It took Yi Danyou and Yi Tiannian two full days of driving to return from the small town where she had lived and hid for four years to the small village in the city where she had lived for twenty years.
Because her original house in the town had been sold to someone else when Yi Tiannian left home, the father and daughter could only live in a small wooden house in a relatively remote mountain in the town.
That was the place where Yi Danyou's grandparents rested for the rest of their lives. Later, when the grandparents passed away, the house remained empty...
This place is sparsely populated, with only five households in total. Including Yi Danyou and Yi Tiannian, there are a total of six households, with a total of less than fifteen people.
Usually only the elderly people come here to live here and spend the rest of their lives. Now, Yi Danyou's fate is the same as this group of elderly people. They quietly wait to die here and spend the rest of their lives.
It took Yi Danyou and Yi Tiannian a whole day to clean the cabin from the inside out, tidy up the room and other trivial things, and Yi Danyou walked alone on the remote mountain path.
Here, it is still as beautiful, as quiet, and as peaceful as before
Although this place is remote, it is beautiful. She can spend the next half year of her life here, and she is satisfied.
She is willing to give her soul to this beautiful village that has raised her for 20 years, and she is also willing to live here for the rest of her life.
The air in the mountains is very fresh. Here, Yi Danyou feels unprecedentedly comfortable. She can't remember how long it has been since her nerves were in a tense state. Only these few days after returning here can her life be considered complete.
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After only a few days, she felt that her stomach was getting more and more uncomfortable, but she did not dare to let her father know. Sometimes when she saw her father's loving face, she felt very guilty.
Unexpectedly, she could not die for her father, but instead asked her father to die for her.
She would feel very unfilial every time she thought about letting her elderly father experience the pain of "white-haired people giving away black-haired people" in the second half of his life.
One million is undoubtedly an astronomical figure for her
In fact, she knows that it is very simple for her to live. As long as she opens her mouth, one million is just a piece of paper.