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Half a month later, the house was repaired and Fubao and his family were ready to go back.

Several young people stood in the front yard of the dilapidated temple, reluctant to leave. These days, Fubao's family made them feel the warmth of home that they had never felt before. They were really reluctant to leave suddenly.

Fubao was carrying a small backpack and the carriage was already full. Li Shuangrong took a day off and hired two more carriages to move.

Fubao: "Everything in the kitchen has been moved out. The quilts and mattresses have also been taken away. There is nothing left behind."

Yi An stood by and looked at Zhao Xiuer with tears in his eyes: "Aunt Xiu, can I still go to see you?"

Zhao Xiuer shook her head: "You kid..."

Yi An was stunned when he was rejected. He didn't expect that Aunt Xiu, who was always gentle, would refuse even such a small request.

The teenagers nearby were all silent, and the scene was awkward for a while.

Zhao Xiuer was interrupted by Yi An before she finished speaking. She blushed anxiously: "What did you say you were going to see me, kid? Come home with me! Come home with me!"

As soon as these words came out, several teenagers stood there with their eyes wide open in disbelief: "Aunt Xiu..."

Fu Bao looked at the few people who hadn't gotten on the bus yet and shouted, "Hurry up! Why aren't you getting on the bus yet?"

This shout made several people tremble all over, and they hesitated and said, "This is too much trouble for you."

Zhao Xiuer's eyes widened: "What? You don't want to go with us?" Ever since she started taking care of these children, she never thought of leaving them in this dilapidated temple.

Fu Bao was too far away to hear their voices, but he could guess what they were saying. Panting, he jumped out of the car again and walked over to say, "Father hired a carriage yesterday. One is for the stuff, one is for us, and one is for you guys."

Shuangxi scratched his head: "How can I feel embarrassed? I ate for so long and I still followed him home..."

Zhao Xiuer couldn't help it any longer, so she pretended to be angry and patted him on the back: "Stop talking, come home with me!"

After saying that, he angrily got on the carriage, opened the curtain and glared at the few people who had not yet moved.

Fuxi and Rongxi took action immediately and got on the carriage first: "Let's go, don't make Aunt Xiu angry."

After returning home, Zhao Xiuer vacated the two rooms opposite. Fubao had agreed with the carpenter to make two beds, and they were just moved back today. The bedding on top was soft and soft. When Yi An sat on it, he widened his eyes excitedly: "So comfortable!"

Accustomed to living on straw, some people were not used to the sudden change of environment and were a little hesitant.

Fubao: "You guys take a good rest first, just treat this place as your own home. Let's wait for Brother Chen Xi to come back."

Several people stayed there like this, and Fubao began to plan how to take away all the goods.

Another day, Li Shuangrong came back and said happily: "I have worked for these few days, and the manager is very optimistic about me. I can go to move goods tomorrow."

Fu Bao: "It would be great if we could find out when the last batch of goods will arrive. If we can't, just protect ourselves."

Li Shuangrong nodded: "I know, I know it."

The weather was getting colder and colder. Fubao stood at the door in his cotton coat, feeling the damp wind blowing on his face. The pigeons in the distance slowly descended and flew straight to the shelf by the door.

Yi An was surprised: "Ah! A carrier pigeon?"

He was the youngest among them. Although the adults and his brothers always taught him some important principles, he still had little experience.

Fubao took down a small paper tube in front of him as usual, slowly opened it, and then his expression relaxed.

Yi An asked curiously: "What is this?"

Fubao looked at him with a smile: "Good news from my master!"

Yi An tilted his head: "Hmm?"

Fu Bao: "The weather is getting cold. The winter solstice is in two days. I was worried that it would be too cold and the soldiers in the barracks would not be able to hold on."

Yi An nodded, not quite understanding.

Fu Bao looked at Zhao Xiu'er who just came out to pour water, and excitedly waved the note in his hand: "Mother, our previous efforts have not been in vain. The cotton-padded clothes and quilts, as well as the firewood we cut before, have all been used. There was a heavy snow in Linzhou, but no soldier in the army was frozen to death or frostbitten."

Zhao Xiuer held the wooden basin in her hand, smiling: "That's good, that's good." A huge stone fell from her heart, and all her previous worries were dispelled by this news.

Yi An listened to her words and said in surprise: "Although it is cold, it won't freeze people to death."

Fu Bao looked at him and said, "Yuezhou is close to the sea and the south. Although it is cold, it is all damp cold air. It's different in the north. After a heavy snowfall, people can really be frozen to death."

As soon as he finished speaking, Shuangxi came running back from outside with his face flushed.

Zhao Xiuer couldn't help but said seriously: "Run slower! Be careful not to fall!"

Shuangxi listened to her words and slowed down a little, panting and said, "Aunt Xiu, Yishu, there is a letter for you!"

Fu Bao then noticed the envelope in his hand and hurriedly said, "Let me see it."

Zhao Xiuer also became excited. The two children were not around. It was the first time they were separated for such a long time, and she didn't know how they were doing.

Shuangxi hurriedly handed over the envelope. Fubao quickly opened it and said excitedly, "Mom, it's a letter from home." She hadn't read the content yet, but just seeing the beginning made her excited.

Ten pages were filled with trivial things. Yisheng was praised by his master for his writing, Yiqiu had been learning martial arts from his uncle most of the time, and Chongwang had a crush on a girl and wanted to discuss marriage with her...

After reading the messages one by one, Fubao felt as if he had experienced it himself.

It was not until he turned to the last page that Fubao felt as if he had fallen into an icy cave after hearing just a few words.

Zhao Xiuer looked at her frozen face, and suddenly had a bad feeling in her heart: "What's wrong? What did the letter say?"

Fubao didn't want to hide it from her, so he folded the letter in a depressed tone and whispered, "Something happened at home."

Zhao Xiuer suddenly became anxious: "Tell me what happened."

Fu Bao's eyes were dark and unclear: "My aunt's child is gone."

Zhao Xiuer lowered her head and said nothing.

Fubao continued, "Granny Jin...is gone."

Zhao Xiuer collapsed to the ground almost instantly, tears falling like beads from a broken string, startling Yi An who was standing next to her.

Fubao hurriedly supported her. Zhao Xiuer grabbed Fubao's sleeve and asked with tears in her eyes: "When? How did she leave?"

Fubao glanced at the envelope again: "When we first moved here, he was old and not suffering from illness, so he passed away in his dream."

Zhao Xiuer had no choice but to believe what he said, and she couldn't stop crying for a moment: "I didn't even get to see you for the last time, and she said she would wait for me to come back, and she also said she wanted to watch you grow up."

Fubao knew that Granny Jin was like a mother to Zhao Xiuer, so after consoling her, he brought Yi An out and left her alone.