Well, Qing Pheasant thinks it is unexpectedly good.
Since the young lady woke up early that morning, she has no fever, coughing or vomiting blood, or falling asleep.
Yesterday I got out of the car and walked a few steps, but I was so weak that I quickly returned to the car and lay down.
The cart was still driven slowly by a thin donkey, and the road was bumpy, sometimes hot and sometimes rainy, but every time I turned around and spoke, someone responded, and all the hardships, hardships, and anxiety were swept away.
Before I knew it, I had actually arrived at Xu Chengjie.
We are really going to the lady's house.
She really sent the lady back.
"Miss." Qing Zhi couldn't hide his excitement and asked, "Are you familiar with this place?"
The lady lay in the car and shook her head: "I'm not familiar with it."
Also, now I have just entered the Xucheng realm, not the lady’s home. Xucheng is so big, how can the lady be familiar with it, and the lady is not very happy to come home...
Qingzhi took out the picture drawn by the lady and looked at it. Although he had memorized it in his mind, he still had to open it and look at it every time, as it seemed that this way he could be more accurate.
That night, the lady forced herself to draw dots and lines to outline the route. It was simple but very detailed, down to the names of villages and towns.
Now that all those villages and towns have been passed, there are only two dots left on the picture, one dot says Xinghua Academy, and the other dot says Cemetery.
Qing Zhi's eyes fell on the last point, and his heart ached.
"Miss, are you hungry?" she asked softly.
The lady shook her head again: "I'm not hungry."
Qing Pheasant then said, "Well, let's continue on our way and try to stay at home tonight!"
The young lady also said hello, but did not close her eyes and rest. Instead, she looked at the picture in Qing Zhi's hand and stretched out her hand: "Show me."
A road map? Qing Zhi hurriedly handed the blueprint to her. The young lady spread the blueprint in front of her eyes and looked at it carefully.
The donkey cart swayed and continued to move forward.
Qing Zhi turned around from time to time and saw that the young lady was looking at it very seriously and stroking the words on it with her fingers.
"Miss's handwriting is really good." Qing Zhi said, "Everyone in the family said so, even the third young master said...
Before she finished speaking, Qing Zhi raised her hand and slapped herself in the mouth. What kind of family members and what kind of third son? These are all enemies from now on. How could she mention this in front of the young lady?
The lady didn't seem to hear the last part of the sentence. She gently stroked the drawing with her fingers and nodded: "It's very good."
Qing Pheasant breathed a sigh of relief, said no more, and led the skinny donkey to quicken his pace.
At dusk, a thatched cottage finally appeared in Qing Zhi's sight. It was next to the road and by the lake. The afterglow of the setting sun gave it a golden light.
But as we got closer, the golden light dissipated, leaving only ruins.
There are three houses side by side, and there are traces of fence posts outside the houses. The fences have all disappeared.
The doors and windows are dilapidated and overgrown with weeds.
It was even more ruined than the ruined temples they passed along the way.
Miss's home really doesn't feel like home... Qingzhi stood in front of the thatched cottage and didn't know what to say. He felt very sad. Miss, in fact, she has no home.
"Not bad." A voice behind said.
Qingzhi hurriedly turned around and saw the young lady getting out of the car. She hurriedly supported her.
The young lady put her backhand on her arm and looked through the window at three rooms from left to right. One should be the living room, one should be the place where the young lady's grandfather taught, and the other one was the kitchen, with the earthen stove still there.
"This house is in good repair and very solid. It looks dilapidated on the outside, but even the wind and rain have not invaded the inside." The lady said, patting the doors and windows lightly with her hand, "As long as the doors and windows are replaced and cleaned, it will be ready for living.
"
She sniffed lightly again.
"The house has also been treated with medicinal materials to prevent snakes and insects from invading."
Is that so? Qing Pheasant looked inside, and sure enough she saw that the roof was intact, and there were no traces of rain leaks on the ground. Whether there were snakes or insects, it was impossible to tell without going in. However, she also sniffed hard, and there was indeed no corruption that could not live in people for a long time.
breath.
"As expected, Miss's home is the one she knows best," she said happily.
