Father Jiang sighed. Even with his eyes closed, he could think of the day when Xixi disappeared. That feeling... he didn't want to experience it again.
I waited and waited for my daughter to come back, but she didn't show up. I looked for her everywhere like a headless fly. Now I think about it, I don't know how I managed to get through those days.
"A house, once it's gone, it's gone. Can a living person be so sad about the death of a dead thing?"
Jiang's father clumsily tried to comfort his daughter, but when he saw Jiang Xi's eyes redden, he was at a loss: "Xixi, don't cry, don't cry, okay? Daddy will buy you the game controller you liked last time. Call it, what was it called?"
"No thanks, Dad."
Jiang Xi cursed herself for being so pretentious at her age. She wiped her eyes, but the corners of her mouth curled up slightly. "Let's go buy some things first. Mom's probably still waiting at home."
In the end, the furniture was picked out at a second-hand market next to the furniture store. Jiang Xi bargained down the price to 1,800 yuan for a set of round wooden tables and chairs for the living room, a set of desks and chairs, and a two-door vertical cabinet. The merchant even provided door-to-door delivery service.
So Jiang Xi and his father rode back smoothly in a small truck. When they got home, they were in a rush again. By the time all the things were moved and loaded, it was already dark outside.
Jiang's mother has always been good at housework. While the father and daughter were out, she did some cleaning, tidied the room, and replaced all the sheets and bedding with her own. Once these few pieces of furniture were put in, the new house actually felt a bit like a real house.
The windows are bright and clean, and everything is arranged in an orderly manner. There are also a few pots of green ivy on the balcony, and the tender leaves are quietly poking out and swaying in the wind.
The dark night was blocked out. Jiang Xi stretched his body. His father opened a bottle of beer and sat at the table to sip it slowly. His mother brought out three bowls of noodles in a row and scolded angrily:
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