Changping Village.

When I slept until midnight, Bingbing came over to take pictures of the door of Luo's courtyard.

The Luo family has a large yard. Yang Ruoqing and the others live in the backyard, and Blacksmith Luo and Wang Cuilian live in the front yard. In the words of the old couple, when someone has something urgent to do at night and knocks on the door, it is easier to respond.

No, as soon as Bingbing knocked on the door, Blacksmith Luo came over to ask.

The door opened and Bingbing was wearing one shoe. "Son, do you have another shoe?"

"Grandpa Luo, I ran too fast and got lost." Bingbing ran out of breath.

"What happened?"

"My sister, my sister hung her neck, Aunt Ping'er asked me to call Aunt Qing'er over..."

When Blacksmith Luo heard this, his face turned pale, and he asked Bingbing to stay here to catch his breath, while he ran towards the backyard.

Yang Ruoqing was also shocked when she heard the news.

"Hang your neck? Are you dead?" She asked Blacksmith Luo who was standing outside the window while putting on her shoes.

Blacksmith Luo: "I didn't even ask carefully, but I heard Bingbing say that Huahua hung on her neck and the house was in chaos. My scalp went numb at that time and I quickly came over to call you..."

According to what farmers always say, if you hang your neck, you are probably dead.

"Our village has just completed the consecration ceremony for the Guanyin Temple. Logically speaking, those evil things should not happen again..."

When Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang opened the door and came out, they happened to hear Blacksmith Luo muttering there.

Even though Yang Ruoqing hurried to Ping'er's house, she still stopped and said to Blacksmith Luo: "Uncle, Huahua's matter has nothing to do with the Guanyin Temple. If she dies, she will seek her own death."

The tone in this tone is full of hatred that iron cannot become steel.

"Ah?" Blacksmith Luo opened his mouth wide, his face full of astonishment.

Huahua, that kid, is he very cool?

Listening to Wang Cuilian and other women chatting privately, when they talked about the child, everyone shook their heads and said that Ping'er had raised a white-eyed wolf.

But you can’t really die!

"It's just hanging on the neck, maybe to scare Ping'er. She has played a lot of tricks like this before. Let me take a look." Yang Ruoqing said again, turned around and walked out quickly.

…

When Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang rushed to Zhou Sheng's house, the lights were on in several rooms of Zhou Sheng's house, and Ping'er's crying could be heard from inside. The crying was also mixed with curses, which made people feel heartbroken.

At the door of the hall, Yang Ruoqing met Zhou Sheng's sister-in-law face to face.

The sister-in-law held the little daughter of Zhou Sheng's family in her arms.

"Qing'er, Tangyazi, you are here."

Sister-in-law Zhou Sheng's eyes were bright red. When she greeted the two of them, she glanced at the little girl in her arms who looked like a frightened little rabbit.

"Sister-in-law, what are you..."

"Huahua was disobedient and did something like that. I was afraid of scaring the little girl in the middle of the night, so I took her to my house to sleep."

"So, Huahua is really..."

Sister-in-law Zhou Sheng nodded with tears in her eyes, "...gone."

Yang Ruoqing's feet suddenly shook.

Although she said that Huahua was seeking death, Yang Ruoqing was still a little shocked when she actually heard that she was dead.

She hurriedly ran into the house. In the hall, Zhou Sheng, his eldest brother Zhou Sheng, and his two nephews were sitting there dullly, sighing.

In the west room, Huahua lay straight on the bed, Ping'er lay beside the bed, crying and cursing, and Bingbing stood aside with his head hanging down, his hands clenched into fists.

On the beam in front of the bed, a length of rope was still hanging there, with a noose dangling at the end, as if waiting for someone to stick their neck in again.

"Flower!"

Yang Ruoqing shouted and leaned over to Huahua.

What flashed through her mind was the time when she rescued Ping'er and Huahua who were begging on the street and were bullied by rogues on their way back from overseas.

Huahua was only five or six years old at that time. Although she was born as a eldest lady, she grew up with Mianmian and the three girls in Changping Village, and her character gradually became honest and honest.

During the years when she stayed with Ping'er at the Luo family, Huahua was very obedient and sensible. She helped Ping'er with all her work. Although the two were not master and servant, they felt like mother and daughter.

Later, Ping'er remarried Zhou Sheng, and Huahua followed her, and they became even more dependent on each other when they arrived at the Zhou family.

When Ping'er gave birth to a little girl, Zhou Sheng had to be busy working in the fields to provide food and clothing for the family. During the confinement period, Huahua helped take care of the little girl and cooked and washed Ping'er's food.

Yang Ruoqing almost grew up watching Huahua, watching her grow into a big girl, but later she was repeatedly frustrated when talking about marriage. She met Gu Zhihua when she was unable to achieve anything, and suddenly she felt as if she had been brainwashed.

I plunged headlong into this relationship and couldn't extricate myself.

Gu Zhihua didn't know what he instilled in her, which awakened Huahua's latent desire to become an official's wife. From then on, she alienated her relationship with her natal family, making Ping'er sad again and again, and went further and further down the wrong road.

"Huahua, why did you, such a silly kid, just leave like this? Sister Qing'er, I have never really hated you. I, I just hate that you don't live up to your expectations. Just a little title of being a lady can make you confused...

…”

Yang Ruoqing also shed tears, and all that flashed through her mind were the images of life under the same roof in the past.

This is my distant cousin who I watched grow up, and she is really gone...

Ping'er burst into tears and told Yang Ruoqing the whole story intermittently.

The Gu family's father and son returned from sending Huahua, and they divorced. Gu Zhihua gave Huahua thirty taels of silver as compensation.

"Zhou was so angry that he chased the father and son away. Gu Zhihua said that this was the last time they would see each other. They walked half way up the road and told Huahua not to bother the Gu family anymore. Naturally, they would no longer pursue the two grandsons.

Bingbing was so angry that he started fighting with Gu Zhihua..."

Hearing Ping'er's words, Yang Ruoqing raised her head and glanced at Bingbing. He was standing there with one side of his eyes blue and his exposed arms also covered in blue and purple.

But the young man's eyes were full of fire, and he was gnashing his teeth as fiercely as a wolf cub.

"He killed my sister. I can't beat him now. When I grow up for another two years, I will go to him to fight to the death!" Bingbing said bitterly, then turned around and ran out of the house.

"Bingbing..." Ping'er shouted and wanted to chase him. Zhou Sheng's voice and footsteps came from the hall. It seemed that someone was chasing Bingbing, so Ping'er turned around and caught him.

Huahua put her hand on her cheek and murmured.

"...After the Gu family left, I was worried about what would happen to Huahua, but she didn't cry or make a fuss. She even gave the little girl a braid that made her look proud, telling her to be sensible and filial to her mother when she grew up."

"She slept in the house all afternoon and didn't say anything. I was worried, so I secretly went to your house to look for you. You went to the pasture to do something, and I came back again."

"When we were cooking dinner, Huahua suddenly told me that she wanted to eat the scrambled eggs with chopped green onions that I made. When I was making them, she came to the kitchen to help me stuff the firewood. She said that what she missed the most when she was at Gu's house was the chopped green onions that I cooked.
Chapter completed!