Qingshan Village for more than ten years, but the memories here seem to be deep in the bone marrow, countless nights she dreamed of the riverside, on the field she dreamed of, and the dilapidated house she dreamed of...... It's all from here.

Jin Li skillfully returned to Jin's house, the fence-like courtyard wall, the courtyard gate that creaked when touched, and the two brown robes on the outer wall of the corridor of the broken house were still hanging in the old place, with the ...... in her dreams Family...... Same.

"Sister! What about the hogweed you cut? Where's your basket? You're not going to go to sleep on the haystack again, are you? Jin Xing came back with a large basket of pigweed, and when she saw Jin Li empty-handed, she was angry and accused.

Golden pear blinked, cut hogweed? Sleeping on haystacks?

Yes!

Among the six children of the Jin family, Jin Yougen, the second Jin Tao, the third Jin Pear, the fourth Jin Xing, the old Wu Mei, and the sixth Jin Bao Gen, Jin Li felt that he was smarter than other brothers and sisters since he was a child, and he didn't calculate them less when he was a child.

"I didn't." Jin Pear subconsciously denied it.

But Jin Xing was not stupid, she took two sticks of straw from her hair, and said angrily: "Then what is this?" I'll see how you explain it to your mother! ”

Jin Xing carried the pigweed to the pigsty, thinking that the pigweed she cut was enough for the two pigs in the family to eat, but the pig food tomorrow morning would definitely not be enough.

Jin Li's face turned cold, and her eyes suddenly became sharp and sharp.

In the previous life, they sold her into the Qinglou, and she should repay their kindness and support.