"This is a long story, and this is not the place to talk. Come home with me, and I will tell you the whole story slowly."
The old lady pulled Gu Nianci away, saying, "How can anyone live in such a small house!"
Ye Qingqing also grabbed Gu Nianci's other hand, not allowing her to resist.
"And luggage..."
Gu Nianci stopped refusing. She had thought she was all alone, but she never expected that Mingcheng would have such a beautiful daughter.
She's her own granddaughter!
How could she bear to leave?
"I'll take it!"
Lu Mo easily picked up several bags, and the group returned to Wushan Road.
Seeing the familiar house before her, Gu Nianci's eyes filled with tears, overwhelmed with emotion.
The old lady pulled Gu Nianci to sit down and told her about Mingcheng and Yali's secret marriage, but she did not mention that Mingcheng and Yali had been murdered.
I'm worried that Gu Nianci won't be able to accept it.
"Where are Mingcheng and Yali?" Gu Nianci asked happily.
She found out that Mingcheng had an accident at the farm, but now her cousin says that Mingcheng didn't die at the farm. He secretly returned to Pingjiang and even married Yali, and they had a daughter named Qingya.
So, Mingcheng must still be alive!
Ye Qingqing looked sad and couldn't bear to tell Gu Nianci the truth.
The old lady sighed and decided to speak out; she would find out sooner or later.
“Yali died of postpartum hemorrhage 12 years ago, and Mingcheng had an accident before Qingya was born and his whereabouts are unknown.”
Gu Nianci's smile froze instantly. What does it feel like to go from heaven to hell?
That's how she feels right now.
What was thought to be good news turned out to be bad news.
My son had an accident, and my daughter-in-law is gone.
"What happened to Mingcheng?" Gu Nianci asked in a trembling voice.
“This matter can’t be explained in a short time. I’ll tell you slowly later. Tell me about your story first. Didn’t we say you committed suicide 25 years ago?” the old lady asked.
Gu Nianci's expression changed drastically, and she lowered her head.
“I’m your sister, Qing’er is your granddaughter, and Lu Mo is your grandson-in-law. We’re all family, so what can’t we say?”
The old lady was an impatient person, and seeing Gu Nianci dawdling, she became even more anxious.
"I'll go watch TV," Lu Mo offered to leave.
He guessed that Gu Nianci must have something she was embarrassed to say, something that was not suitable for him to hear.
Seeing Lu Mo leave, Gu Nianci breathed a sigh of relief and then looked at Ye Qingqing.
Her granddaughter shouldn't hear about those things!
She herself felt ashamed!
"Qing'er, go watch TV with Lu Mo!" The old lady gave Ye Qingqing a push.
Ye Qingqing pouted. Why couldn't she listen?
She used to sit next to Lu Mo, but her ears were perked up, eager to know what had happened to her grandmother back then.
"Now you can tell me!"
The old lady grasped Gu Nianci's hand, which was no longer smooth and delicate, but rough and weathered, with many calluses.
My heart ached!
Gu Nianci hesitated for a moment before finally recounting her experience from back then.
Those unbearable past events, whenever recalled, always leave a raw, bleeding wound in my heart that can never heal.
“I did attempt suicide. Those people thought… I hit my head against a wall, and my soul almost left my body, but I didn’t die. Someone saved me!”
Gu Nianci spoke slowly, her voice hoarse and low.
"The man who saved me was a scoundrel on the farm. He only saved me to find a wife. Later, he drank and fell into a cesspool and died. His mother sold me to the mountains..."
Gu Nianci couldn't continue. A good woman doesn't marry twice, but she was treated like merchandise, sold back and forth without any dignity.
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