Qin Lu took out a handkerchief to wipe her tears, choking with sobs as he said, "Fen'er, you are forcing me...forcing me to destroy the Qin family's century-old foundation. If I...if I really listen to you, how can I be worthy of my ancestors?"
"Master, I beg you! I have never begged you in my life. Just this once, please agree to my request!" Madam Qin suddenly broke away from Qin Lu's hand. Then she kowtowed to Qin Lu like crazy. While she kowtowed, she kept crying, "Master. With my current condition, I am afraid I don't have much time left. I just want to see Chong'er again before I die. Please..."
"Fen'er. You... don't force me..." Qin Lu's eyes were red and full of tears. He slid down the edge of the bed little by little. Then he sat on the ground with a "thump". He hugged his head in pain. "Fen'er, please. Don't force me..."
"Then you are forcing me to die! Forcing me to die with my eyes wide open!" Mrs. Qin's voice suddenly rose more than twice as high, and she stared at Qin Lu with her eyes wide open. When she spoke again, her tone was already full of cold determination, "Qin Lu. Today, if you don't agree to me, I will die in front of you! After all, I can't save Chong'er, and there is no point in my living! I might as well die in front of you! Maybe you will meet Chong'er in the future, so that you can tell him how his mother died? And why he had to die?!"
"Fen'er, why do you have to force me?!" Qin Lu suddenly grabbed Madam Qin's shoulders with both hands. He looked at Madam Qin angrily. Madam Qin said nothing and stared at him. Finally, Qin Lu suddenly withdrew his hands and collapsed on the ground like mud. He wiped his face vigorously with both hands and said in a hoarse voice, "Fen'er, let me think about it again."
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December 30, 1934
Lunar New Year's eve.
Ningguta.
Chenjiatun.
Zhong Mingwei and Mei Ya spent New Year's Eve in Chenjiatun this year. Gu Changlin was going back to his hometown to worship his ancestors and stay there for a while. Ding Yunwen had nothing to do, so he went back with him. After Pang Yi sent them to Yanshe, he also rushed back yesterday. This morning, Pang Yi and the Xiao An couple came to Chenjiatun with Zhong Mingwei and Mei Ya.
"Grandma! Mr. Chen! We are here!" Before the carriage stopped, Meiya lifted the door curtain and waved to Grandma Chen and Mr. Chen who had been waiting at the door since early morning.
"Good! Good! They're all here!" Grandma Chen was a little excited, and she hurried over to greet them. For more than 20 years, she and Chen Qingxuan were the only ones at home celebrating the New Year. Ever since Meiya and Zhong Mingwei were coming to celebrate the New Year with them, Grandma Chen became excited. She has been busy since the 25th day of the twelfth lunar month. Although it was hard work, she was very happy in her heart. Seeing Meiya jump off the carriage, Grandma Chen hurried over to hold Meiya's hand, complaining in a low voice, "Why don't you even wear gloves? It's so cold, aren't you afraid of frostbite?"
"Hehe, it's not far, just a few steps, so I didn't think of wearing them." Mei Ya said with a grin. She was embarrassed to tell Grandma Chen that she hadn't worn gloves this year. At home on weekdays, there was really no need to wear gloves. Every time she went out, Zhong Mingwei would hold her hand. Zhong Mingwei's hands were big and warm, and could wrap her entire hand in them. Sometimes she would sweat from them, so she didn't need to wear gloves.
"Master, you are here," Chen Qingxuan went to greet him, bowed respectfully to Zhong Mingwei, and clasped his fists to Pang Yi and Xiao An, saying, "Brother Pang, Madam Pang."
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