Fate is still playing tricks on people. After a few days of trading, the middle-aged woman became pregnant. When she found out, it was already too late.
She was also cruel, but she still couldn't bear it.
Spring has come and autumn has passed, and winter has entered.
"Aniang, is he a younger brother or a younger sister?" the girl said, touching the middle-aged woman's belly.
"Maybe it will be a younger sister, a little beauty like Wan'er." The middle-aged woman said, touching A Wan's little face.
"Wan'er, remember what A Niang said, good-looking men are the best at deceiving others."
Awan looked at the middle-aged woman curiously, but she still didn't understand what it meant.
Once the child is born, the melon is ripe and the stems fall off.
She, who was already weak, did not escape this long winter in the end.
In winter, Awan held her infant baby in her arms and walked on the snow-covered road.
"Wan'er, take your brother and go north. Where can you find..."
These were the last words the middle-aged woman left for Awan.
Passing by a wilderness, Awan sat on the roadside. After running around for several days, she really couldn't walk anymore.
On a cold winter day, a warm hand reached out to Awan.
"Little girl, where is your family?"
The magnetic sound made Awan slowly open her eyes.
The man was very handsome, and Awan was fascinated by him for a moment.
"You are hungry, this is for you."
With a smile on his face, the man took out the steamed buns from the package and handed them to the girl.
"Brother, it's time to go."
Not far away, several women wearing bamboo hats were urging.
The man was about to leave, but was held back by the girl.
"I'll see you again, right?"
The girl looked at the man with regret in her eyes.
"If we are destined, we will see you again."
After the man finished speaking, he left some food and walked away, but the man's figure lingered in the girl's heart.
The girl took the steamed bun, put it to her mouth and took a bite.
"From now on, how about calling me steamed buns?"
The swaddling child showed a cute smile.
The girl did not go further north, but settled down not far from the wilderness, where she wanted to wait for the man.
Although the man left a lot of things behind, there was a day when he finished eating. The girl looked at the baby who didn't listen to the cry and made a decision with the middle-aged woman.
The days were neither long nor short, and for three whole years, the girl never left.
Until that day.
The girl came back from the battlefield and when she was washing herself by the creek, she ran into two men covered in blood.
That look was extremely familiar. Before the two of them could speak, the man carrying his companion fell down in the stream and fainted.
When the girl finished cleaning the man inside and dropped the mask, she realized that he was back.
"Auntie, she is wrong. All handsome boys are not necessarily liars."
After the pale-faced Awan finished speaking, she stroked Su Ming's cheek.
"You will be fine. Trust me, I will take you to Jinling. There are the best doctors there. You will be fine."
After Su Ming listened to A-wan's story, he already understood that the girl was A-wan, and the man was himself. He wanted to save her, no matter what the cost.
"You said, if I continue to go north, we won't be like this when we meet again."
Awan looked into Su Ming's eyes, looking so unwilling. She didn't want to die yet, she still wanted to stay with him. Even so, the warmth passing through her body seemed to be her final sentence.
"When I die, bury me here and scatter seeds around me. I don't want to starve anymore."
Awan took out the cloth bag from her arms and handed it to Su Ming. Su Ming opened it and poured it into his hand. There was a large amount of seeds inside.
"Can you please let me see you again?" Awan's weak voice sounded.
Su Ming put his right hand on his face, and when he lowered his right hand, he immediately took off the mask.
Duan Zhanlu was very surprised when he saw this scene. It took him so long to discover Su Ming's true appearance.
Awan's pupils slowly expanded and her vision began to blur. She stretched out her little hand and touched Su Ming's cheek.
"After all, I still couldn't watch it..."
Before his little hand touched his cheek, he fell down weakly.
Su Ming quickly grabbed A-wan's little hand and put it next to his face. A tear fell from his eyes and fell on A-wan's little hand.
"Awan, Awan, wake up, haven't you been waiting for me? I'm here now, why don't you say anything..."
Su Ming called out Awan's name one after another, but Awan, who had long since lost his life, couldn't hear him no matter what.
"Sister, sister, wake up."
"Sister, when I grow up, I will protect you and won't let those adults bully you."
"Sister, are you hungry? I'll give you some steamed buns."
Steamed Bun woke up at some point and took a bite of the mud ball in his hand, then handed it to Awan's mouth.
After Su Ming saw it, he quickly snatched the mud ball from the steamed bun's hand, looked at the row of small tooth marks, and luckily said: "You haven't eaten it, right? Steamed bun, haven't you eaten it?"
Mantou looked at Su Ming in front of him, his feeling became more and more blurred, he felt nauseated, and he vomited something, so he fell on Awan's body.
Su Ming looked at the blood all over the ground, accompanied by some black mud, and felt very desperate.
That's right, Mantou ate this steamed bun made of mud, and the blood on the ground showed that Mantou's organs were failing. It was no longer like a day or two to be like this today.
"Sister, wake up, I'm full of steamed buns, this is for you..."
Steamed Bun took out a small piece of cassava from his arms and handed it to Awan's mouth. Before it touched his lips, his little hand fell down weakly.
"Steamed bun, steamed bun?" Su Ming picked up the steamed bun and tried to wake him up.
"Brother, Steamed Bun, I'm not breathing." Duan Zhanlu said at the side with his head lowered.
Su Ming put the steamed buns in Awan's arms, turned around, and stood there.
This station lasted until dark.
"Brother, the dead are the most important, let them be buried first." Duan Zhanlu couldn't bear Su Ming's behavior and whispered beside him.
Su Ming turned around, looked at Awan on the ground and said, "Awan doesn't want her body to be so dirty."
Picking up Awan's body, he walked far away and came to the creek, wiping every inch of his body. Looking at the bruises on his body, Su Ming said distressedly: "Silly girl, why are you waiting for me!
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He took out a piece of clean clothes from the warehouse, put it on A-wan, and returned to the thatched hut.
"Has the steamed bun been buried?" Su Ming said while holding Awan's body.
"Bury it, and I'll scatter the bag of seeds around." Duan Zhanlu said when Su Ming came back.
"Then let's go." Su Ming said with a dull expression.
"What about Miss Awan?" Duan Zhanlu glanced tentatively at Awan's body.
"After waiting for so long, I can't leave her alone anymore." Su Ming held Awan's black hair, as if telling Awan.
Duan Zhanlu looked at Su Ming like this and didn't know what to say. He took out a pill from his bag and handed it to Su Ming.
"What is this?" Su Ming asked.
"The Dingyan Pill can keep the corpse from rotting and producing no odor." Duan Zhanlu put the pill in Su Ming's hand and said.
Su Ming took the Dingyan Pill and put it into Awan's mouth, and it melted into his body.
"Thanks."
Su Ming's eyes never left A-wan's body, he thanked her and walked out the door.