If there is an afterlife, I will still be your woman.

She is a little distantly related to my friend, so she should be called aunt by generation. I only saw her when she was seriously ill. When I was in college, I accompanied my friends to the hospital where she was hospitalized. At that time, she seemed to have liver disease, her face was yellow and her eyes were swollen. Although she is very ill, from the corners of her eyes and eyebrows and thick little lips, we can still see that she must be a rare beauty when she was young.

According to a friend, when she was young, she was one of the best in dozens of miles around. Tall figure, white skin, black hair. A pair of watery big eyes, red cherry mouth. Her parents both died when she was very young, and she grew up in her uncle's house. Her uncle worked as a cook for people at wedding events, so she helped her uncle when she was a teenager, and later she was able to work on her own. Liaodong management work is called living.

At the age of 18, she married a teacher in the village, who was the only child in the family. After a few days of private school, she could write and calculate, even if she was a local scholar. Talent and beauty, this is a marriage that is the envy of villagers. On the wedding night, as soon as the bridegroom lifted her red lid, he was pulled out by a man who broke in. It turned out that the bridegroom was underground D, and his identity had been exposed, and the people of National D were on their way here to arrest him. The bridegroom asked someone to wait for a moment, and he came into the room to explain to the bride what had happened. My aunt is a wise man, so she immediately said, "run away. Don't wait here to be caught." She took off the gold and silver jewelry she was wearing and slipped it into his hand, saying that it was a poor family and a rich road, and it always came in handy.

The man held up his aunt's face with his hands and saw the shyness of pear blossoms and rain, so beautiful that she was dizzy. He said you must wait for me, you are my woman and kissed her little mouth, tears fell on her face one by one, they so hastily parted, not even had time to say a few sweet words.

The man's parents were both sick, and they were bedridden when they saw such a thing happen to their son. On the second day of her visit, the aunt put on her working clothes and went to work as a cook. She wanted to earn some food to support the two old people.

She works outside during the day and comes back to wait on her parents-in-law at night. When she was given some delicious food outside, she was never reluctant to take a bite and brought it back to them. After two years of this kind of life, there is no news from the man. Every night, she would wrap the man's old clothes into a ball and hug them in bed. Because the dress smelled like that man, she held it as if she were holding it with that man.

In the fifth year, on a windy and snowy afternoon, she came out of a house and was tied into a bag by several beards on the way. When she came back three days later, she had a large scar on her forehead, which seemed to have hit her. No one knew what had happened in the past three days, but she was covered with scars. Her parents-in-law dared not ask any more questions, but just secretly observed her. After a while, she found out she was pregnant.

Since hearing the news, the attitude of my parents-in-law is quite different from that before. Although she ate her cooking and drank her fried medicine every day, she never looked at her with good eyes. They thought she was too dirty to disgrace their family's reputation, let alone their son. She knelt on the ground and cried to the two old people that she had no choice but to force her life to come back. She said she didn't want to live, but she couldn't leave the old man behind, which was confessed by her man before he left. Another reason why she can't die now is that she hasn't been his woman yet. For these two reasons, she can live as a pig and a dog. Just ask the old man not to tell anyone about her pregnancy.

She still works as a cook every day, only to strangle her belly tightly with broad white cloth strips so as not to be seen by others. But after all, the fire could not be contained in the paper, and two months before she was about to give birth, she was still found to be pregnant. In people's eyes, she changed from an original flower to a pile of smelly cow dung.

No one was willing to say hello to her when they met her, and no one went to her to be a cook. Like Mrs. Xianglin in Lu Xun's blessing, she became an ominous thing in everyone's eyes, an extremely evil bad woman.

Every night she held the man's clothes in her arms and asked him in tears, would you look at me the same way? All my life, I'm just your woman.

On the night when she was about to give birth, her parents-in-law couldn't stand her crying in the room, because she didn't give birth to the flesh and blood of her son, but the iniquity of others. The old couple hanged themselves on the beam with two ropes.

She gave birth to a baby boy in the agony of death. She looked at the child's little pink face and knew that she must be a very beautiful son when she grew up. She struggled to get up from the Kang and wrapped the child in a piece of red cloth. The child kept crying. She kissed and kissed the child on the little face, then put on her clothes and stumbled towards the river with the child in her arms.

When she was rescued, the child was long gone. Since then she has lived in another village not far from home. Her beauty still appeals to many people. Many people told her matchmaking and advised her to remarry, but she refused. She said to herself, I am only his own woman in my life, and I will never marry anyone else. She eked out a living as a part-time worker for seventeen years.

In the year before liberation, she learned from others that her man was still alive and became a big guan. Overjoyed, she hurriedly asked someone to write a letter to him, telling him that she was still alive. After the letter was taken away, she waited every day for the messenger to come back soon.

The messenger finally appeared in front of her, but it didn't give her the result she wanted. The letter said that he already knew about her and thanked her for what she had done for his parents. But I can't forgive her for giving birth to someone else's baby behind her back. He advised her to remarry. He already had a large number of wives and children, so he would not want her again.

She held the letter in her hand blankly, tears dripping on the paper. This is the result of her 22 years of waiting. In return for her youth and life, she wanted to scold him and hate him, but she could not forget the festive red head, and she could not forget the warm hands that had touched her; she could not forget the hasty kiss at parting, let alone the affectionate look in his eyes when he went out, and her hair turned to white hair overnight.

From then on, she lived alone in the country, and the village gave her a lot of help. Whenever night falls, she is still used to talking to him. She told him how much she missed him, how lonely she was, how much she missed that wedding night, there were no tears in her eyes, and the tears had already been given to the years; her heart was no longer sad, and the pain had left her heart without feeling.

According to her friend, she lived to be in her seventies. On her deathbed, she had been speechless for several days. But at the last minute, she found someone with her eyes. After watching it for a long time, everyone finally understood. People found the man who had sent a message to her. At the sight of him, there were two drops of muddy tears in her dry eyes, and her wrinkled lips wriggled gently. The man hurriedly put his ear on it, and only heard her say intermittently that you must tell him that I was the only one in my life. If I had an afterlife, I would still be his woman.