Chapter 69 Section VI

After many gloomy autumn nights, Leng Yueruoxue faithfully recorded the above rumors.But she never published that article, but when she lit a cigarette one day, she used a lighter to light a stack of green grid manuscript paper.Green smoke curls up, and the old events from many years ago are like smoke floating in front of you, blowing away with the wind.All she could do was pray silently for her mother in her heart.It doesn't matter whether the mother is in heaven now or still on earth. In the end, what Leng Yueruoxue can tell others about her life experience is like a novel she personally turned into a wisp of smoke and dust, silently in the autumn of 1964 in Ping'an County.