Chapter 63 It was the stepmother who died
After a few hours of travel, the bus finally stopped at the small county bus station.
Su Er blankly carried her luggage and followed the passengers off the train, standing on the platform that was not new but simple and bright, and the big wall clock on the wall pointed to 2 o'clock in the afternoon. Jiang Shilan had already arranged his residence and route in this place.
There are also people coming to pick you up from outside the station.
The minivan traveled from the county seat to Chongqing Village, around the steep winding mountain road, and it took about 50 minutes to arrive. The mountains and rivers in the village are beautiful, and the locals who come and go are very hospitable with simple smiles. The only bad thing is that there are very few communication and electronic devices in Yucun.
But without these things, it also reduces a lot of unnecessary external distractions.
Su Er lived in the village for a week in the blink of an eye, and Jiang Shilan never appeared. Although the relationship between mother and daughter is not very close, in the end, the blood and bones are connected, and in seven days, Su'er has changed from the initial patience to the current anxiety.
In order to contact Jiang Shilan, Su Er walked to the village chief's house to make a phone call.
The phone didn't work, and Jiang Shilan's number had been cancelled and discarded.
"Village chief, how should I go back to the city here?" Thinking of her mother's pale face when she parted, she became more and more uneasy.
The village chief stroked his goatee and said, "I want to go to the county bus station to take a ride." ”
The passenger bus from the county seat to the city runs every eight hours.
Yucun to the county seat...... is the primary question.
Considering that Su Er is pregnant, the village chief said: "You are too bumpy to ride a tractor while pregnant, and the old Li family, who grows fruits at the entrance of the village, has a small van, and every Monday, Guo Li has to go to the county seat to sell goods, and it is safe and convenient to take his car." ”
Su Er ignited hope, thanked him and set off to find fruit plums.
When he was halfway there, a car drove across the river, and Su Er wondered if there were very few cars in the village. Could it be Fruit Plum's car? The car turned around and made a detour to her.
The car stopped not far from Su'er, and two inch-headed men came down, young and strong.
She subconsciously stepped back, and two big men ran up and grabbed her, and covered her mouth and nose with a "hair" towel mixed with "fan" and "medicine". Su Er was so frightened that her sweat "hair" stood on end, and she struggled a few times, and the smell of "medicine" invaded her nasal cavity for a while, and she was tired and had no strength.
When Su Er was a little conscious, the whole person was lying on a stiff chair, with her legs spread and fixed. Overhead, there was a dazzling light, piercing the eyes with tears and dim spots of light.
The cold instrument touched the skin underneath, and was pulled and peeled off little by little.
Child!
She suddenly thought of something terrible, and wanted to struggle, but the effect of the anesthetic medicine did not wear off. Powerlessness and despair overflowed in her heart, she could only keep shedding tears, her face was flushed, and the blue tendons in her neck looked very terrifying. How cruel it is for her to feel the child's gradual peeling and death in the mother's body! If she could make a sound, she would definitely scream in despair, and if she had a knife in her hand, she would definitely not hesitate to kill these people.
But she had nothing but to be like a fish on a chopping board, waiting to be slaughtered.
I don't even know who these people are.
"Okay, you can notify Lu Shao."
Su Er was on the verge of a coma when she heard someone whispering.
Lu Yanzhi!
She can only sustain the heart of life, and it will be shattered into powder. I don't know how long it took, she sank into a chaotic nightmare, and the cry of the child was everywhere in the darkness, but no matter how much she shouted, she couldn't find where the child was.
When the cry grew farther and farther away, until it was gone, she suddenly opened her eyes, like a person who had almost suffocated in the water, and opened her mouth to breathe rapidly.
"Xiao'er, you're finally awake."
The aunt next door, who was busy in the outhouse, heard the movement and ran in to check, and saw that she woke up with a relieved expression on her face. Su Er found that she was lying at her aunt's house, her mind was in chaos, and she wanted to sit up and lead her to a slight pain.
Memories of despair hit the brain.
Su Er panicked and went to 'touch' her lower abdomen, choked her throat, and her whole body trembled.
"Xiaoer, you can't cry now, you have to take care of your body."
Auntie hurriedly reassured.
She was like a battered little beast, her fingers clutching at the bedding, her mouth open as if she were crying but not making a sound. It took a long time to let out a whining cry, and the meridians from the eyebrow bone to the forehead angle loomed.
The aunt was worried, hugged her and patted her on the back gently, and sighed: "Poor child." ”
I don't know how long she cried, but when she was tired of crying, she slowly withdrew from her aunt's arms, trembling her lips and asking, "How did I come back?" ”
"I was about to ask you what happened, but I came back from work and found you lying on the road, so I was so frightened that I quickly called Shangguo Li to take you to the county hospital. Didn't expect ......"
She couldn't bear to say the rest of the story.
Su Er lowered her eyes, took a deep breath with a sour nose, and was silent for a long time before saying, "Auntie, can I bother you with something in the near future?" ”
"You say."
"I'm here alone, and I don't have any relatives around. If such a big thing happens, my body will not recover, and I am afraid, can I live in your house temporarily? ”
Auntie nodded: "Of course." ”
Su Er 'groped' in her pocket and found that the savings given by her mother were still there, so she left the cost of the ride, and stuffed the rest to Aunt Li, "I want to take good care of my body, and I will go back to the city when I am well recuperate." ”
No matter how far you hide, you can't avoid disaster.
