I am also a relic of Lu Xun-Zhu Anchuan.

In the distance, a red sedan chair came.

The sedan chair is wrapped in festive red, and the people in the sedan chair are wrapped in red coats. There is a pair of big shoes hanging on the little feet, and the little feet are dangling in the shoes.

The bride's name is Zhu An. Her groom's name is Lu Xun, and people call him Mr. Da.

Zhu An has been waiting for this wedding for seven years. During these seven years, she didn't receive a letter from Lu Xun from Japan, because she couldn't read and because he didn't miss her at all. Under the pressure of his old mother, Lu Xun agreed to get married, but made one last request: give Zhu enough room for school. The Zhu family disagreed. This made Lu Xun very helpless, and what made him feel hopeless was that even Zhu An himself was unwilling, at least he didn't express this will.

One is an educated youth receiving a new education, and the other is an old-school woman under the influence of her daughter's classics. The gap between them can be called a natural barrier.

Married life further confirms a sentence: the ideological gap is irreparable.

On the wedding night, Lu Xun stayed up all night reading. The next day, I moved to my mother's house.

Zhu An has lived alone for a long time since the second day of her marriage.

She took care of Lu Xun and her mother-in-law wholeheartedly. She observed which dishes were left more and which ones were left less on the dining table to judge what Lu Xun liked to eat. Looking at Lu Xun and the visiting female students talking and laughing, she silently served tea and ate snacks; Knowing that Lu Xun and Xu Guangping were married, she didn't complain. Does she cry silently at night? Who cares?

Lu Xun died of illness. Zhu An sent a letter to Xu Guangping, hoping that Xu Guangping could bring the children back. She is willing to take care of their mother and son, and she is sincere.

How kind it is! There is no resentment in her heart, only women's sympathy for women.

The death of her mother-in-law left Zhu An completely lonely. Living in poverty in his later years, he did not accept the help of Lu Xun's old friends. She once accepted the advice of Lu Xun's brothers and sold Lu Xun's books, but was stopped by progressives and Xu Guangping at that time. In the difficult years, Zhu An issued the most touching cry: "You always said that Lu Xun's relics need to be preserved, and I am also Lu Xun's relics. You should preserve me!" Finally, she reached an agreement with Xu Guangping, vowing to keep Lu Xun's books to the death. She said: I would rather suffer from it than it.

Before Zhu An died, she gave all the things in her family to those who had helped her. Her last wish is to be buried with Mr. Lu Xun. People promised to comfort the dying old man. In fact, as we all know, her last wish can't come true after all. I couldn't even be buried next to my mother-in-law. Zhu An died alone all his life. I hope there is no soul in the world. If there is, Zhu An will be too bitter.

A wrong marriage under feudal ethics has created a poor life for a woman. Can't say who is right or wrong, only sympathy, only helplessness.