Haitang didn't see what secret was hidden in this bracelet, she just thought it was special.
At this time, Haiyue came over and asked Haitang to ask her how to pronounce a word.
When I saw Haitang reading a picture under the moonlight, I accidentally glanced at the bracelet on the paper...
"Ah..." Haiyue shouted in a hurry, and the book in her hand fell to the ground.
He raised his eyes in panic.
Haitang turned around and looked at Haiyue in confusion. What's going on? Why are you so panicked?
"Where did this come from?" Haiyue asked tremblingly.
"This is the urgent case that Datong received at the Yamen, the rubbing pattern of the copper bracelet worn on the female corpse." Haitang said.
"Haitang, you, you don't remember, right?" Haiyue felt even more puzzled when she saw how calm she was.
"What's wrong?" Haitang really didn't understand.
Could it be that my sister knows this bracelet? That would be a big help to Haitang! In other words, it would be a big help to Datong.
"It belongs to my mother. My mother had such a bracelet. When we were little, she once showed it to us. Don't you remember? I remember it very clearly. It was this one. At that time, my mother said that it was custom-made. It was the best bracelet in the world.
This is the only one. This is my mother's only dowry." Haiyue said with excitement and certainty.
Haitang felt a chill in her heart after hearing this...
I was still thinking about clues just now, but now that I have them, the feeling is not as good as not having them...
"During the day, did my brother-in-law say that the female corpse was at least ten years old?" Hai Yue asked anxiously.
Haitang nodded.
"It's exactly twelve years since Mom left Bailu Village. Haitang, that unknown corpse is Mom, it's our mother!" The drawings in Haiyue's hands fell into the air like peach blossoms.
No wonder no one claimed it, no wonder no one could recognize this bracelet...
My mother was buried in the barren mountains for more than ten years. No one worshiped her, no one spoke to her, no one came to visit her...
Became a lonely ghost.
Thinking of this, Haiyue's heart hurt like a knife.
"Don't cry yet, sister. The corpse is just wearing my mother's bracelet, so it may not be my mother. Even if the time matches, it still can't be sure to be my mother. Maybe my mother is still alive and living well somewhere."
Haitang also felt that the situation was not optimistic, but now she had to comfort her sister like this.
Picking up the rubbing drawing on the ground, Haitang had no memory of the bracelet, but hearing Haiyue say this, she cried so sadly, and then looked at the copper bracelet, as if she really saw the shadow of her mother...
If she really died in a foreign country like this and was buried in a barren mountain, it would be really unjust and wronged...
"Begonia, I think it's more likely than not. My mother regards this bracelet as a treasure. It's her only dowry and she won't give it to anyone easily. She doesn't even want to let us take another look at it. And after she disappeared, the family
I searched all over but couldn't find this bracelet. She must have worn it by her side at that time and hid it close to her body, so..." Hai Yue became more and more sad as she talked.
All signs indicate that it is most likely my mother’s body.
Now the bones are not yet cold, lying in the cold yamen, making Haiyue, the daughter, feel so heartbroken!
From the barren mountains to the cold morgue, is this the mother's final ending?
Although Haitang was also distressed, she did not feel the same pain as Haiyue. In comparison, she was more rational than emotional.
There is indeed a difference between the one you wear and the one you have with your own child.