In order to ensure the safety of the things, An Hua double-locked the room where the antiques were kept, and went to pick up An Bohuai and Qiu Shushen that day, allowing them to live there from now on.
An Bohuai first toured the house and nodded continuously, "Well, it's good. It's more than enough for your mother and I to live in."
When he saw the familiar boxes in the room, Amber's eyes lit up, and the missing space in his heart was instantly filled.
"Oh my, finally..." An Bohuai rubbed his eye sockets, "Old friends, we finally meet again, how are you?"
An Hua: “…”
"I miss you guys so much..." Amberhuai sniffed.
"Dad... is it that serious?" An Huayu: "You said before that all these things would be given to me and my brother. How could you bear to say that at the time?"
An Bohuai smiled awkwardly, "I said that after I died, these would all belong to you. At that time, I was afraid of any accidents, so of course I had to sort out the inheritance issues of these things first."
Qiu Shushen snorted and laughed: "Antiques are your father's life. You should forget about these things while he is alive."
An Hua curled her lips, "I was just joking...How can these dead things compare to Dad's life? I wish Dad could live longer."
"I know, I know." Amber stroked his beard and nodded, "Although my daughter is a little money-obsessed, she is definitely a filial daughter."
An Hua: “…”
"Little money-grubber, come here, daddy will give you something." An Bohuai took out a passbook and stuffed it into An Hua's hand.
An Hua opened it and saw that there was ten thousand yuan inside.
"Dad, why are you giving me so much money?"
Yau Shu-shen replied: "Your father meant that he would pay for the house."
"No! It's only 1,500 yuan. Your daughter can still afford this amount."
Yau Shu-shen held down An Hua's hand to stop her from returning the passbook.
"Take it. Otherwise, your father and I would be embarrassed to move in. As for the extra money, just consider it as a token of our appreciation."
An Hua didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "If you don't give me so much money, I don't need it, really."
An Bohuai: "I know you don't need it, and neither do your parents. We are old and don't have much place to save money. Money is just waste paper in your hands. Take it and give it to the children."
No matter how much she tried to persuade him, the passbook still refused to be taken away, so An Hua had no choice but to accept it.
"Dad, I want to talk about these antiques. Do you really want to keep them in this room? What if a thief comes? Or should you keep them in their original place? I guarantee they are safe and reliable."
"The place was good before, but I couldn't see or touch it... thieves... thieves wouldn't be that bad..." An Bohuai was also a little hesitant.
An Hua thought of a compromise, "How about putting it in my house? There will definitely be no theft in the military compound, and you can see and touch it."
"But you have a big family. What if the children let it slip outside..."
An Bohuai still hesitated.
An Hua realized that she couldn't convince him in a short time, so she had to give up.
An Hua was always busy and neglected Dong Dong and Song Yi, forgetting to write to tell them that their family had moved.
Dongdong and Song Yi came back during the summer vacation. When they saw the empty house, they were stunned for a moment.
Where is home?
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