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In June 2020, in a farmyard, on a hot afternoon, Qiu Yu was sitting in the room, wearing reading glasses and doing embroidery slowly.
The half-finished embroidery is led by a coffin, with a few strands of silk thread emerging from the coffin, holding the coffin on one side and two girls on the other.
Old wrinkled fingers traced the fine silk surface. Qiu Yu was already in her sixties, her ears were not functioning properly, and her vision was also deteriorating.
That day, my grandson, who had just come back from outside, pointed outside and cursed angrily without saying a word: "Grandma, who sent a coffin to our family! What bad luck!"
Qiu Yulao's eyes were dim and her ears were ringing. She raised her head and asked her grandson, who was on the verge of explosion, "What did you say?"
His grandson became silent for a moment. When he saw Qiu Yu struggling to get up, his anger disappeared without a trace. He repeated in a low voice: "Someone sent a coffin to our family."
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In 1963, Qiu Yu was 15 years old. That year, there were overgrown weeds and starving people everywhere. The girl who had saved her life in the pool came to her house and asked her father for a coffin.
But his father just threw away the money that the girl had scraped together to make a coffin. He said to the girl who lowered her head to pick up the money: "I won't do it for your father, but if you come and ask me, I will do it for free."
After the skinny girl silently picked up all the money, her eyes hidden with countless sorrows remained firm and composed, her thick eyebrows slowly stretched, and she said softly: "Thank you, no need."
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In the room, Qiu Yu came back to her senses. She walked to the courtyard with empty steps and groped the extremely delicate coffin over and over again. She didn't stop until she reached the end of the coffin that smelled of old wood. She rubbed her thumb on it, where her name was engraved: Qiu Yu.
There are many scenes carved on the exquisite coffin, and the knife work is exquisite and lifelike.
There is also a sentence engraved on the bottom of that coffin: A pair of embroidery, a pair of coffins, the rest of my life is over, there is still one last touch, which is hard to find in this life.
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When Qiu Yu was 17 years old, she ran back to the house sweating profusely. She carefully took out the bark from her arms and saw a few words carved on it with exquisite knife work: Don't be afraid, we can move forward leaning on each other.
Reading guide:
1. There is a story about two people meeting each other in "The Years She Became Human", Chapters 97-99: The Years Between Her and It
2. Double cleansing, two-way redemption, a bit sadistic, but HE
Intention: Never forget the original intention
