"Miss!"

As soon as the old woman finished speaking, Zhiqiu saw that Gu Qinghuan's legs were weak and she almost fell, so she hurriedly helped Gu Qinghuan.

After Gu Qinghuan stood firm, he signaled that Zhiqiu could let go.

Zhiqiu hesitated, but still let go of Gu Qinghuan.

Gu Qinghuan's face was slightly pale, looked at the old woman, and said, "You just ...... Say what? The widow who lives here hanged herself? ”

"yes, it was many years ago!"

The old woman said, frowning and thinking for a while, "Probably...... Six or seven years ago! At the end of winter, in early spring, when someone passed by the lake, they always smelled a stench in the house, and after reporting to the official, the people from the official government knocked on the door and went in, and found that there was a hanged person inside! When I looked at the clothes, I found that it was the widow who lived here! ”

Gu Qinghuan's lips twitched: "I can ask you, the widow...... What's it called? ”

"This ......"

The old woman looked embarrassed, "Although I live in this neighborhood, I don't know the widow very well, so many years have passed...... I only vaguely remember her surname Bai, which is rare, so I remembered it. ”

"Angelica daze?" Gu Qinghuan's voice was hoarse.

"Alas! That's it! ”

The old woman clapped her hands, then reacted, and squinted at Gu Qinghuan for a while, "Little girl, do you know that widow?" Could it be ...... Are you the widow's mother's family? No, how do I remember that the widow and her man were orphans......"

"She's my sister."

Gu Qinghuan interrupted the old woman's words, bit her lip, and her voice was hoarse: "Bai Zhi...... It's my sister, she's not an orphan. ”

"Oh, this, this......"

When the old woman heard this, she paused for a while, her face was complicated, and finally sighed: "This is really ...... Hey, the widow is not in good health, she has been living a very hard life since her man left, I think she couldn't live that year, so she hanged herself, if you come early......"

Speaking of this, the old woman closed her mouth, and she saw Gu Qinghuan's face pale, as if she was deeply shocked.

“…… Old woman. ”

After a while, Gu Qinghuan spoke, "Where is my sister's grave?" ”

"Probably a mass grave outside the city." The old woman said, "They are all from poor families, and they don't have any relatives to take care of them, where can the government bury people?" They are all sent to mass graves, and any wooden sign is a kindness! ”

"Really...... I know. ”

Gu Qinghuan said: "Old man, thank you." ”

"What's the ...... here" The old woman shook her head and looked at the house over there with regret in her eyes.

Many people who lived in the neighborhood knew that the widow was miserable, and she was an orphan, and the man was still dead, seriously ill, and had no good days to live, and finally had to commit suicide......

These things make me feel hopeless when I think about them.

No matter how hard others are, there is some hope for a better life, but the widow really has no hope at all.

"Zhiyue." Gu Qinghuan's eyes signaled.

Knowing the moon, he immediately took the broken silver and handed it to the old woman.

"How can this be done—" The old woman raised her hand to excuse herself, but she hesitated when she saw her worn cuffs and thought that her grandson had not bought a new dress for the Chinese New Year this year.

"Old man, you can take it."

Gu Qinghuan said softly: "This is what you deserve, and it is also a little bit of my heart as a junior." ”

"This ...... All right. The old woman took the money anyway.

After the old woman left, Gu Qinghuan said to Zhiyue: "Go to the official mansion to check, I want to know where Sister Bai Zhi is buried." ”

Immediately afterwards, she said to Zhiqiu: "Go and prepare a cemetery and a coffin." ”

"Yes, miss." Zhiqiu Zhiyue answered, and then left.

Gu Qinghuan came to the door of the house, looked at the mottled copper lock, was silent for a while, and said to the guard, "Smash it open." ”

A few guards in the rear were stunned, but they did as they were done.

Smashing the lock, they pushed the door open, and the golden sunlight spilled into the room obliquely, reflecting the dust particles flying in the air.

The smell of dreary old came to my face.

Gu Qinghuan did not enter the house immediately, but stood at the door and watched quietly for a while.

Bai Zhi's home is not large, with a bed in the left corner, a stove in the right corner, and tables and chairs in the middle of the room.

There were not many chairs, just two, and one of them fell to the ground.

Compared to this dilapidated house, the tables and chairs in the house are quite good.

This was given to Bai Zhi by Gu Qinghuan.

She originally wanted to give Bai Zhi a new bed, but was stopped by Bai Zhi.

Bai Zhi said to her: "You brought the table and chairs for your own convenience, but it makes no sense for you to bring the bed over and give it to me for nothing." ”

Gu Qinghuan knew that although Bai Zhi was from a bad background, she was a proud person, and if she forced her to accept what she sent, it would be a little insulting, and she had to give up in the end.

But she still found an excuse to give Bai Zhi a New Year's gift during the New Year and prepared a thick bedding.

She could see that Bai Zhi's quilt was not warm.

Gu He prepared a lot for her to give Bai Zhi a gift, and she didn't dare to give expensive ones, for fear of being returned by Bai Zhi, but prepared an ordinary and easy-to-use quilt.

Now, the two thick quilts, spread on the bed, have fallen a very thick dust, and the original color cannot be seen, but it can be vaguely seen that the owner who slept here lifted it and got out of bed.

As a result, the quilt retains its half-folded appearance, and there are still traces of wrinkles on the sheets.

It's a pity that no one has sorted it out anymore.

Gu Qinghuan walked into the house and saw the broken hemp rope on the beam at a glance.

After searching the ground, I could see the other half of the knotted rope falling next to the chair that had fallen to the ground.

Gu Qinghuan stumbled and almost fell, but fortunately, she was on the table.

"Miss!"

Several of the guards who followed her were startled.

"I'm fine." Gu Qinghuan raised his hand and motioned for them to go out, "I'll stay here for a while." ”

The guards looked at each other and finally had to retreat.

Gu Qinghuan didn't care if the chair was dirty or not, she sat down directly, she looked at the chair that fell to the ground opposite, and her expression was in a trance.

She was not surprised by Angelica's death.

Because, when she met Bai Zhi, Bai Zhi had always been interested in "living".

To be precise, Bai Zhi has always wanted to die, but did not take the initiative to do so, but lived a chaotic life, waiting for natural death to come.

As she told Yan Jin Chuxuan before, "Bai Zhi said that the moment she opened her eyes, she was crushed by misfortune, dragging this remnant body to survive, whether she can come out or not is not important to her, whether she lives well or not, and in a short time, isn't it all dust to dust, and dust to earth?" ”

At that time, Gu Qinghuan couldn't understand why Bai Zhi said that, she would always hold Bai Zhi's hand and cry and say that she didn't want Bai Zhi to leave.

Bai Zhi couldn't do anything with her, so she coaxed her again and again, saying, "If I don't leave, I will live......"

But every time she said this, Bai Zhi's eyes were so dull and lifeless.

Therefore, Gu Qinghuan was not surprised that Bai Zhi would choose to commit suicide.

It's just that when the day comes, she still finds it difficult to accept.

No matter how many times you experience the matter of life and death, people's hearts will not become numb, but will become more and more painful.

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