The child walked for a while before realizing that she hadn't followed, and hurriedly turned to look for her.
Seeing her staring at the grave bag not far away, she was a little annoyed, and said uneasy, "Sister, are you afraid of this? Then I will take you to another way, don't be afraid, let's go around for a while, Not far."
In fact, there is not only that one grave bag here, but several more.
He was impatient for a while, and he was used to walking on weekdays, so he didn't think of it. Seeing that they were dressed so well, they must not even go on mountain roads often. He should have asked his sister to wait for him where he was, and fetch things by himself.
However, Gu Yundong exhaled slightly, shook his head and said, "I'll go and have a look."
Still holding Yang's hand, she walked slowly towards the grave she had just seen.
The tomb bag is very simple, and the tombstone in front is just a rough wooden board.
What changed Gu Yundong's face was the words engraved on the wooden board - the tomb of his beloved wife Bian Mulan.
Write down, husband: Ding Jincheng.
The surname Bian is rare, but it just so happens that her uncle's surname is Bian.
The eldest aunt's daughter happened to be called Bian Mulan.
The eldest aunt's son-in-law happened to be called Ding Jincheng.
Although I know that life and death on the way to escape from famine are unpredictable, as long as I don't see anyone or hear news, I can always think about it.
But I didn't expect to see this grave at this very moment.
The child walked up to her, looked at her, then looked at the graves, and said in a low voice, "Sister, there are several graves here, and I heard that they all escaped from Yongning Mansion and lost their lives. Do you know the people inside?"
Gu Yundong took a deep breath, blinked his eyes, felt no longer so sour, and then nodded slowly, "She may be my cousin."
The child fell silent for a moment, not knowing what to say to comfort her.
After a long while, he whispered, "Maybe, maybe it's the same name and surname? Some time ago, someone came to move the grave of a relative, but it turned out to be wrong. That person is alive and well."
Gu Yundong was taken aback for a moment, turned his head to look at the child who was trying to comfort her, and nodded, "What you said also makes sense."
Perhaps the person is not dead? There are always many things that go wrong in this world.
She took another look at the grave, thought for a while and asked the child, "Do you live near here?"
"Yes, that used to be our village."
"Let's go to your village and have a look. I want to ask someone to help repair this grave bag. After confirmation, I will decide whether to move the grave."
If it is indeed her cousin, she will naturally come over, moving the grave is not a trivial matter.
If it's not her, it's nothing to fix it.
The child nodded, and then took her to the place where he kept his pannier.
Because of this kind of thing, the child was silent all the way and didn't speak anymore.
The destination was not far away, he saw his own things, and then quickly ran forward a few steps.
Gu Yundong finally knew why he left without carrying the basket on his back.
The back basket was stuffed full of hogweed, wild vegetables, and wild fruits, which looked very heavy. The child was thin and weak, and he couldn't die of exhaustion when he carried it on his back.
The child squatted down and began to rummage in the basket.
After a while, he smiled and took out a purple flower.
"Sister, this is it."
Gu Yundong took a closer look, and couldn't help but patted his forehead. It seems that Dr. Song didn't fool her, this medicinal material is really rare.
Seeing her like this, the smile on the child's face froze, "Isn't it?" (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com