Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
The child walked for a while before realizing that she was not following him.
He hurriedly turned his head to look.
Seeing that she was staring at the grave not far away, he was a little vexed and said uneasily, âSister, are you afraid of this? Then Iâll take you to another path. Donât be afraid. Weâll just take a detour. Itâs not far.â
Actually, there were more than one grave here.
He was just hasty and was used to this path. He didnât expect this. Looking at their good clothes, they definitely didnât walk the mountain path often. He should have asked the sister to wait for him and brought the things over himself.
Gu Yundong heaved a sigh of relief and shook her head. âIâll go over and take a look.â
She still held Madam Yangâs hand and slowly walked towards the grave she had just seen.
The grave was very simple, and the tombstone in front was only a rough wooden board.
What made Gu Yundongâs expression change was the words carved on the wooden boardâTomb of My Beloved Wife, Bian Mulan.
Below that was âHusband: Ding Jinchengâ.
It was rare to see someone with the surname Bian. Coincidentally, her eldest uncleâs surname was Bian.
Her eldest auntâs daughter was called Bian Mulan.
Eldest Auntâs son-in-law was called Ding Jincheng.
Although she knew that it was hard to predict life and death on the way to escape, as long as she did not see their bodies or hear news of their death, she would always think positively.
However, she did not expect to see this grave at this moment.
The child walked to her side and looked at her, then at the graves. He said in a low voice, âSister, there are a few graves here. I heard that they all died after escaping from Yongning Prefecture. Do you know the people inside?â
Gu Yundong took a deep breath and blinked. Feeling less bitter, she slowly nodded. âShe might be my cousin.â
The child immediately fell silent, not knowing what to say to comfort her. After a while, he said softly, âMaybe, maybe they have the same name? Some time ago, someone came to move his familyâs grave, but they moved the wrong one. That person is alive and well.â
Gu Yundong was stunned. She turned to look at the child who was trying his best to comfort her and nodded. âWhat you said makes sense.â
Maybe she wasnât dead? There were always many mistakes in this world.
She took another look at the grave and thought for a moment before asking the child, âDo you live nearby?â
âYes, thatâs our village.â
âLetâs go to your village to take a look. I want to ask someone to help repair this grave. After we confirm it, weâll decide if we should move the grave.â
If she was really her cousin, she would naturally come over. Moving the grave was not a small matter.
If it wasnât for her cousin, it wouldnât be a big deal to fix it.
The child nodded and brought her to the place where he kept his basket.
Because of this incident, the child was very silent along the way.
His destination was not far away. He saw his things and quickly ran forward. Gu Yundong finally understood why he did not carry the basket with him. The basket was filled with pig grass, wild vegetables, and wild fruits. It looked very heavy. This child was thin and weak. He would die of exhaustion if he carried it.
The child squatted down and began to rummage through the basket on his back.
After a while, he smiled and took out a purple flower.
âSister, this is it.â
Gu Yundong took a closer look and could not help but pat her forehead. It seemed that Dr. Song was not lying to her. This medicinal herb was indeed rare.
Seeing her like this, the smile on the childâs face froze.. âItâs not an herb?â