It's better to hit it directly.
These days, Su Er is as thin as a paper man, and it is not easy to make up for some "color". Auntie's house has a TV, and usually after dinner, many children and adults will come to watch TV programs. Now because Su Er needs to recuperate, Auntie didn't let anyone come back again.
In addition to eating and drinking, Su Er mostly stayed in a daze on the bed, occasionally silently shedding tears.
"Watch TV, I'll go stew the old hen and make soup for you."
The TV is broadcasting local TV entertainment channels, the same celebrity scandals.
Su Er felt bored, and was about to turn off the noise, when the camera happened to turn to the red carpet scene of a jewelry festival. All the gimmicks are all on the people who appeared in the finale, Lu Yanzhi was dressed neatly, and he was so cold and slightly ruffian that he held a certain movie star to attend the event.
Her heart tightened, and something was beating back and forth in the depths of her bone marrow and blood.
The reporter's attention was all focused on him.
Someone took advantage of the interview to ask: "Mr. Lu, what do you want to say about the recent fall from the building?" ”
"Why do people choose to jump off the building and 'commit suicide' in Lu's office building? Is it an in-house employee? ”
"Mr. Lu, according to the latest news, it was your stepmother who jumped off the building."
"The chairman just passed away, my stepmother left home, and now I suddenly jumped off the building, is there any conspiracy in it?"
Sharp and sharp questions, obviously did not follow the prepared manuscript paper to ask questions, and wanted to get the latest information on the front line. Lu Yanzhi on TV did not have a black face and was angry, but smiled, and was so well-dressed that he had to accept a series of questions and answers.
Su Er outside the TV, her scalp is tight.
Jumping off a building, "suicide"!?
She almost fell out of bed, crawling over to grab the tiny TV with her hands and feet, her eyes bloodshot as she looked at the man on the screen.
Lu Yanzhi said: "Yes, it was my former stepmother, Jiang Shilan, who jumped off the building and committed suicide. As for why she chose to end her life in Lu's office building, it was probably because of guilt and guilt. He paused at the end and looked up at the camera.
His deep, dark eyes seemed to confront her through the TV screen. Although she was so angry that she gritted her teeth, she still couldn't help but feel cold.
He curled his lips and smiled: "Xiao'er, when will you come back when Aunt Jiang is dead?" If I don't come back, I'm afraid I won't even see the body. ”
"Bastard!"
Su Er screamed bitterly, if it weren't for his sanity, he would have smashed the TV with a stool.
Auntie ran in while tying her apron when she heard the cry, "What's the matter, Xiao'er!" ”
She had red eyes and said, "Auntie, I'm going back to the city." ”
"But your body ......"
"My mom died."
Auntie was stunned for a few seconds, wiped her wet hands on her apron, and hurriedly said, "Okay, I'll go find Guozili and let someone send you to the county seat." ”
The journey back to the city was bumpy and bumpy.
Su Er caught the last long-distance bus in the middle of the night and bought an entertainment weekly at a convenience store, and it was really all about the fall in front of Lu Yanzhi and Lu's office building. She found the address of the funeral home where her mother's body was placed in many scandals and speculations, and the car stopped at the platform, she didn't even care about her discomfort, and stopped the car and rushed to the funeral home.
It was already 12 o'clock, and the hall was brightly lit.
Su Er lowered her cap and hid in the corner, waiting for the lights to go out before sneaking in.
The air pressure in the hall is cold, and the wreath decoration is not pretend. Su Er approached the coffin by the faint light of the moonlight outside the window, saw her mother's face distorted and reorganized due to the high-altitude crash, and covered her mouth and cried.
"Mom, you said you would come to me."
The trembling fingertips caressed Jiang Shilan's stiff cheeks, and the coolness in his heart swallowed up the residual temperature in his body little by little.
Jiang Shilan loves beauty the most, and would rather die than lose her hair through chemotherapy, but now she chooses to die like this and falls beyond recognition. She lay on her stomach on the heavy coffin, crying so much that she almost couldn't catch her breath.
Syllable.
The lights in the room are lit up in response.
Su Er was startled, and she didn't have time to hide from the eyes of the few men who had already "exposed" in the eyes of the few men who walked in.
Lu Yanzhi walked from behind the crowd and stood not far away and tilted his head to look at her. The clothes are still the dinner party clothes of the jewelry ceremony, and the whole person is handsome but alienated, but the word demon pops up in Su Er's mind.
"Xiaoer."
He called softly, and when he saw her shapely, his eyebrows couldn't help frowning.
Like a beast covered in spikes, Su Er glared at him with red eyes, and the moment he approached, he jumped up with his fists and punched him hard. A punch that was clearly easy to dodge, Lu Yanzhi didn't dodge it and received a blow.
The punch she swung with all her strength made Lu Yanzhi feel pain, he moved his tooth joints, and laughed: "Such a little strength? ”
"Bastard!"
She scolded angrily, picked up her fist and tried again, but this time she didn't succeed, her wrist was grabbed entirely, and the distance suddenly narrowed with him.
Lu Yanzhi bent down, "touched" her face, and asked, "Why did you lose so much weight?" ”
"Don't be coy here, how can I lose weight? Shouldn't you be surprised how I'm still alive! ”
Lu Yanzhi chuckled: "Of course I know that you are still alive." ”
"Then you must have received the message."
Su Er's laughter is even more ugly than crying, "Your child is dead." ”