Du Jiang was stunned for a moment, then quickly reacted and opened the door, inviting her in. "Sister Yingying, please come in."
Du Yingying nodded and walked in, but she did not sit down. Instead, she walked around the room a few times. Because Du Jiang was growing vegetables and flowers in the house, every corner was full of things, and there were a lot of corn cobs, peppers, dried meat and the like hanging on the beams. Although not much, it was enough to make this small room seem even smaller. But after looking around, Du Yingying sat down by the kang. There was nothing she could do. Du Jiang had made the house too full, and there was no room for even a table.
After sitting down, Du Yingying looked at Du Jiang who was pouring water and said abruptly, "I'm moving."
Huh? Du Jiang turned around, bewildered, "Sister Yingying, are you moving?"
"Well, to the town. My dad is going to work at the town government. Although he's just a clerk, it's better than in the village. At least the salary and benefits are still good." Du Yingying took the water cup handed to her by Du Jiang. She stroked the outside of the cup and looked at the simple and somewhat rough wooden cup with some emotion. "Your personality is the same as always. Whether you are poor or rich, you can live well. I am not as good as you in this aspect, Du Jiang. Although I will still work in the elementary school in the future, I am afraid that we will meet much less often."
"Congratulations, Sister Jiang. I occasionally go to town to send letters and buy things. Maybe I can run into you again," Du Jiang said with an apologetic smile.
But Du Yingying shook her head. "After Xu Zhizhou goes to work, my father will mention our marriage. Du Jiang, please do me a favor and tell Xu Zhizhou to propose after the New Year." Du Yingying took out a long object tightly wrapped in newspaper from her pocket and handed it to Du Jiang. "Take it first and take a look at it after I leave. This is my thank you gift. From now on, you and I will no longer have any involvement, so you don't have to make yourself so shabby. Du Jiang, I am sorry for you. I hope you will be well in the future."
Du Yingying's words were incoherent. Du Jiang looked at the note in her hand and wanted to refuse, but Du Yingying had already stood up and walked out. She wanted to chase her, but was stopped by Du Yingying who walked to the door. Du Yingying turned around and looked at her. "I hope you are well," her mouth opened, silently saying the word "matchmaker".
Du Jiang stopped walking and could only watch Du Yingying walk out of the room, watch the door close, watch the room become shrouded in darkness, only the long strip in his hand had some light because of the color of the newspaper.
Du Jiang pursed her lips, turned around and lit the kerosene lamp, then carefully unfolded the newspaper in her hand. As the outer layer was peeled off, a gold hairpin inlaid with a ruby was revealed inside. The gold sparkled under the light, but it was not as bright as the ruby.
Du Jiang's breathing was a little rapid. She closed her eyes slightly, and then slowly opened them after a while, but her chest was still beating violently, because she had seen this hairpin before. It was a dowry of the daughter of the prime minister's mansion. She had personally arranged it and placed it on the daughter's dressing table. Later, when she got married, this hairpin became her dowry again. From her marriage to her return to the mansion, this hairpin was always firmly inserted in her hair.
Perhaps it was the wind coming through the crack in the door, or the wind coming through the gap in the window, the wick of the kerosene lamp swayed slightly, causing the flame above it to tremble as well, and the shadow of the hairpin on the wall became distorted.
Du Jiang didn't know how she finally put away the hairpin, nor did she know how she lay down.
The sky was pale and the earth was stained red with blood. Du Jiang, dressed in cloth, looked around in a daze. There were corpses under her feet. The armor on their bodies was so familiar. The young and tender faces were clearly eating together in the morning, but now they were lying on the ground with pale faces. No matter how the women and the elderly who ran over from the city shouted or pushed, they did not respond.
Du Jiang walked through the sea of corpses, one step deep and one step shallow, and approached the corpse that was pierced by the red tassel spear but still held up and did not fall. The helmet on its head had been blown off long ago, and its messy hair was stained with blood, covering its face. Du Jiang could not tell whether the blood was his or someone else's. Looking at the hand that was still holding the sword, Du Jiang's smile was uglier than crying.
His trembling hands touched the man's face, but unfortunately, those sharp eyes could never open again, and he could never look at him again.
Du Jiang was in a daze and took a long time to recover from the journey from the border to the prime minister's residence, but it was only a temporary paralysis.
She stayed alive because she promised that person not to die, but unfortunately the world would not let her go. Perhaps it was because she was not allowed to live there as a guest, or because of her status as a widow, rumors gradually spread, especially when the young lady had not been pregnant for a long time. Du Jiang's situation became worse and worse, until she drank a bowl of porridge. The pain in her heart made Du Jiang fall to the ground, and she was heartbroken but could not bear the pain from the inside out.
The moment she closed her eyes, Du Jiang felt no hatred but only relief. She thought that this was not a violation of her promise, and she missed him.
In her sleep, Du Jiang was sweating profusely and was trapped in the past, unable to extricate herself. It was the sound of washing and the sound of the basin falling to the ground outside the door in the early morning that helped her break free from the nightmare.
Du Jiang weakly supported herself to sit up, her forehead covered with cold sweat. Even the bright sunshine outside the window could not drive away the coldness in her heart. Du Jiang looked at the bright sunlight reflecting through the gap in the curtains, and suddenly wanted to see Huo Yang and ask him if it hurt so much when the spear pierced her chest, but she didn't dare, and was even a little cowardly.
The sound of "splashing" water came one after another, and the sound of "dong~bang~" the bucket falling to the ground, that was the sound of drawing water in the yard. Du Jiang lifted the quilt and opened the curtains, allowing the dazzling and bright light to shine in through the window. Although the light in the early morning was not very warm, it was enough to dispel the haze of dreams.
"Sister Jiang, are you up? We'll leave soon." Yu Chunxiao's voice outside the door was getting closer and closer. Du Jiang hurriedly put on her clothes and went to open the door.
"Chunxiao, it's so early." Du Jiang raised the corner of her lips and looked at the person who came. Unfortunately, her face was a little pale, which made Yu Chunxiao very worried. "Sister Jiang, are you sick? Why do you look so bad?"
Du Jiang reached out and touched his cold cheek, "It was just a nightmare. It's okay. Wait for me for a moment."
"No rush," Yu Chunxiao waved her hand. "The others have just gotten up, Sister Jiang, don't worry. Maybe we're going to the market, so I got a little excited and couldn't help but call you. There's no rush to wash up."
"Yeah, Sister Jiang, there's really no rush." Luo Yue, who was sitting in the corridor, stretched out her hand and yawned loudly. She looked very sleepy and seemed to have just woken up. "It's all Chunxiao's fault. I wanted to sleep in, but I didn't know I would be woken up by this person yelling before I could even finish my dream."
"Yes, Sister Yu is very bad." Duan Ruomei's speech was a little unclear, perhaps because she had just woken up, but this did not prevent everyone in the hospital from hearing it.
Suddenly everyone laughed in good faith, and Du Jiang also curled the corners of his mouth.
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