So, it was about that matter. Gu Youyou had no objections and nodded with a smile, "Alright, I'll follow Doctor Zhou's arrangements."
"Ah! Agreed, then let's settle on that!"
...
Gu Youyou thus secured the house for herself, and left the matter of paying the silver to Qin Changlin. She went home and began to pack her belongings.
Her possessions were indeed few: aside from the vegetables and herbs she planted in the yard, there were only a few garments.
Hmm, she couldn't take the vegetables and herbs with her, so they would be a gift for Jin Zijin.
Looking at the small bundle she had packed, she truly felt a sense of sorrow.
This was all she had in the world.
Gu Youyou took out a piece of coarse cloth and, similarly, picked up a piece of burned charcoal, and wrote in large, bold characters on the cloth.
A self-divorce letter.
