Mrs. Bai held Du Ruo's hand tightly and asked, "Where's Minhua? Is she? Has she already?"
Du Ruo shook her head, remembering that the old lady couldn't see, and she said softly, "She's not here now, but she should be fine."
The old lady breathed a sigh of relief and murmured, "That's good, that's good."
She asked in confusion, "She's Minhua's daughter? How?"
Du Ruo understood what she meant and did not hide it. She said, "She divorced my father that year when I was still young." The divorce sounded nice, and the woman just ran away.
Old Mrs. Bai was silent...
After a long while, he said, "Thank you, child."
In such a situation, the child was still willing to save this old woman. He has a good heart.
The old lady fumbled in her pocket and took something out, handing it to Du Ruo: "Child, I don't have much to give you. This is the only thing left in the house, and it's worth a few dollars. You can take it. Thank you. It seems that I am lucky enough to have descendants to see me off to the end. This thing is for you."
Du Ruo looked down, her heart moved. This was a phoenix-shaped pendant. She had seen it before. She had seen it once in her previous life, and she had seen the pattern in this life...
Du Ruo was muttering in her heart. Director Shen said that this was what Director Zhang wanted. This Director Zhang...
No matter what, we have to go back and talk about it.
Old Mrs. Bai passed away in the middle of the night. Perhaps she had taken care of her funeral affairs, or perhaps she received news of her daughter before she died. The old lady passed away peacefully with a smile on her face.
Du Ruo hired a few people to help send the old lady back to the village for burial. She had lived there for most of her life and said before her death that she didn't want to leave there.
Although this small mountain village is not big, the villagers are simple and kind. When Du Ruo left, she left 10,000 yuan to the village chief. She said, "My dear, thanks to the village for taking care of me, please use this money to repair the road. Only when the road is smooth can there be hope for life."
The village chief held the money tightly in his trembling hands. He had never seen so much money in his life. The land in the village was barren, and the public grain submitted was limited. No one had enough to eat. Although the land was distributed now, there was no way to make money. Life was hard.
The old village chief shed tears and said, "My daughter, I have nothing to thank you for. I burn incense for you every day. May the Bodhisattva bless you."
Speaking of burning incense, the old village chief remembered it and shouted, "Big boy, second boy, you two quickly take the sandalwood Buddha statue in my room to Comrade Du."
He turned around and said to Du Ruo, "This is an old item in my family. Although it's a wooden Buddha statue, it's very spiritual. People say it's made of sandalwood. Anyway, it's old and precious."
He couldn't take advantage of this girl for nothing, and he couldn't let her go empty-handed.
Du Ruo originally wanted to refuse, but suddenly, she swallowed her words. This sandalwood Buddha statue was extremely heavy, and the vibrations on the heads of the two people carrying the Buddha were very strong. Du Ruo became interested.
When we returned to the hotel, it was already dark. Han Zhe rushed over happily and shouted, "Mom."
Du Ruo smiled and asked him, "Were you scared last night?"
Han Zhe whispered: "I'm not afraid, Uncle Xiao Wang is with me."
Du Ruo thanked Ling Yun's bodyguard. Xiao Wang waved his hands and said, "Your child is really obedient. No need to thank me, no need to thank me."
It can be seen that this tall man is a very honest person, which does not match Ling Yun's painting style at all.
Du Ruo couldn't help but laugh. She said to Ling Yun, "How about giving me your bodyguard?"
Ling Yun said with a smile: "That won't do. My big guy, although he is simple and honest, has extraordinary skills. You won't find another one like him."
When the big guy heard Ling Yun say this, he touched his head and smiled foolishly.
Han Zhe said he was not afraid, but the child was in a new environment and his mother was not around, so he did not sleep well that night.
Now that his mother was back, Han Zhe climbed onto the bed and fell asleep in a daze.
Du Ruo covered her son with the quilt and touched his little face. She felt a little uncomfortable. She also wanted to spend more time with Han Zhe, but she had to move forward now.
Du Ruo knew clearly that Han Ming was a time bomb and Qu Xin was a crazy woman. If she wanted to live in peace with her son, she had to become strong herself.
Thinking of Qu Xin, Du Ruo sneered in his heart. The Yu City group was defrauded of more than ten billion by her. The Qu Group could not withstand any major storms. The financial crisis in the second half of the year would definitely surprise her.
Du Ruo had been busy for so long that she was tired and sleepy. As soon as she closed her eyes, she thought of the small shabby thatched cottage. She had heard the woman say before that her grandmother was the daughter of a capitalist and grew up in a luxurious environment. Who would have thought that the second half of her life would be so miserable.
Du Ruo thought of herself again. After that woman ran away, her father was also gone. Her uncle's family said they came to take care of her, but in fact they just wanted to live in the provincial capital and occupy her house.
She thought back to when her father was alive. Although life was not particularly rich, she felt very happy.
She knew that the woman had been unwilling to give up and had run away without any hesitation. Now she inferred that she must have smuggled into the port city.
It seems that woman's luck is not bad. As for the Ji family, I wonder if she has ever thought about it. She still has a mother and a daughter...
Du Ruo has always suspected that Mr. Ji's willingness to save her and Ling Yun was related to that woman.
Ji Bailin's appearance appeared in front of Du Ruo again, with his clear eyebrows and high nose bridge, which was quite similar to himself.
I heard that woman is a Buddhist? What is she believing in? Guilt? Insecurity?
Du Ruo's gaze unconsciously fell on the Buddha statue on the table. Her brows were furrowed. There was something wrong with this Buddha statue. How could sandalwood be so heavy?
Du Ruo walked up to the Buddha statue and looked at it carefully inch by inch, but found nothing unusual.
This Buddha statue is a little different from ordinary Buddha statues. Its palms are facing downwards. Du Ruo is a sculptor and she has always been very sensitive to details.
She found it very strange that the Buddha statue was looking at its palms.
Du Ruo pondered for a long time. She tried to move the Buddha statue's fingers, but there was no response.
She tried to move the Buddha statue's palm again, and this time it finally moved. It turned out that it could move horizontally. It moved horizontally to the chest, and then moved downwards. With a "click", a small hole appeared in the Buddha statue's chest. Du Ruo's heart skipped a beat. This is...
After a long journey with Du Ruo, Ling Yun finally returned to the hotel. He took a hot bath, threw himself directly onto the bed and fell asleep.
Just as he was sleeping soundly, he heard a knock on the door. Ling Yun didn't want to move at all, but then he heard Du Ruo say outside the door: "Hurry up and get up! I have something urgent to talk to you about."
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