Out of kindness, she took the farmer back to her home, and it was because of this that the woman became acquainted with the farmer and finally walked together.

After marrying, the woman said goodbye to her village and followed the farmer to the land of rape flowers.

Although the two of them were not particularly wealthy, they had a monthly surplus, and when the farm was not working, the farmer would take his wife to the city to see some new things.

But since she became pregnant, for the safety of his wife, the farmer has never taken his wife to the market.

The woman counts the days, and when the child is born, she must go to the city with her husband.

Sometimes, time slips through your fingers without even noticing.

In a blink of an eye, it was time to give birth. The wife grabbed the midwife's hand and let out a heart-rending scream.

I never knew that giving birth to a child was such a painful thing.

The woman grabbed the quilt on the bed.

With a cry of "wow", the woman's first child fell to the ground.

The farmer was overjoyed and named the child "Daylily".

But half a year later, the woman became pregnant with a child again.

She gave birth in October, and this time, a boy was born. However, she died of blood loss.

At the last moment of her last breath, she saw her husband holding her and cried into tears.

"Husband, don't cry, wait for the next life, let's go to the market together...... "Female."

Thinking like this, he finally took his last breath.

The woman's funeral was done in a hurry and simply.

The husband found the coffin left by his ancestor and buried his wife under the cherry blossom trees on the edge of the farmland.

Strange to say, this cherry tree never blooms in the spring, and people think that it may be coming to the end of its life.

But in the spring of the following year, it bloomed for the first time.

The same is true for the third and fourth years.

Even, the cherry blossoms are blooming more and more luxuriantly and beautifully.

The people of the village say that it was the farmer's wife who brought the cherry tree back to life.

The days of the farmer's house are lively day by day.

The youngest son can already walk, and the older sister is also sensible and obedient.

From time to time, the farmer would go under the cherry blossom tree and talk to the tree about his life and that of his children.

The woman lay under the tree, quietly listening to her husband's narration, comfortable and happy.

However, the good times were short-lived.

The farmer's son fell ill for some unknown reason, but he lost his life in seven or eight days.

The villagers helped to bury his son and wife under the cherry blossom trees, and the farmer was so devastated that he felt like he had lost his soul every day.

Since then, the farmer has rarely come to chat with his wife under the cherry blossom trees.

Even if you come, there are very few words that can be said every time. Most of the time, he sat under the cherry blossom trees in a daze, and he was in a daze for an afternoon.

The woman wants to comfort her husband not to blame herself, but she is no longer a person in the yang world, even if her soul is still in this world, she can't convey her thoughts to her husband.

Every morning, the woman would lie in the coffin, through the dirt, and watch her husband carry the hoe from home to the field and from the field back home.

Day after day, year after year.

Until one day, when she saw her husband come home, she suddenly felt that there was one more person by her side.

She looked back and found ......