After being a widow for half my life, I found out that my husband was not dead.

This rhetorical question made Liu Yunxiang stagger.

Is she not wrong?

Is she wrong?

Liu Yunxiang looked at Xiao Wu's body again, his body softened and he fell to the ground, "Xiao Wu, could it be that Sanniang harmed you?"

But Sanniang obviously wanted to save you, but why did she kill you instead...

Tears fell drop by drop, and Liu Yunxiang felt extremely regretful.

"You are not wrong." Yan Mu hugged Liu Yunxiang and led her out. "You have rescued her from the fire pit. She insisted on jumping in."

Liu Yunxiang shook his head, "I didn't save her... but harmed her."

"No, you tried your best."

"Xiao Wu is dead."

"Well, she's dead."

"I killed her."

"No."

Liu Yunxiang looked up at Yan Mu, his eyes trembling, "Isn't it?"

Yan Mu hugged Liu Yunxiang tightly and nodded heavily, "No!"

She knew all this clearly, but she just needed this kind of affirmation, otherwise she would hate herself to death. It was obvious that he wanted to take care of Xiao Wu, and it was obvious that he had already done it, but this was the result.

She told herself over and over again that she had done nothing wrong, but she couldn't be calm when faced with Xiao Wu's body.

"sorry Sorry……"

When passing by Feng, Liu Yunxiang heard her apologizing, her voice was very low, as if she was filled with endless regret, just like her. Liu Yunxiang subconsciously lowered his head to look at Feng, and saw her sitting there blankly, looking at Xiao Wu's body, and kept saying these three words.

She killed Xiao Wu...

But Liu Yunxiang still didn't understand, why did she kill her?

Others thought it was jealousy, but she knew that Ms. Feng was already disappointed with Xue Hefeng, so disappointed that her love had been exhausted. How could she kill a little girl who was bullied by Xue Hefeng out of jealousy?

This makes no sense.

"Why did you kill her?" Liu Yunxiang asked her for the third time.

Feng turned her head bluntly and looked at Liu Yunxiang, confused and desperate, but the next moment she shouted like crazy: "She deserves to die! She deserves to die! She deserves to die!"

Liu Yunxiang wanted to kill Feng at this moment, but was hugged by Yan Mu.

"She killed someone and will definitely have to pay for it. Let's hand it over to the government."

Liu Yunxiang clenched his fists. At this time, Xue Hefeng hugged Feng. Feng didn't cry, but he cried.

"Why are you so confused! We also have a son and a daughter, what do you want them to do!"

He still had the nerve to cry. When he hugged the murderer, Xiao Wu's body was already cold.

On the way back to the city, Liu Yunxiang felt dizzy. He didn't know whether he fell asleep or something. When he opened his eyes again, it was already midnight. She was lying on the bed, Yan Mu next to her.

As soon as she moved, Yan Mu woke up.

"When is it?" she asked.

Yan Mu reached out and hugged her into his arms, "It's just past midnight, let's go back to sleep."

"I tried my best."

"what?"

"I tried to change Xiao Wu's fate, but she only lived one more year."

In the last life, Xiao Wu was killed by people from the Hou Mansion a year ago.

She only lived for one more year, but encountered these things. How scared she must have been at that time!

Yan Mu didn't understand what Liu Yunxiang meant, so he could only hug her tightly and comfort her: "Don't blame yourself, you have tried your best to help her."

"But if she marries Xue Hefeng, wouldn't it be better than what she is doing now?"

"Being alive is not necessarily luckier than being dead."

"..."

"I mean, ahem, people still have to work hard to live. I'm just talking about myself. Don't misunderstand me. I..." Yan Mu explained in a panic.

Liu Yunxiang raised his head and reached out to hold Yan Mu's face, "What's wrong with you?"

"what?"

"How long has it been since you laughed sincerely? Even when you were with me and the two children, you smiled so carelessly and reluctantly."

Yan Mu tried his best to smile, "No, you are overthinking."

"It was more difficult for us before, and it is still difficult now, but as a family of four, we can overcome no matter how difficult it is, but you...why don't you want to live?"

Liu Yunxiang was angry with him, hated him, and even felt that he was taking revenge on her, but he said no, saying that she thought too much, but every time at the critical moment of life and death, he twistedly wanted to use his own life to win, as if he liked that kind of gambling. The pleasure of death, as if death was a relief for him.

Yan Mu frowned, "I don't, I want to live and grow old together with you!"

Liu Yunxiang hugged Yan Mu, "If I believe you, can you work hard to keep yourself alive?"

"can!"

"Then I believe you."

Xiaowu's case was quickly closed. There was an eyewitness, Xue Hefeng, and the murderer Feng Shi confessed. There was nothing left to try in this case. Feng deliberately killed someone, and according to the law, he was sentenced to be beheaded in the spring of next year.

When a married woman dies, she can be buried in her husband's ancestral grave. An unmarried woman cannot be buried in her own ancestral grave, but can only be buried anywhere. After Qu Moran discussed with Marquis Jing'an, he sent Xiao Wu to the back hill of their Yaolu in Yunxia Mountain.

Liu Yunxiang guarded Xiaowu and talked for a long time in front of the grave, and Qu Moran took her back to Yaolu.

"My boss, please have my condolences. After all, people cannot be resurrected, and the living must live a good life." Aunt Zhang helped with the funeral, boiled a pot of tea, and added it to Liu Yunxiang and Qu Moran. She also sat down next to them.

Liu Yunxiang thanked Aunt Zhang and asked her how her family was doing.

"Oh, it's good. Our family just built a two-bedroom house and bought a few slaves. My daughter-in-law has added a boy." After saying this, Aunt Zhang was so happy that she couldn't close her mouth. "How many people in our village have we got?" Young people who work with Zhang Qi, those who marry their wives, those who build houses, have a better life. A few months ago, the village chief came to Zhang Qi, asking him to donate money to several households in the village whose houses collapsed but could not be built. After counting the money, Zhang Qi took out a few hundred taels and built three rows of tile-roofed houses, so that those who had family difficulties and no houses to live in could live in them."

Liu Yunxiang thought for a moment and then asked: "Is this considered a centralized resettlement of these poor households?"

"That's it."

"Then they have a house to live in, but what about food and clothing?"

"Zhang Qi built a charcoal-burning workshop in the village. Anyone with enough energy can work in the workshop to earn money."

Liu Yunxiang smiled, "Zhang Qi really has a brain."

"What kind of brains does he have? It's because he was taught well by his employer."

At this time, Li Zhu came back with a basket of medicinal herbs. There were many medicinal herbs growing on the mountain behind the medicine house. Xiao Wu used to go there to collect herbs, but now it is Li Zhu.

This Li Zhu is very tall, with a slender figure, and has a clean youthful air. Even though he is wearing a coarse cloth, he is still eye-catching.

"Ouch, whose boy is this, so handsome?" Aunt Zhang asked, looking at Li Zhu.

Li Zhu smiled at the aunt, "Thank you for the compliment."

After joking, he went to the east wall to dry the herbs.

Qu Moran smiled and said: "He is the clerk of my pharmacy, and he was introduced by Brother Zhang."

"Yeah, but I haven't seen it."

"I thought he was from your village."

"No, no, if there is such a handsome man in our village, I will definitely know that Bao Buqi has already matched him." Aunt Zhang saw that Li Zhu was polite, down-to-earth and willing to work, and couldn't help but ask: "This kid has not yet Let’s talk about kissing him, and I’ll give him a red thread?”