I rely on tricks to cultivate my longevity

"That's right, if I hadn't forced him to study when I was a child, and I was full of thoughts on letting him get a good name in the exam and get ahead, how could this kid become like this."

The aunt's stiff smile made the wrinkles on her face deeper.

"Why did studying and becoming an official raise such a bad gambler?" Lin Xixue couldn't figure out the relationship between the two.

"Oh," the aunt smiled sadly, "this child is early wisdom, and the master said he is a good seedling, who would have thought that after ten years of poverty, he would not even be able to pass the exam."

"Is there something else hidden in this?"

"Hehehehe," the aunt smiled clearly, but the voice that came out of her throat was clearly weeping, "It's just a bowl of tea money and a bag of cigarette money missing from the chief examiner."

Lin Xixue couldn't help trembling when she heard the words, the aunt put down the iron awl for holding the shoes in her hand, wiped away her tears, and continued to narrate.

"This kid is honest, and I don't know much about it. He didn't know about the 'throat moistening fee' from his classmates until he was in the fourth year of the exam."

"I paid for shoes day and night, and finally managed to scrape together the two bills for his throat, but this kid is so stubborn that he thinks he is too talented, so he refused to listen to me, so he handed the two bills to the examiner. "

"But there is no sore throat fee, and people don't bother to read his test paper, so they just throw it into the heater."

"After another two years of examination, he still failed, so I advised him to learn crafts to make a living, which is worthless, but the boy asked me, since I want him to learn crafts now, why did I ask him to learn crafts earlier?" read."

"I can't answer, girl, I can't answer"

"It is said that reading can make people stand out, so I let him study, but I really don't have much knowledge, I really don't know so many ways."

"Girl, is it really wrong for a child from a poor family to study and seek fame?"

The aunt lifted her apron to cover her eyes, and wept uncontrollably. The shopkeepers and passers-by who passed by just stopped to look at it, and then continued with their work.

The world is so big, and all living beings are busy, who would care about the crying of an old lady under the willow tree?

Lin Xixue lowered the corners of her eyes, bit her lower lip lightly, and shook her head, but she couldn't think of anything to comfort the old lady, so she could only curse the dog emperor in her heart.

I will settle accounts with him next time I enter the palace.

"Ma'am, after that, why did he get involved in gambling?"

"Getting fame and fame every year, but failing every year, this person, you have to look forward to it, don't you?"

"In the beginning, he played small, and unexpectedly made some small money. After that, he played bigger and bigger. He not only lost all the money he won before, but also owed a lot of money."

Lin Xixue thought that this method was not uncommon in her previous life. At first, she used small profits to lure people into the game, and once people were completely trapped, she began to reap big gains.

"I paid off his gambling debts for him. I thought he would stop there, but he still didn't repent, and his family's land deeds were all pawned."

Lin Xixue felt that betting on dogs is certainly not worthy of sympathy, but if he can really win fame under fair competition, will he become a gambler again?

She didn't know, and she couldn't know, but in any case, the person was dead, and these assumptions were naturally meaningless.

"When the debt collector came to the door, he went out to hide from the debt. He told me something a few days ago. He met Miss Yan's family by chance. He could introduce him, but he disappeared again in the past two days."

Lin Xixue didn't know how to react, and suddenly felt that this person was a little pitiful. Perhaps he had really seen hope for the future when he first met Miss Yanfu.

It's a pity that he was reduced to a complete tragedy in the end, and it's no wonder that he didn't care much about the world at that time.

Since he was a child, he has lived in the delicate lies that he has woven one after another, and when these lies are shattered again and again, he still has no hope after all.

"Hey, after talking so much, I really made the girl laugh. Don't you want to look at my shoes? They are all layered soles made by me. They are durable!"

The aunt forcibly suppressed her distressed expression, and raised a smile that was uglier than crying. She raised two shoes and knocked on each other, showing that they were durable.

Lin Xixue was a little hesitant, whether to tell this aunt about his son's death.

Tell her, she is old, and I don't know if she can bear the pain of losing her son.But if he didn't tell her, wouldn't it mean that he had also woven an elaborate lie for this aunt.

If it is a lie, there will be a day when it will be shattered. At that time, the aunt will only face deeper despair.

After thinking about it, she still slowly said: "Ma'am, your son is already dead."

The aunt was stunned for a moment, her neck was raised stiffly and mechanically like a zombie, her lifeless eyes stared at Lin Xixue, and she said hoarsely: "You said...he's dead."

"Yes, dead."

"That's it, that's it." The aunt didn't cry, she just put down the embroidered shoes in her hand dully, and then slowly sat on the somewhat decayed bench behind her.

"Girl, was he beaten to death by debt collectors?"

"No, the person who killed him has no name."

"Then, when he left, did it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt, kills with a knife, and walks very quickly."

"That's good, that's good." Although the aunt said yes, she breathed weakly as if all her strength had been taken away.

She looked down at Lin Xixue's feet, then handed over a pair of embroidered shoes tremblingly, and said, "Girl, thank you for telling me, thank you. These shoes are for you."

Lin Xixue didn't refuse, she accepted the embroidered shoes, and said, ""Auntie, before your son died, you wanted me to tell you something.

"He asked me to tell you that he has been recommended by someone, and he is going to be an official far away. Everything is fine, so don't worry about it."

"Oh, this silly boy, before he died, he still thought that I really want him to get a good name in the exam." The aunt shook her head sadly.

Lin Xixue took out the vial containing ashes and handed it to the aunt: "This is the ashes left by your son. My condolences."

"Originally he wanted me to sprinkle the ashes under the tree behind you, but after thinking about it, it's better to hand it over to you, Madam."

The aunt took the vial and looked up again, only to find that the girl who had talked to her before had disappeared, and there was an extra piece of gold on the table at some point.

Lin Xixue and Feng Buyou who left walked forward side by side, but Feng Buyou's face was clearly puzzled, and he said, "Is this the scene you want to show me?"

"Oh, that's not it. I came to find this aunt just on the way, and I want to take you elsewhere."

"So how did this aunt's son die?"

"I killed it." Lin Xixue had nothing to shy away from.

"Then why did you kill him?" Feng Buyou didn't believe that Lin Xixue would do anything to an innocent person.

"Hearing the story of this son, don't you think that his heart has already died?"

"He was assimilated into a slug, and more than half of his body was deformed. He was already powerless, so I gave him a good time according to his wishes."

"And the place I'm going to take you to next is the place where I killed him"