Mr. Su's Love Investigation Report
Chapter 90 Mei

Chapter 90: Chapter 90 Mei

Aunt Ge was indeed stunned by her words, and it seemed at this moment she realized her daughter hadn’t come. Like Tu Hengsha, she thought of the day her daughter had been humiliated.

Seeing her daughter-in-law lying motionless on the ground, she seemed to transform into Ge Yun, beaten by the Zhao family with sticks, stripped and whipped...

Tears streamed down her face, and she choked out a sentence with a hoarse voice, "Old man, stop hitting her! Let her go! Let her go far away! Never come back to this village again!"

Uncle Ge was hitting hard and couldn’t stop; Aunt Ge stepped forward to grab him, crying, "Stop hitting her... just consider it... just consider it accumulating virtue for Ah Yun..."

Uncle Ge’s arm froze in the air, stunned for a moment, then he spat harshly at his wife, "You still have the nerve to mention that shameless girl!" After speaking, he kicked Mei, the daughter-in-law, again, "Go! Go as far as you can!"

Mei lay on the ground without moving; it was Tu Hengsha who dragged her out, half pushing and half pulling.

In rural village funerals, there weren’t many formalities. They were set up in the family’s main room and open yard. After Tu Hengsha dragged her out, Mei managed to walk on her own. Having just been beaten like that, every step was difficult.

Tu Hengsha followed her, feeling uneasy, and saw her walking to the back of the house.

At the back of the house, there were a few plum trees. She stopped under one of them, leaning slowly against the tree.

It was not the season for plum blossoms, and the branches and leaves of the plum tree were lush and green. Mei, the woman, stood under the tree, her emaciated body bending into a crooked old plum, blending in seamlessly with the tree.

Tu Hengsha didn’t make a sound, but Mei spoke, "There’s a word ’Mei’ in my name."

So, was this why she always wore her Mei dress?

"The first tree was planted for me when we got married. Although we both came from rural places and didn’t go to college, he understood these romantic things. He said that every year he’d plant one for me, so that when we got old, this place would become a plum blossom grove, beautiful and beautiful. Then we could bring our children and grandchildren and dine and drink under the plum trees..."

She spoke this beautiful story with a dry voice, like a novice playing the erhu, carrying a kind of tearing beauty, so much that Tu Hengsha held her breath, not wanting to interrupt.

"I usually have to work and find skirts inconvenient. This skirt was a birthday gift from him in the second year of our marriage. I wore it once on my birthday, and it’s the only skirt I have. Later..." Two lines of tears rolled down her emaciated face.

Humans, when oppressed to the extreme, always need someone to listen. Sometimes, this listener doesn’t need to be that familiar. This is why many are willing to tell stories to strangers online. After all, they don’t know each other, and once the story is heard, it’s forgotten.

Tu Hengsha’s profession made her a highly qualified listener.

A qualified listener knows when to respond and when to remain silent, and clearly, this woman named Mei didn’t need a response.

"Our father and Granny tended the land and a small orchard. He worked at the mine, and I worked in a restaurant in the county. After he became ill, he stayed home to rest. The land only yielded enough for us to get by, and the small orchard hasn’t sold well for the past few years. My earnings from the restaurant were limited. When healthy, it didn’t seem bad; there was always hope for tomorrow. Once sick, all hope vanished... One time, I worked late and was forced to drink a beer with some customers, just one beer..." She closed her eyes and couldn’t continue, tears streaming down.

Search the lightnovelworld.cc website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.