Chapter 12: Broken Candles
The old lady's begging, the wrist that was held at the wrist, was a little scared by the calluses, the hand was very cold, like an ice stone, Ah Zhi's heart rolled inexplicably, she sat down slowly, and listened to the old lady talk.
"This one! It's the jade pendant and a letterhead found in that jacket when I picked you and Ah Qi back then. ”
In Ah Zhi's hand was a valuable jade pendant and a musty letterhead that was missing a corner.
Because he hadn't taken it out for a long time, the dust was sealed in the old cabinet, and a corner was bitten off by the rats, and the thin tooth marks still remained on it.
"Hey!" The old lady sighed to herself, sighed that she was about to die, or sighed that she had not been able to explain her last words, she didn't know herself, how could others know!
Ah Zhi wanted to speak and stopped, just looked at her quietly, the faint yellow candlelight flickered, and saw the tears flickering in the old lady's eyes.
"Grandma, you ......"
"Ah Zhi!" The old lady interrupted her and continued, "It's been really hard for you to follow me all these years, and I haven't been able to give you anything, this object is for you, you go to your biological parents, maybe you can live a good life." I'm dying, I can see you for the last time, and I'm content with my wife. After I'm gone, you go and tell them, come here, don't come. In the future, you should not have any more dealings with them, after all, I fed you, and they did not give you a grain of rice or a spoonful of soup. often beat and scold you, almost killed you, these people can be as far away as they can, that letterhead is the most expensive rice paper in the capital, you take the letterhead to find the paper master, maybe you can find your parents. ”
The old lady's hand shook suddenly, her body tightened, her eyelids raised, and the corners of her mouth twitched, "The house is ruined, full of flaws, someone is making a hindrance, Ah Zhi, don't go to check, leave here as soon as possible, don't let him find you, you take the silver taels on my body, go and find Ah Qi." ”
The old lady had tears in the corners of her eyes, and as soon as she closed her eyes, the tears slipped down like a torrential rain, until her neck and clothes were wet with tears.
She took a heavy breath, it was very difficult, she slowly raised the thousand-pound eyelids, and under the swaying of the faint yellow candlelight, she saw the last face half-blurred and half-clearly, and the face seemed to be surrounded by mist, and finally she couldn't see clearly.
The old hand that had raised to caress Ah Zhi lost its center of gravity and fell on the wooden bed with a thud, and the exposed straw was also smashed by this action, and half floated under the halo of yellow.
Maybe it's not the real Ah Zhi, even if he occupies someone else's physique, he can't feel the family affection that has dissipated after all, Ah Zhi just shed a few lines of tears, his nose was sore, the corners of his eyes were burning, and he put down the inheritance and token that the old lady handed over to her.
Ah Zhi stayed aside and sat quietly all night, fantasizing that the old lady would wake up.
The night had passed, and the old lady had no reaction, but her body was getting stiffer and stiffer, her bent fingers had been straightened, the light pink on her face had been replaced by paleness, and her thin pink lips had turned blue.
After a sleepless night, Ah Zhi's eyes were firmly fixed on the lifeless face, even if he moved his eyelids, his fingers trembled slightly, and his cheeks twitched!
But these miracles have not reappeared, Ah Zhi only reacted heavily, the old lady is gone, she only promised 'Ah Zhi' a few days ago, to take good care of the old lady, so how to explain to her now.
She propped herself up on the edge of the bed, and suddenly fell straight down with a thud, her legs were already unconscious, and only then did she come to her senses, and she sat on her knees all night, no wonder her legs were numb and stiff.
The morning light was faint, a shallow gust of wind blew, and the unclosed windows shook and slammed on the stone wall mercilessly, causing a shocking sound.
Such a big movement, the old lady was not disturbed, lying there quietly and peacefully, with a faint smile on the corner of her mouth.
Ah Zhi sighed deeply, rubbed her arms, rubbed her face again, sighed, it was cold in the morning, she walked to the broken well, fetched a bucket of water, picked up the cold water and wiped her face.
Only then did he sit down and think carefully about where the second uncle and the third uncle of the Ji family were over the years, frowning lightly, disturbing his head, and thinking about it for a long time, he couldn't think of useful news.
However, Ah Zhi rubbed his ears and cheeks, but he still had no clue.
Ah Zhi sat at the head of the bed, staring at the peaceful face, and couldn't help but cry, seeing the old lady pass away, this scene made her seem to witness her mother and that cold friend drowned in the sudden waves.
In front of the village chief with a malicious face, Ah Zhi and a slightly pale woman carried the old lady to the cart, covering her whole body with a white cloth.
The hemp rope that was thick with her wrist was ruthlessly placed on her shoulder, a gray cloth burden was placed on her back, and a water bladder was hung in front of her.
The road from the homeless area to Yizhuang is not far, but the road of one or two hours, forced Ah Zhi to walk for three hours, and then he felt that the soles of his shoes were worn out, and those sand grains could run in, and the soles of his feet hurt.
When enjoying the shade under an evergreen tree, I spread some leaves in the soles of my shoes to prevent the sand from getting into it again, hurting my feet and delaying my walking.
Ah Zhi was sweating profusely, raised his sleeves and wiped them indiscriminately, before he put the hemp rope on his shoulders and continued the difficult responsibility.
"Help! Help me! ”
After passing through a forest that had only been revealed by ten thousand buds, there were screams for help from the grass ahead.
The voice was miserable and hoarse, and the feet ran hard in the grass, and in the spring, many of the grasses had sprouted green shoots, but the withered yellow grass was still swaying in the wind.
The movement of stepping on the dead branches and leaves was getting closer and closer, and when it was close, Ah Zhi had to stop, stood on the side of the road, and pondered that she would leave only after waiting for someone to leave.
However, it turned out to be no simple matter.
In the grass, a barefoot woman crossed over a bush of grass, and the blood of her feet fell like a waterfall in the grass.
The barefoot woman saw a person standing on the side of the road, as if she had grasped the last straw, and hurriedly ran up to ask for help, "Help me, help me!" ”
The barefoot woman choked up, her face covered with tears, ash and dirt.
Ah Zhi was stunned, and just wanted to say something, when he saw a man in the grass holding a wooden stick and knocking it on the back of the barefoot woman's head.
The barefoot woman glared, snorted, and fell straight on her back.
When Ah Zhi reacted, while looking at the angry man, he squatted down to help the barefoot woman who was lying in a pool of blood.
"Hey," the man said, carrying the stick, snorting and glancing at the unconscious barefoot woman, "I can't help but fight!" ”
Hearing this, Ah Zhi was angry together, what does it mean to be beaten? Dare to use people as a toy to vent?
Lightly laying the barefoot woman down on the lawn, Ah Zhi stood up, short in stature, only to the man's elbow.