"Then Sister Jiaying, can you take me back to your house in the back mountain with you? Otherwise, after you leave, I'll be alone in this empty house. I... will be scared."
"this……"
Shu Jiaying didn’t say it wasn’t possible, but if Xiaohua left, wouldn’t it be a waste to leave such a big house here?
Moreover, Shu Jiaying knew that Erlang must have some distant relatives. If those relatives knew that Xiaohua gave up the house here to be with her, they would occupy the house, and it would be difficult for Xiaohua to get the house back in the future.
Shu Jiaying didn't dare to agree to Xiaohua's request easily. Her greatest ability was to help her find a reliable relative to take care of her.
"Don't be afraid, Xiaohua. I'm with you now, right? Oh, by the way... I've already put all your dad's clothes in a bag. Do you want to keep them as a souvenir?"
"Sister, burn them all. When my mother died, my father also burned all of her clothes. He said that this way my mother could wear her old clothes again in the afterlife."
"Burned?"
This is a big bag of clothes. Although it is a pity, Xiaohua’s belief is in it. Shu Jiaying thought that if Uncle Erlang is still alive, he might really be able to receive his clothes.
He gave Xiaohua another purse.
"This is what your father left behind. Take it. If you need anything in the future, you can do it yourself."
"No, Sister Jiaying, I'm still young and can't carry so much money with me. You should keep this money for me and give it to me when I need it."
"That won't work. Xiaohua, you keep your own money. You have to learn to be independent in the future."
"Sister Jiaying, are you planning to stop caring about me?"
The slightly pouty mouth made Xiaohua look extremely aggrieved, so Shu Jiaying had to comfort her again, "No, it's not like that. How could Sister Jiaying ignore you?
"Okay... I'll keep this money with you for now. I'll keep it for you. Let's go and burn some clothes for your father."
"Um."
Xiaohua picked up the small blanket on the bed and wanted to burn it with the clothes, but Shu Jiaying thought that Erlang had preserved the small blanket so well since it was so old, and maybe this blanket had a great meaning to Xiaohua.
Shu Jiaying suggested, "You should keep the quilt. After all, it was used to quilt you when you were little. I think it should carry your father's memories of you as a baby."
"oh."
Xiaohua didn't feel much about the quilt in her hand, but she listened to Shu Jiaying. Shu Jiaying told her to keep it, so she kept it. After all, a quilt didn't take up much space in the house.
The two took Erlang's belongings to the small river behind the village and burned them all. When they came back, a woman wearing patched clothes, a boy about eight years old, and a dark-skinned middle-aged man were sitting at the gate of Xiaohua's house.
As soon as they saw Xiaohua, the three of them stood up immediately.
Shu Jiaying had never seen this family of three before, and she looked at Xiaohua with a questioning look.
Xiaohua immediately shook her head to indicate that she didn't know these three people either.
Shu Jiaying then stepped forward and asked, "Who are you three looking for?"
The dark-skinned middle-aged man was a little tired of talking to Shu Jiaying. He said rudely, "Where's Erlang? Tell him to come see me. Don't think that hiding will solve the problem. Tell him that even if he hides to the ends of the earth, I will find him."
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