The lady looked at the thatched cottage and said, "I'm not familiar with it either."
Qing Pheasant didn't think it was too strange after hearing this. The young lady seldom talked about herself when she was at the Lu family. She only mentioned to her that she came to her grandfather's house after her mother died of a serious illness.
Not long after arriving, I was picked up by the elder, so I am not very familiar with this place.
Qing Zhi asked no more questions and looked at the lock on the door: "Miss, do you have the key?"
The lady hummed, but did not take it out. Instead, she raised her eyes and looked at the hill next to her.
"Let's go see the cemetery first," she said.
Yes, after such a big thing happened, even if the relatives are gone, it is a place of peace of mind in front of the tomb. Qingzhi responded, without asking whether the young lady was physically able to walk. If the young lady could not walk, she carried the young lady on her back.
The lady didn't let her carry her on her back. Although she looked very weak, she supported her with one hand and a bamboo stick with the other, and slowly reached the halfway point of the mountain.
After turning around a path that was obviously man-made, I saw two small tombstones in a patch of green bamboo.
Qing Zhi carefully helped the young lady sit down in front of the tomb. He didn't know how to comfort the young lady, so he lowered his head to clean the dead branches and leaves in front of the tomb. From the corner of his eye, he saw that the young lady was not crying, but looking at the tombstone quietly.
"Old man Yue." The lady said softly and read out the name on the tombstone.
This was obviously not his real name, and Qingzhi couldn't help but look at the tombstone. There was no biography or origin, only three words.
"Yue Nu." The young lady looked at the tombstone next to her.
Is this the young lady’s mother? Qing Zhi looked at the tombstone and saw it was so simple. Only these two words were left in a person’s life, and nothing else.
"Then I will write in the future..." the lady's voice said, "Yue, little girl?"
Qingzhi felt like laughing for no reason, but it wasn't funny at all.
Does Mr. Yue have only one daughter? Does Yue’s mother have only one daughter, the young lady? The young lady’s father
The young lady only has a nickname in the Lu family and has no surname.
Without a surname, a person has no family, clan, or other relatives.
It is so sad to live a lifetime without a name and a family, a lonely grave on the mountain.
"Miss." Qing Pheasant said, "Your name is Ah Qi, that's your name."
Even if it's a nickname given by my mother, it's still a name.
The young lady turned to look at her and shook her head gently: "No."
No? Qing Pheasant was stunned for a moment.
"It's Qixing." The lady said, stroking her cheek with her hand, "My name is Qixing."
Qixing? The lady’s name turned out to be Qixing. Qingzhi was surprised and happy.
"This name is really nice." She said happily, but also curious, "Does it mean the Big Dipper? The stars in the sky——"
The green pheasant looked up at the sky. It was getting late, but the stars were not yet visible. He also looked at the young lady sitting in front of the tomb under the setting sun. She had black hair hanging down her shoulders, eyebrows like distant mountains, and eyes like dots of paint.
She couldn't help but say: "It means that the young lady is as beautiful as a star."
The lady smiled.
"Qing Pheasant," she said, "go pick up some firewood and we'll light the fire."
Oh, yes, I need to cook and boil water later, and there must be no firewood at home. Qing Pheasant responded, and was about to walk away, but hesitated.
The lady is too calm.
When I returned home and saw the graves of my grandfather and mother, I didn’t cry or fuss or even shed a tear.
Does the lady have a death wish?
"Miss," she said, "don't be confused, no matter what, you are alive..."
She didn't know how to persuade her at the moment. How would she survive as an orphan after being treated so treacherously by the Lu family?
Qing Zhi's tears fell.
"Miss, if you are alive, you can at least visit the graves of your grandfather and your mother."
Is this a reason for consolation?
The young lady glanced at the tombstone. Someone who didn't even leave his name probably didn't care whether there were descendants to visit the tomb.
She looked at the maid's tearful eyes, nodded and said hello.
"I will not seek death," she said, "I will live."
She looked at the tombstone, her eyes fell on the word "Vietnamese Girl", and she stretched out her hand to touch it gently.
