Although Yan Xia is stingy, she is always generous to people she likes.
She probably didn't even realize it herself.
Actually, she didn't like Yuefang from the beginning.
Otherwise, why would he give Shi Xiaohe a betrothal gift of five taels of silver without batting an eye?
The mother and daughter chatted for a while, then went to the field to pull weeds together.
I don’t know if it was because the land was originally wasteland or what, but the weeds in the field kept growing back after being pulled up.
It's so annoying.
Yan Xia really wanted to buy a bottle of herbicide and spray it on the ground.
But when I saw that the weed killer in the space cost 30 points, I was surprised to find that it was selling for 30 points.
Let's just forget about it.
It's so expensive, we might as well just kill her.
After a busy day, I ate lunch and took a nap.
After waiting and waiting all afternoon without seeing Jin Fu and Xiao He return, Yan Xia had a bad feeling.
She hurried toward the Shi family's house, but before she even reached the door, she heard Xiao He crying.
It seems that Mr. Shi has passed away.
Upon entering, one sees three plates and three sets of bowls and chopsticks on the dining table in the main room.
They ate everything up, and there wasn't even time to clean up.
To the left is Grandpa Shi's room.
He was dressed in his burial clothes, lying straight on the bed, his face pale.
It seems they've been walking for quite a while.
But Jin Fu wasn't there.
"Xiaohe, Mom is here. Don't be afraid. Mom is here. Be good, let's not cry. The body can't be left for long in the summer. Where did Jinfu go? We need to buy a coffin and bury him quickly."
Yan Xia hugged Shi Xiaohe.
He coaxed her softly.
"Waaaaah, Mom, Grandpa's gone, I don't have a grandpa anymore—"
Shi Xiaohe hugged Yan Xia's arm tightly.
"Jin Fu went to buy a coffin. Grandpa had prepared the burial clothes before. Waaaaah, Grandpa dressed himself in the burial clothes today. He even cooked for us. I thought he was all better. It was all fake, fake."
Shi Xiaohe's voice trembled, as if her whole being was about to break.
Yan Xia knew she was heartbroken.
All I could do was hold Xiaohe and pat her back.
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