Bonnie carried her basket into the family compound, and many other aunties and grandmas rushed over to see what was going on after hearing the news.
Bonnie found them particularly repulsive; their gossip was deadly.
Someone wanted to greet Bonnie and ask her if she knew what was happening outside, but seeing her serious expression, they didn't dare to speak.
"Bonnie, what's wrong?"
Sister Xiang is busy in the kitchen. There's meat today, so we'll have hot pot today instead.
"I just came back from the market, and a group of people were running around shouting that someone had died. I was dragged along with them. It was so tragic. A young married woman had slit her own throat, and she was pregnant with another child. Two lives lost."
"What happened? How could it be so serious? She's pregnant."
Sister Xiang was also shocked. She hadn't heard of anything like this in years. Only during those chaotic years did people occasionally choose to commit suicide because they couldn't go on living.
"It's that young woman who danced before the New Year. I thought it was all over and no one would mention it again. I never expected it to be so tragic right after the New Year."
Bonnie didn't know the specifics, but she could guess that either her in-laws were gossiping, or her neighbors and colleagues were talking about it.
Bonnie knew that this matter would eventually be dropped, and no one would pay the price. They would just think that they hadn't done anything wrong, that they had only said a few words of gossip. But how many people have died because of gossip throughout history?
Bonnie and Sister Xiang were talking about these things in the kitchen. The children didn't go out today, otherwise they would have heard some nonsense.
Bonnie was listless all day. She was almost finished writing a short story about relationships, but she couldn't concentrate anymore. The image of a man's sad eyes and a woman's arm hanging limply at her side kept flashing before her eyes.
We had hot pot for dinner, and the children enjoyed themselves immensely. Bonnie tried her best to control her emotions. Perhaps it was because her period was approaching and her hormone levels were fluctuating, coupled with this situation, that Bonnie was in a bad mood.
"Honey, are you about to get your period? You seem a bit off. I'll make you some brown sugar ginger water, have some."
When Gu Ye returned, he noticed that Bao Ni was in a bad mood. After calculating, he realized that she was due to have her period in the next few days. However, after dinner, he felt that something was wrong with Bao Ni, as her complexion was not good.
"Gu Ye, come to bed and hold me for a while. I want you to hold me. Today I accidentally witnessed a young life end, two lives lost, and I was a little traumatized."
Bonnie felt she really needed Ye Ge's embrace to comfort her.
Gu Ye hadn't expected this to happen. He got into bed, put his arms around Bao Ni, and let her rest her head on his arm.
“I saw sadness in the husband’s eyes when I saw a young couple dancing earlier.”
Bonnie pressed her head against Gu Ye's chest, listening to his strong heartbeat, and felt much better.
"Mom, Mom, something's happened..."
In his haste, Sanqi rushed in without knocking and was stunned to see his parents lying on the bed, embracing each other.
"You must be in a real hurry to barge in like that."
Gu Ye sat up. His wife had just calmed down a bit, but this guy had no sense at all.
"No, I, I, it's nothing, I forgot what I was going to say."
Sanqi closed the door and left. He hadn't expected his parents to be in bed so early, but the sight of them hugging each other was quite heartwarming.
What's wrong with Panax notoginseng?
Bonnie didn't hear what he said, so she wondered why he left.
"They probably heard about it and rushed over to tell you."
Gu Ye ignored his son; Xuan Yu and the others were outside. It wasn't a big deal; it was something they had to face sooner or later. There were many disharmonious aspects to society, but they were simply exposed to too little of them.
Sanqi went back upstairs to the second floor, where the children gathered in the study to discuss the matter. They felt that gossiping was a harmful thing and that they should take it as a warning in the future.
The other families in the compound also heard the news, especially the older women; they never expected something like this to happen. Luckily, they weren't from the staff quarters, otherwise, they would have become enemies.
Yang Xue huddled on the bed, trembling. She was truly terrified. During the Spring Festival, she had gone out for a stroll, and when people saw her, they would at most whisper a few words to each other, and then move on.
She thought the matter was over and planned to find a job after the New Year, work hard, and never dance or go out to cause trouble again.
But unexpectedly, Qu Jing died just like that, and in such a tragic way. Back then, she envied Qu Jing; she was married, and her husband spoiled her and took her out to play.
"Xiaoxue, are you feeling better?"
Comrade Wu's voice pulled Yang Xue back from her memories. She looked at her mother, tears streaming down her face.
"Mom, I'm scared. I really didn't expect things to be this serious. We watched foreign movies and thought the dances in them were so captivating, and that kind of life seemed so wonderful."
A few people jumped a little too far, getting too close, but... but why couldn't they survive? Waaah..."
Yang Xue's tears were filled with fear and pity for Qu Jing. Why did she slit her own throat?
"Okay, stop thinking about it. Don't go out for a while. If you can't, go stay at your aunt's house for a couple of days to change your environment. Come back when things have calmed down."
Comrade Wu dared not find a husband for her daughter at this time, for if gossip spread, her daughter would have no way to survive.
Yang Xue agreed. Her aunt's family lived in the next province, so the news wouldn't get back to them.
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