Chapter 1267 The Returnee's Notes 341
Wu Yaodong's fragmented soul was retrieved, and he regained more consciousness. When he saw Wu Xiaochun, who was just like him, he suddenly wanted to cry, but he had no tears.
She lowered her head and stammered, "Sister, didn't you say we should live well?"
Wu Xiaochun turned her head away, unsure how to answer. She hadn't intended to commit suicide when she was forced to drop out of school and get married; she had simply run up the mountain after arguing with her parents.
She wanted some peace and quiet.
It was already dark by then, and no one came looking for her. Only Wu Yaodong brought warm brown sugar cakes into the mountains to find her.
He said he wanted his older sister to continue studying with him, because she was smart and would definitely become a scientist in the books.
Wu Xiaochun didn't really want to pay attention to Wu Yaodong, because she understood that she was being bled dry so that Wu Yaodong could live a better life.
Besides, she's getting old and needs to get married, otherwise her family will laugh at her.
Even though he knew Wu Yaodong was still young, and that he not only didn't understand these things very well, he was also very kind to her, his older sister.
But she still couldn't help but take her anger out on others.
Wu Yaodong chased after her, but she just wanted to get away.
Later, the weather turned gloomy, and soon it started to rain. Large raindrops pelted their faces, and the gray rain completely isolated the two of them.
Wu Xiaochun suddenly turned around, her heart pounding; she was afraid.
Fearing something might happen to Wu Yaodong, she worried about her younger brother and herself.
The rotten leaves and mud dragged her feet, causing her to fall again and again. Before she knew it, she had slipped to the edge of the cliff. It was a slope, and now that it was raining, it was very slippery. Below were rocks and bushes; if a person rolled down, they would be crippled even if they didn't die.
Half of her body slid down, and Wu Xiaochun couldn't help but cry. She wasn't very old herself, so she was naturally scared.
Then her hand was grabbed.
It's Wu Yaodong.
He tried to pull Wu Xiaochun up, but he wasn't strong enough, so he slowly moved down the slope by stepping on the protruding rocks.
"Sister, climb up, sister, you must live, it's good to be alive."
Wu Yaodong pushed Wu Xiaochun up, but the stone beneath his own feet loosened and he slid down.
Wu Xiaochun was immediately gripped by fear and could not move.
...It was she who killed Wu Yaodong and her brother.
She didn't even know how she got home. She just silently curled up in the corner, enduring the beatings from her parents. She had never been beaten so badly before, but she seemed not to feel any pain.
They all say Wu Xiaochun has gone mad.
The original marriage was null and void; she was implicitly sold to another, even less desirable family, which became her place of punishment.
Her parents remained silent, and so did she. She was thinking that perhaps she could survive in a different place.
But there was never a road, and she couldn't see one...
Unable to get an answer from Wu Xiaochun, Wu Yaodong dared not ask any further, and only stammered, "Sister, you said the Buddha statues here are the most efficacious, can we still pray to Buddha?"
"What do you want?"
"Please let me be your younger brother again, please let my sister's child be safe and sound, please let Xiao Lu go outside to look at cars and airplanes... Am I asking for too many wishes?"
"Not much... Buddha is soft-hearted."
"What does my sister wish to ask for?"
"Seeking..." the way.
The road to survival.
She has been living her life in a loop, searching her whole life for a way to leave this place alive.
Xie Ning carefully folded the yellow talisman in her hand, then looked up at Wu Xiaochun's eyes. Half of her eyeballs were red, likely due to retinal detachment and ruptured capillaries caused by the exertion during childbirth.
She had a feeling from the beginning, but she still couldn't quite believe that such a small child had given birth to another child and had given her life for that other child.
People sing praises of such greatness.
It seems that the mother's sacrifice is taken for granted.
"Go make a wish, I still have a while."
Xiao Chun still has a way to return, but Wu Yaodong can only disperse.
Wu Yaodong and Wu Xiaochun obediently followed behind Master Huiyuan. The two were somewhat afraid of Buddha, but they couldn't help but get closer. After making his long wish, Wu Yaodong turned his head to look at Wu Xiaochun.
"Sister, Xiaochun's voice is very nice."
"Um?"
"My mother said that spring is warm."
Wu Xiaochun remained silent for a long time before saying, "You too."
However, the two of them meant completely different things.
Wu Xiaochun looked up at the tall Buddha statue. She wasn't that brave. Her parents were biased, but they still had a little love for her. Her younger brother was the beneficiary, but he gave her care and love.
She cannot give complete love, nor can she hate completely.
Master Huiyuan lowered his eyes and silently recited the scriptures for salvation, while Huiming looked at the Buddha just like Wu Xiaochun.
When trauma comes from the closest person, even God's comfort seems inadequate.
Xie Ning held two yellow talismans and leaned against the door, his gaze sweeping over the child playing with the cat, then settling somewhere else.
A little bit of love is like leftovers, unable to satisfy the need to be loved, yet it becomes a shackle of moral blackmail. It is said that the relationship between parents and children is nothing more than a debt of gratitude, which is the unspoken pain in countless Chinese families.
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