Chapter 172 A Powerless Death

"So, Sister Xiaoyu, we've used up quite a bit of the supplies you left behind," Mo Huaiyu said to Mu Qingyu somewhat embarrassed.

Mu Qingyu waved her hand: "The supplies were originally meant for you. Besides, you haven't misused them. I see that our house has an extra layer of defense."

"Sister, not only our house, but also Brother Jingchen's, Brother Hanyu's, and their houses have all been reinforced," Mu Qingrong said with a smile.

Seeing her younger brother happy, Mu Qingyu smiled and handed him an apple, and also put one in Mo Huaiyu's hand. The apples were very fresh; Mu Qingyu had found apple trees in the forest of her space. The apples weren't ripe yet, but they were edible, so she could try something new.

Mu Qingrong took it and stuffed it into her mouth without any hesitation, then mumbled, "Sis, you're becoming more and more like Doraemon."

Mu Qingyu ignored him and continued to ask Mo Huaiyu, "Qin Zhaoxian is dead, then... what about Aunt Mei? How is she?"

Mo Huaiyu smiled and said, "I forgot to tell you about this. Originally, Building No. 4 was going to be brought back, and Sister Xiao Ai and I were supposed to move back as well, but..."

"No, no!" Mu Qingrong quickly interjected, "Xiao Mo and Sister Xiao Ai can't move away! Without Sister Xiao Ai, there won't be any good meals left! Besides, Xiao Mo can help me so much, what will I do if he goes back..."

Actually, it's right next door, so it wouldn't make much of a difference if they went back. But we've all lived together for so long, and we're used to each other's presence. If they really move out, the house will suddenly feel empty, which makes people feel really sad.

In the past, Mu Qingyu wanted to protect the secret of her space, so naturally, the fewer family members there were, the better. Now that everyone knows she is a space-type ability user, it doesn't matter anymore.

"I didn't ask Xiao Mo and Xiao Ai to move out, look how anxious you are!" Mu Qingyu tapped her younger brother's forehead. Although Mu Qingrong has grown up a lot, he is still not as steady as Mo Huaiyu.

"Anyway, even if you want them to go back, they can't go back now. We've had Qingqing's whole family move in," Mu Qingrong said confidently.

Mo Huaiyu quickly explained, "The main problem is that Aunt Mei's mental state has been quite poor since Qin Zhaoxian died. For the first two days, she wouldn't eat or drink. When the others took Qin Zhaoxian's body out to bury it, she initially refused to let it go..."

“I thought she probably wouldn’t be happy if I went back with Sister Xiao Ai. But she usually likes Sister Qingqing and her sister, as well as those three children, so she simply let them move into Building No. 4.”

"Firstly, Building 4 is much safer than their original residence, which also saves us the effort of reinforcing Building 5. After all, Xiao Rong has been extremely busy lately, and we need his help in everything."

"Secondly, Aunt Mei likes them, so it's good to have them accompany her, so that Aunt Mei won't be too upset if Qin Zhaoxian is gone..." Mo Huaiyu explained carefully.

"Your arrangements are excellent," Mu Qingyu praised. She didn't intend for Mo Huaiyu and Xiao Ai to move out.

Not to mention that Xiao Ai's cooking skills have greatly improved their lives, even in ordinary times, Mu Qingyu doesn't like to worry about anything, and the three little ones take care of many small things at home.

Besides, they were all very well-behaved and never stepped into Mu Qingyu's room. They usually played by themselves and never bothered Mu Qingyu.

But now that I've gotten used to living here, with several young people in the house, it's lively and not so bad.

"See, I told you my sister wouldn't have any objections!" Mu Qingrong said to Mo Huaiyu, hands on her hips.

Mo Huaiyu smiled and said, "You were right after all." However, the way he spoke made it seem as if he was coaxing Mu Qingrong… even though Mu Qingrong was older than him…

"How are the others? Has anything happened in the village these days?" Mu Qingyu then asked.

The two children seemed to have thought of something and fell silent for a while, and Mu Qingrong stopped smiling.

After a while, Mo Huaiyu said, "Mrs. Lü, who is Lü Peng's wife, she...she has passed away."

She passed away?! How could that be? After Jingchen moved in with them last time, Mrs. Lü's condition improved... How could this be?!

Could it be that something unexpected has happened?

Seeing the shocked look on Mu Qingyu's face, Mo Huaiyu explained softly, "Mrs. Lü committed suicide. Nothing happened."

“That day, everyone next door went to cut bamboo or collect metal. Because Mrs. Lu’s condition had been improving recently, no one stayed with her… She just… climbed to the top floor, and then jumped, landing headfirst…”

Even without Mo Huaiyu saying more, Mu Qingyu could imagine the horrific scene. "Why?" Mu Qingyu asked, utterly puzzled.

"Mrs. Lu left a suicide note. Since she fell ill, she had been sometimes lucid and sometimes confused. When she committed suicide, she was fully lucid, so she wrote the suicide note."

"In her suicide note, she said that since the death of her son with Lü Peng, she had been immersed in grief and unable to pull herself out. She had also tried to tell herself that the dead are gone and the living must live well. Her son is gone, but her husband is still here."

"Her husband needed her and never abandoned her. But the pain was something she couldn't control. And then the end times came, and the world became terrible and hopeless."

"The arrival of the apocalypse deepened her suffering; she felt that every day she lived was like being in hell. When she was confused, it was alright, but in those moments, it was as if her son was still alive and the world was still beautiful..."

"But through treatment, she has become more and more lucid, and thus more and more painful... She doesn't want to endure this pain anymore. At the same time, she also said that in the apocalypse, she is like a huge burden to Lü Peng, and she feels that it would be better for Lü Peng and for everyone else if she died... No one would need to waste resources and energy on her..."

"So that day, when everyone was out, she resolutely jumped... She probably deliberately made sure her head hit the ground first, worried that the three-story building wasn't tall enough..."

After Mo Huaiyu finished speaking, everyone remained silent for a long time.

After a long while, Mu Qingyu asked, "How is Lü Peng?"

Mu Qingrong shook her head: "Brother Lü Peng isn't doing well. Ever since Mrs. Lü passed away, he hasn't spoken and has been keeping himself locked up at home these past few days. His friend is worried he might do something rash, so he's been following him around like glue these past few days, keeping an eye on him..."

No sooner had Mu Qingrong finished speaking than a knock came from outside the courtyard.