Huyun has not seen her mother since she can remember. She only has Nanny Yalin in her memory. Her mother only lives in the narrative of Nanny Yalin. She is so beautiful, so dignified, and so noble. She is in
In the narration of Nanny Yalin, she has been living with little Penghao. Penghao knew that her mother died when she was just one month old. She was not killed by someone, nor did she die naturally.
She committed suicide. She pierced her beautiful chest with a delicate short dagger. She died. She died to protect her chastity and her dignity. Does a slave also have dignity? In the past, Penghao always
I just can’t understand what kind of dignity a mother has that would allow a mother to leave her one-month-old child to die. Does a slave have such dignity? Is this necessary?
She understood. Yes, it is necessary. It is not for anything, just for the person in her heart. For the father of the child. If she met the situation like her mother, she would also choose to die. Now,
She was going to die. She thought of Yinqi, and her heart still felt pain. Yes, Yinqi, I am leaving. From now on, there will be no more worries, no more worries about whether you will recognize our child.
No more worries about whether you still want me or not?
I don't think about anything anymore. We are about to die. Is there anything to be afraid of? No, in fact, there is nothing more miserable in this world than being a slave who will be whipped and killed at any time.
That's it. Is there anything terrible about death? Not at all. It's just a pity for the child.
He rubbed his stomach.
I will go with my mother. We will always be together. Your mother will never be separated from you. Let’s go find your grandmother. We will live a happy life together in that life. Maybe there will be no life in that life.
Slave, no master, no blood, no killing. Child, come with mother, let's go. My child.
A beautiful weak flower bloomed on her green and white face. Hua Zi saw it, and so did Aunt Zhang.
Her crotch faded, and the morning color came in. Aunt Zhang's eyes lost the last glimmer of light in the morning light. Hanako cried so hard that she almost lost her breath. Penghao didn't say anything, and didn't shed a tear. She looked at it
Four stout male servants stood outside the door to call her. She stood up slowly. She didn't pack anything. She took one last look at her small house. She only said one sentence to the four people, "Let's go."
Bar."
I'm sorry
The right spring of the dragonfly cried sadly, and then rushed over to hug Bashao.
My dear sister!
She touched Hanako's head. She turned her head and bowed deeply to Aunt Zhang. She didn't say anything to Aunt Zhang. She didn't say anything to this aunt who had taken good care of her since she was ten years old.
What can be said? No matter how much she says, it can't help but make her sad. No matter how much she says, it can't repay her kindness that is as deep as the sea. She can only bow to her, bow deeply.
Bow to her with all the reluctance and love. This bow represents all the things she can't say.