Chapter 2 Who is it?

On the ninth day of the first lunar month, before dawn, Lin Huazhi got up early.

She looks worried and worried between her eyebrows. Today is the first seven days of Chen Suyue.

It's inexplicably sad. She never thought she was dead. Even if her name is Lin Huazhi now, she is still Chen Suyue in her bones.

"Huazhi, why did you get up? Do you feel uncomfortable?" Lin Xiao's voice came from the darkness.

After a while, Lin Huazhi whispered, "No, I'm hungry."

"I'll cook some food for you." Lin Xiao sat up from ** and wanted to light the oil lamp.

One hand accurately gripped her wrist in the dark.

"Wait until dawn, you can sleep a little longer."

Lin Xiaoshi paused, "Your bones are still weak. I'll cook porridge."

"I can cook it myself." After saying this, Lin Huazhi got up from **, touched the window by the moonlight, and lit the oil lamp. Although the big light is not bright, it is warm and blows away the chill of the night.

Looking up, Lin Huazhi squeezed out a smile on her face: "You sleep a little longer." After saying that, he opened the door and went out.

She just lied. She can't cook, and Chen Suyue can never cook.

The moon has sunk in the west, and the intersection of the east and the earth gradually turns gray. I'm afraid the sun will come out soon. Standing in the cold kitchen, Lin Huazhi put her clothes in. When the opposite wing quieted down, she walked out of the yard.

This is the west city of Jiangdongfu, and I have never been to such a place in Chen Suyue's memory. The messy streets, deep alleys, and low and dilapidated houses, although it was not as bright, there was a noisy sound around, and the day began to be busy again.

Standing at the entrance of a strange alley, Lin Huazhi didn't know where she should go.

"Miss Lin, where are you going?" Just when Lin Huazhi was at a loss, there was a bright laugh behind him.

Looking back, a woman smiled at her in a dilapidated donkey car. Lin Huazhi remembered that the woman's surname was Long. She came home to visit her two days ago when she was ill.

Lin Huazhi looked left and right. She really didn't know which way to go. She looked at the woman in the donkey cart and walked over: "I'm going to the east of the city. I'm in a hurry." This is not the sentence of the request. Of course, in Lin Huazhi's opinion, there is nothing wrong with it. After saying that, she jumped into the donkey cart.

Sister Long smiled and said, "It happens that I will also go to the east of the city to send charcoal. Let's go all the way."

At this time, Lin Huazhi found that the donkey cart was full of charcoal. Looking down, the skirt had already been stained with black charcoal. Unnatural frown, and her face was full of disgust.

"Sister, what are you going to do in the east of the city early in the morning? You haven't recovered yet. If you want to find a job, you should wait until you get better. Sister Long is obviously an extremely enthusiastic person, driving a donkey cart while talking to Lin Huazhi.

Lin Huazhi didn't make a sound. First, she was not in the mood, and second, she didn't want to speak. She had a cold face and her eyes kept falling on the hem of her skirt.

Sister Long did not find anything wrong with her, and automatically understood Lin Huazhi's silence as weakness. With a smile, he took out a steamed bun from the bun behind him and handed it over.

"Girl, haven't you eaten anything? Come on, the eldest sister's steamed bread has just been steamed. It's still hot. Eat it quickly.

Lin Huazhi was stunned and looked up at the steamed buns in Sister Long's hand. For a moment, she didn't know whether to pick it up or not. It was not until Sister Long handed it to her again that she raised her hand to take it.

"Girl, eat. It's not enough. I still have it. I'm full."

Looking at Lin Huazhi, Sister Long's face was a bold smile, natural and generous, un pretentious.

After a moment of hesitation, Lin Huazhi gently bit the steamed bun. The hot food slid down his throat into his stomach, and his body became warm. It's delicious. She has never eaten such a steamed bun before. For no reason, Lin Huazhi softened somewhere in his heart.

When she arrived in the east of the city, Lin Huazhi jumped off the donkey cart and smiled at Sister Long before leaving.

What did she go to the east of the city? According to the rules, today is Chen Suyue's first seven days, and her relatives will go to Baohua Temple in the east of the city to sing scriptures for her. The housekeeper and the wet nurse will definitely go, and most importantly, she wants to meet someone.

From the Dongchengmen of Jiangdongfu to Baohua Temple, the road was sprinkled with white paper money. When the wind blew, the raised paper money made the sky inexplicably gloomy and sad. Lin Huazhi walked all the way, and he couldn't tell whether he should be happy or sad. Happy with her rebirth? Or is it sad for her early death?

When she arrived at Baohua Temple with a complex and depressed heart, she became more and more anxious.

The reborn Diamond Sutra came from the temple. Looking at the maidservant of Chen's family standing outside the temple gate with filial piety, Lin Huazhi felt that this was the biggest joke given to her by the Buddha.

She is alive, but now she is witnessing her death.

I'm afraid the saddest thing in life is this.

It was not until afternoon that Lin Huazhi saw the door of Baohua Temple open and people coming out from inside one after another. After looking at it for a long time, I was surprised to find that there were no housekeepers and wet nurses in the crowd.

She was suspicious. Where did the housekeeper and the wet nurse go on such an occasion today?

I don't allow her to think too much. Her eyes have always been fixed on one person.

It was a young man who made him look thinner in a black robe. He wore a white jade hairpin on his head and his eyes were half drooping. Although he only saw half of his side face, under his tall nose, the corners of his mouth drooped slightly. Lin Huazhi knew that he must be in a bad mood at this time.

Is he sad for her?

After the man whispered a few words to the intelligent master, he walked to the back mountain alone, and Lin Huazhi couldn't help following him.

Next to the Zen room in the back mountain is a bamboo forest, where there is a secluded pool. In her early years, Chen Suyue loved it alone. After her parents died, she lived in the Zen room of Baohua Temple for a year. Chen Suyue had said that she would build a tomb next to Baohua Temple when she died, but now Lin Huazhi followed the man and vaguely guessed something in her heart.

Sure enough, the man walked through the bamboo forest. On the edge of the secluded pool, Lin Huazhi saw a small clothed tomb, and his eyes slowly raised water vapor. It was not clear whether it was for her or for him.

"My condolences, Mr. Yan." The little Sami, who was guarding aside, said a magic name, put his hands together and entered the temple from the back door, leaving the man alone.

Then, she heard the man whisper, "Su Yue, I came to see you for my husband."

Lin Huazhi can't remember when the last time she cried when she was Chen Suyue. But now, tears can't stop. Raising his hand and covering his mouth tightly, Lin Huazhi really wanted to rush out and jump into his arms and cried loudly.

That man is her father-in-law, Yan Shaobai.