Chapter 151: Little Yaya's Clothed Tomb

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Aunt Ruan found that her daughter was also wrong, she hugged her legs and refused to let go.

The little face was also pale and pale.

Seeing her like this, Aunt Ruan knew that she was frightened.

That's right, after all, a five-year-old child, seeing his little friend like this, fell into the river in front of him and never came up again, and the child who was not frightened was really not an ordinary child.

After Jiang Zisu explained that Aunt Ruan took care of her sister, she ran to the river and followed the army to continue to find the traces of her little cousin.

It's just a pity that until dawn, they still couldn't find any trace of the little girl. A group of people returned to the village in some embarrassment. Roche was dragged by several women and sat by the river waiting for their return.

She wished they could bring back their little daughter when they returned. Unfortunately, she was disappointed, not only did they not bring back their daughter, but they also brought the news that they had not been found on it.

Could it be that her daughter is destined to be gone? So, with no one to take care of the aftermath, wouldn't she become a lonely ghost.

Thinking of this, Roche let out a 'whoop' and completely fainted.

People came up to help, some pinched people, and some helped Roche to get lucky. I don't know how long it took to get it, but Luo's people were choked, and they finally woke up.

It's just that after waking up, the whole person seems to be in a trance. The name of the little girl was muttered in his mouth, and his eyes kept looking into the river.

Seeing this, everyone stepped forward to comfort: "Luo, the little girl has left." You can't be so pessimistic, you still have two hairy bolts for them. Look, your kids are watching you! ”

"Yes! Don't be so upset. When encountering such a thing, no one wants to. You'd better think about a few children! ”

"Yes! Looking at those children's eyes, how can you not think about them, you mother? ”

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This voice of comfort, one voice of persuasion. Roche seemed to come to his senses, and turned to look at his other three children, all of whom were crying and red-eyed, looking at him with a blank eye, sobbing.

Oh, yes! They lost their daughter, and they also lost their sister. As a mother, no matter how sad you are, you have to think about the future of your other children, right? It's just that when she thinks of her little daughter, only she knows the heart-wrenching pain.

The greatest sorrow in life is nothing more than three things: the loss of a father at an early age, the loss of a wife in middle age, and the loss of a son in old age.

Although she has not entered old age, she has experienced the pain of losing her daughter.

He turned around, hugged his three children, and cried bitterly.

She blamed herself, blaming herself for not taking good care of her child.

On weekdays, the little girl is very obedient, and follows Jiang Xiaoyu at Jiang Yuer's house, playing day by day. Studying, only in the evening, when she is not busy, she comes back. Snuggle up in your arms and sleep quietly.

And now, where is she? Is it lying in the icy water, or has it been hit somewhere?

At this time, the Jiang family was already in a mess.

Jiang Yu'er is sick and has a high fever that does not go away. He kept muttering something in his mouth, and no one could understand it.

At this time, the plague in Zhiyun Town had not yet passed. Jiang Yu'er looks like this, I don't know if it's a plague? But there is one thing, that is, she doesn't have diarrhea, she just keeps having a high fever, repeatedly, and the whole person is also confused, and she doesn't know what she is doing or saying at all.

In her dreams, she dreamed of many people. There are her former friends, classmates, teachers, family. There are also her current neighbors, family, friends. Only there is no trace of the little girl.

She always felt that she was in the fire for a while, constantly looking for that little figure. After a while, I felt that I was in an ice cellar, and I kept looking for that little figure.

She wished that she could still call herself eldest sister softly. can also softly talk to herself about her innocent thoughts. She can also play hide and seek with herself, and listen to her stories.

I still remember the hope on her face when she asked herself what the county was like. And the disappointment when I heard myself say that the county town is not fun at all.

All night and all day, her dreams kept flashing with people's faces, people's names, and things.

It's just that she seems to be looking for something, and she can't remember what she was looking for.

Jiang Yu'er is sick, and Jiang Xiaoyu is also sick. She was frightened, kept having nightmares, and kept shouting for help! Aunt Ruan saw it and felt distressed.

Her daughter, this time, must have been frightened.

Jiang Yu'er's family is now Aunt Ruan, a woman, who has to take care of her daughter and Jiang Yu'er on the other. It's as busy as a spinning top.

Jiang Ziming followed Li Feng to Zhiyun Town in a carriage, he wanted to find a doctor for his family and see a doctor for his sister.

He hoped she would get better, and now she had a high fever, repeatedly, because she had been soaking in the water for too long yesterday.

He hadn't slept all night, but now he didn't feel sleepy at all. All I thought about was my sister and the little cousin who had disappeared.

Two days later, Jiang Yuer finally got out of bed. Jiang Erzhu's family made a mound for their youngest daughter.

Because of his young age, he improved the cemetery of Zhangzhuang Village. Buried in the grove where the children who died were buried.

When the little girl was buried, Jiang Yuer went. Her steps were a little faltering, but she insisted that no one would hold her back.

The child was buried, and the parents avoided it. Jiang Yu'er saw that they had dug the pit, finished the little girl's little clothes one by one, put them into a small box, and gently placed them in the pit. I picked up a tree next to it, followed the steps of the eldest girl, and walked towards home.

I heard the big girl shouting as she walked, "Yaya, go home." ”

Jiang Yu'er should have shouted along with her, but she couldn't say a word as if she was stuck in her throat. I can only follow behind, wiping my tears while following the steps of the eldest girl towards home.

There is a local custom that a deceased loved one cannot find their way home after being buried. So ask your loved one to shout while walking, so that she can find her way home.

At first, Jiang Yuer felt a little funny.

But now, she really hopes, hopes that the little girl can hear their voices, follow them home, and let her no longer be a rootless duckweed.

After falling into the water from a little girl, Jiang Yu'er said a few words at the beginning, and later there was no pronunciation of a person. She seems to have lost her voice, and the good thing is that she is so sad that she can't speak, more like, she has a serious illness and burned her vocal body.

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