In front of his family, Liu Zhiqiu unloaded a hard thorn, slightly tired.
"Father, mother, buried her in Xinghualing."
That night, she went to Xinghualing.
In her heart, Xinghualing may have her best memory.
Liu Er nodded, "Okay, then Xinghualing, I will find some villagers to help dig the pit later."
Xinghualing happens to be the site of their home, and there is no need to say hello to the villagers.
"I will go to town after dinner later, buy her clothes and order a coffin. Always let people walk in peace." Du Juan said.
Although they weren't from their family, they bought it and they absolutely couldn't make a hasty burial.
Wrap people in straw mats and throw them into mass graves? Only the old poisonous woman from the Li family can do it!
"By the way, I have to boil a pot of grapefruit leaf water to wash the person to remove bad luck. Next time I reborn, I might be able to vote for a good family."
The matter was that the parents and Aunt Hong had finished their work. After they had separated, Liu Zhiqiu got up and walked slowly to the small clinic.
On the couch, the woman still lay there quietly, describing her embarrassed, gray complexion, and no longer knowing what was happening around her.
Walked over, sat next to her, and quietly looked at the blood-stained face.
She will never laugh again.
Nor would you speak softly, Brother Liu.
With a short life of seventeen years, living like a tragedy.
"In my next life, I will vote for an ordinary person, and I will never meet again... a person like me." He said.
What is so good about a person like him
Why did she make her so stubborn
Outside the small clinic, the rhododendron roots, Liu Er, who had already dispersed separately, were gathering together to probe their heads here.
"Er Lin, what do you think our kid thinks about Girl Li Wu?"
"Any thoughts are useless, people are dead, what else can they think. Let him stay alone, it doesn't matter, he knows the measure himself."
He dared to open his mouth and used fifty thousand taels to buy people. He didn't have the courage to be a father, and he almost scared him to death.
How much money do they save? He bought himself a pair of shoes, but he was not willing to buy a pair of more than two hundred words.
This is the prodigal.
I couldn't find comfort in the masters, and Dujuan leaned close to Wei Hong again, watching her chop the firewood and smash the firewood into four pieces evenly with a palm.
"Da Hong, can our kid be as good as you with one palm?"
It wasn't what happened today, she really didn't know that her kid could beat four.
"No," Wei Hong said, "He has no internal strength."
"What is the difference between having internal power and not having internal power? Didn't he learn martial arts from you?"
"Without internal power, it's like a fancy, meeting a real master." Wei Hong picked up a firewood and chopped it down in one palm, splitting it into two, like cutting vegetables, "just like going up to deliver vegetables."
Besides, when did Liu Zhiqiu learn martial arts from her? It was when she was watching her practicing swords next to her, and she learned how to draw a gourd in the same way.
She never thought that he would dared to rush up to fight with others.
The ignorant is fearless.
"..." Dujuan's hands were shaking. That morning, didn't her kid almost mean running up to die
Daring to him! She can't kill him!
Wei Hong reached out and grabbed the woman who was looking for the weapon.
Dujuan immediately turned back and walked out, "I'll go to town and buy the things I need."
Staying, she was afraid that seeing her son's face, she would want to kill him.
Since he doesn't want his life, he should die in her hands.
Lest she have to avenge him.
In the next night, I bought back clean new clothes, and the coffin was also delivered to the door by a man in a shop, and it was placed in the Liu's yard.
In the past, there was always a warm courtyard, because this black lacquered coffin was stained with a trace of depression, adding a bit of gloom.
When Wei Hong and Du Juan were helping the woman to freshen up, they took off their clothes, only to find the shocking scars on her back.
Some places have even festered.
The cuckoo couldn't bear to look.
"It was beaten with a stick. It has been a while, and I am afraid that it has not been healed." Otherwise, it will not fester.
"It must be the family law, that old poisonous woman!" This is her granddaughter! You won't be treated like this
Thinking about the little girl coming to their house yesterday, she couldn't imagine how she supported her to come here.
People who were alive yesterday are already...
With a light sigh, the cuckoo's eyes were reddish.
Those unknown sordid behind the big family, I have never experienced it, and don't understand it at all.
Now it is all in vain to say anything, but it sounds like a cold talk.
Wei Hong was not so sentimental.
It was the first time she had done this kind of thing like bathing the dead, but she had seen too many four people and couldn't attract emotions.
It's just that when the woman was washing off the blood on her chest, her brows were frowned, a trace of doubt flashed across her eyes, and she disappeared.
"Liu Zhiqiu! Liu Zhiqiu!"
As soon as the woman was dressed, yelling came from outside the door.
Then there was a scream, "Ah!"
Wei Hong walked out of the bath room and looked at the woman who was frightened by the coffin in the courtyard, "Miss Kang, why are you here again."
Kang Ziyu's face was pale, and he quickly walked around the coffin and approached the cuckoo, ignoring the woman's obviously unwelcome tone, "I'm here to find Liu Zhiqiu, where is he?"
Behind Du Juan, Wei Hong just came out holding Li Junyue. When he saw the person in her arms, Kang Ziyu immediately took a few large steps back, quickly turned his eyes away, and his face turned paler.
After washing, Li Junyue wore her favorite light-yellow dress, which Du Juan bought her specially, because she was not dying of her life, she didn't wear a shroud.
But Kang Ziyu still didn't dare to look, even if the woman seemed to be asleep, but the pale skin of the dead person and the purplish lips still scared her.
She didn't even dare to ask more, turned around and left, "I'm going to find Liu Zhiqiu!"
"Miss Kang, this is my Liu's compound. Your big girl's rampage is not so good. If you have anything to do with Zhiqiu, you can tell me, and I will tell him the same." Du Juan frowned.
When she walked in, she yelled and drank, seeing that her elders didn't even have any courtesies, which made her even more displeased with Kang Ziyu.
"I told him directly that it's not okay to let you tell," Kang Ziyu walked toward the inner courtyard, hurriedly, "Liu Zhiqiu, Liu Zhiqiu, come out!"
Later, Wei Hong said to Du Juan, "Should I throw her out?"
"Forget it." Du Juan shook his head and sighed silently.
Kang Ziyu and Li Junyue seem to have a relationship with her boy.
Let them settle the matter by themselves.
Kang Ziyu almost escaped into the second hospital.
All that came to mind was Li Junyue's gray and lifeless face, which scared her into a cold sweat and her heart was beating violently.
When Dad returned to the Yamen at noon, she learned that Li Junyue was dead and that she was in the Liu family compound. Liu Zhiqiu bought her relationship with the Li family for fifty thousand taels of silver.