While talking, Xia Yu was in trouble, and you remembered the sadness of your father's funeral in the previous life, and the unstoppable sadness hit her. She threw herself into her mother's arms and hugged her tightly.
"Little rain!"
The daughter is too sensible, and Ye Fengxian's heart is sore, as if being tightly strangled by something, she is so sad that she can't show it yet, so she has to hold it back desperately.
"Mom, I'm sorry!" Patting his daughter on the back, Ye Fengxuan took out a small box from under the head of the bed and handed it to Xia Yu, "This is what your own father left for you. Dowry. Now that you are married, you can keep it yourself."
The box is very beautiful, wrapped in bright red brocade, it looks extraordinary at first glance.
Xia Yu was a little shocked, her mother never gave her this thing in her previous life. Why was this matter given to her again? Is it because I didn't let my father die, did everything change?
The box is not big, square and fits just right in the palm of your hand.
Open it, and inside is a jade pendant inlaid with gold. The emerald's jade color is pure and transparent, and it looks like the best product.
It was inlaid with a piece of gold and fastened with a gold chain.
The whole piece of jade pendant looks expensive, and it doesn't look like it can be sold by ordinary people.
A hint of confusion flashed in Xia Yu's eyes. In her previous life, she had never met anyone from her own father's family, nor had she deliberately looked for them.
Forgive her for not knowing who her biological father is.
Anyway, everyone is dead, so what if you know what you don't know?
Put away that jade pendant and put it in the box, Xia Yuye Fengxian.
"This thing is too expensive. Mom, please keep it for me! I'll get it when I want it. It's not interesting for me to take it to Chu's house. I don't need a dowry." It makes the in-laws happier than any dowry.
Seeing that her daughter was not greedy for money at all, Xia Zhenxing didn't persuade her too much, and said to his wife: "Then let's take care of it for Xiaoyu! When the child wants to take it, I will give it to her. This is the only thing her father left her. , the child is young, what should I do if I lose it?"
?Thinking about it, the daughter still has to study, and it is indeed inconvenient to hold things on her body. It's so messy, it's too worthless to lose it.
"Your father's name is Xia Yuxi, and your name comes from his name." Xia Zhenxing looked at his daughter and said slowly, "You are his daughter, and I hope to inherit his life."
This is the first time that she has officially heard her parents talk about her biological father, even in her previous life, she did not have the honor.
Ye Fengxian sighed: "Your father is from Kyoto, and his younger brother came with him to suppress the bandits that year. Your father was shot by a bandit and died in order to protect him. He was twenty-three that year. He is 22 years old, and his brother is 22 years old. I am not even qualified to collect his corpse. You know where you are from and how you came into this world."
"I know." Looking at her mother's eagerness to explain, afraid of her suspicious expression, Xia Yu knew what she was going to say, and hugged her, "Mom! I didn't think too much about it. Anyway, I believed it was me since I was a child." Dad's daughter, my dad treats me like his own daughter, and I still think about what a dead dad would do? Besides, I haven't seen him before, so it's useless to think about it, so why should I think about it?"
Smile sweetly at parents, a bit coquettish.
Xia Zhenxing's facial expression relaxed, and he felt relieved. I'm afraid that this child will stick to the horns and bear a grudge against them, and never mentioned anything about her own father to her. If it weren't for being called "drag the oil bottle, drag the oil bottle" all the time, they still didn't want to mention it.
Fearing that the burden on the child will be heavy, the front foot will be forced to marry, and the back foot will say that she is not his own. What should I do if I can't bear the blow? I didn't expect the child to be so open-minded, and he didn't worry at all. It's really sensible and distressing.
Thinking about it is useless, so why bother thinking about it?
What I said was quite true. When my daughter was born, I was the first person to hug her, and I was also the father who cried out first. Up to now, he still remembers how his daughter was babbling and toddling, but he didn't expect to grow up, become sensible, and get married in a blink of an eye.
After talking to her parents for a while, Xia Yu pushed that she was tired and was going to bed.
The forecast is good, and tomorrow will usher in another climax.
Originally planned to leave tomorrow, but it seems that it will be changed to the day after tomorrow. Counting that I have been back for almost ten days, I don't know if Wei Xian is angry, whether her parents-in-law will scold her for breaking her promise.
It¡¯s agreed that if you only go back to the door, once you go, you will be like a yellow crane.?will be unhappy.
When you get to the door, pull the latch a little, leave a little bit there, then take out the bag of flour and put it on the dining table.
Very unkindly, I made a small hole under the bag of flour, and then I went back to the house to sleep with peace of mind.
Xia Ziyu and Xia Ziliang, who were hiding in the doorway, suddenly felt that their sister was terrible. If anyone offended her, it would probably end badly. Grandma is like this, and so is tomorrow's aunt.
Hiss! Why do you feel the chill on your back?
Why did you suddenly sympathize with that brother-in-law whom you have never met?
Their sister is so difficult to mess with, does the brother-in-law know?
In the future, I still need to have a good relationship with my sister, and I must never let my sister catch them wrong.
Besides, when Liu Xiaohua returned home with her mother-in-law Li Guihua, her mind was full of the white and fine flour in Xia Ziyu's hand. Looking at a pot of sweet potatoes, she lost even a trace of appetite.
Xia Lao San has been begging for food under her chin all the time, especially Ye Fengxian, who has a doughy temper, and dare not make a sound no matter how round or flat it is. But the people there are already eating white flour and rice, what about yourself? But he is still eating sweet potatoes here.
This drop is simply wider than the river.
She was so reconciled that she couldn't eat the white noodles, and felt as sad as a cat scratching her heart. No, the things from Xia Lao San's family are hers, and it has always been like this. She can get them whenever she wants.
She had to go and bring back the white flour and feed it to Xia Laosan's family. Wouldn't it be a waste of food?
Those people have been used to being poor all their lives, and they are also used to eating rough pickles and sweet potatoes.
Where can I eat such a good thing?
The more Liu Xiaohua thought about this fallacy, the more she felt it made sense, and she came to Xia Zhenxing's house early.
Look for opportunities to start.
After all the lights in the room were extinguished, she quietly walked forward and pushed the door.
With just a few light swings back and forth, the door opened.
Delighted, she saw the bag of flour on the table at a glance, grabbed it and put it on her back without thinking about it, and ran away.
It's really God helping her, such a precious thing, these unsightly things are just left so casually, even if she doesn't come to get it, someone else will probably come to get it.
Instead of giving the benefits to others, it is better to give it to her. How can I say that I am their eldest aunt.
Liu Xiaohua excitedly took three steps at a time and made two steps at a time. Her steps were fast, and she hid the flour when she got home. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com