After this day, Cheng Yue returned to normal a little.
She would hold her child and talk normal things to her family, but she no longer mentioned mountains and rivers.
She did whatever Jiang and Gu Xuelan asked her to do.
She is like a soulless machine.
The Cheng family saw it and felt pain in their hearts.
But there was nothing they could do, they could do nothing.
Everyone in the Cheng family thought that Shanshui was dead, and the pair of socks that day was the best proof.
Even though the blood and flesh were blurred and could not be seen clearly, the body shape looked like the clothes Shanshui was wearing. The socks were designed by Cheng Yue himself, and everyone in the Cheng family had seen them.
Another point is that Ma Zi suffered the same misfortune as Shanshui, and Heizi saw it with his own eyes.
So, no one doesn't believe it.
Cheng Yue survived the confinement period and it was already May.
The weather is gradually getting warmer, even a little hot.
May 5th, Dragon Boat Festival.
Cheng Yue washed up, handed the child to two wet nurses, brought some wine, and asked Fuling and Zisu to take her to the place where Shanshui was buried.
"Dad, Mom, Sister-in-law, Brother, don't follow me. I'll be fine. I still have Jiaoyang and Chenyang. I won't commit suicide!"
This is also the first time in this month that Cheng Yue has discussed this issue with her family so seriously.
Her two children were named after Shanshui, the elder sister was Mo Jiaoyang and the younger brother was Mo Chenyang.
"Fatty, how about asking your big brother to go with you?"
Jiang was still a little worried.
"Sister, I'll go with you!"
Cheng Wen said on the side.
He also felt that the atmosphere at home was not right in the past month.
Although he was stupid, he also knew about death. He knew that the mountains and rivers were dead and he would never see them again.
"No need, big brother. Don't worry! I'm really fine. If you want me to be well in the future, let me go alone today!"
Cheng Yue said calmly.
The more she acted like this, the more worried the Cheng family became.
But the Cheng family knew her very well and knew that she was stubborn, so they could only wink at Zi Su and Fu Ling and watch her carefully.
Cheng Yue went out with the wine.
She met many villagers along the way, and everyone greeted her, but she just nodded without saying anything.
If anyone wanted to lament her bad luck, before they could even open their mouths, Fuling would glare at them and they wouldn't dare to speak.
"Is it over there?"
After passing through the woods, Cheng Yue stopped and pointed at a lonely grave not far away and asked.
"Yes, ma'am!"
Shiso replied.
"Wait for me here."
Cheng Yue nodded and said.
"Madam! Let the servants..."
Zi Su and Fu Ling wanted to say that they would accompany her, but when she looked at them, they didn't dare to say the words.
Cheng Yue carried the basket and moved to the cemetery with difficulty.
Her eyes were blurred with tears.
When she reached the tombstone, she felt she had no strength left and sat down dejectedly.
"Shanshui, Shanshui, tell me this isn't true..."
Cheng Yue had never felt so vulnerable.
She felt like she had lost the motivation to live.
She wanted to follow the mountains and rivers.
But she still had some sanity left, and she knew that she still had a pair of children, and she couldn't just abandon them like that.
Let them lose their mother after losing their father.
She had lived a life without a father or a mother. Even when she had grown up and become sensible, she still felt sad. What about a pair of children who had not yet grown up?
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