Xia Wanniang turned around and saw the tall and straight Xiao Chiye: "Why are you here?"

"I heard that Linlin was sent here, so I came to take a look." Xiao Chiye walked over to her and sat down casually.

Auntie Xiao and Auntie Gong stood up and said, "You guys chat, we'll go check on the three little guys. They'll get themselves covered in sand soon."

Xiao Chiye looked at the three people who were also having fun and said, "If Master Qiu and Xiong Da go along, they probably won't be able to do anything useful."

"This time, the children will be much more useful than their elders." Although Xia Wanniang did not receive the news, she could guess it.

Xiao Chiye: "Have you never been worried in these years?"

"Worry, how can I not be worried? So keep yourself busy, so that you can worry less." How could Xia Wanniang not be worried.

On the boat were her children, her friends' children, her elders, her friends, who were the most important people to her since she came into this world.

Xiao Chiye handed her a letter: "A letter from Liuyang Village."

Xia Wanniang would occasionally receive letters from Liuyangcun, containing both good news and bad news.

The good news is that Shousui and his former playmates have learned to read and write. Although they did not pass the imperial examinations, they all have good jobs now.

He got married two years ago, and the other two girls are also married. I heard that it was Liu the matchmaker who helped to bring them together, and they all married happily.

She looked at the letter in her hand for a long time without opening it. For some reason, she was reluctant to open it.

Xiao Chiye saw that she was just holding the letter: "Wanwan, what's wrong?"

"I don't know why, but I don't really want to open this letter." Xia Wanniang handed the letter to Xiao Chiye: "Husband, please help me take a look first."

Xiao Chiye took the letter from her hand and slowly opened the envelope.

In fact, even if he didn't open it, he had already received the message and knew the contents, but he just hadn't told her.

He opened the letter, which still had Jiao's familiar handwriting on it. Liu Changqing had died of illness, and Xia Shanhe was also gone.

Yin Yuanxun and his men buried Xia Shanhe, but they did not bury him next to Xia Wanniang's mother.

Before he died, he was still muttering Xia Wanniang's name, saying that he was sorry for her.

A few days after Liu Changqing passed away, his wife also hanged herself under the eaves and was buried with him.

Xia Wanniang saw that he didn't say anything: "I guess it's not good news, right?"

Xiao Chiye nodded: "It's indeed not good news."

Xia Wanniang took the letter from his hand and began to read it.

Xiao Chiye was a little worried that she would be sad, so he kept looking at her without blinking.

Xia Wanniang read the entire letter with a calm expression. She was not sad or upset. She was so calm as if all this had nothing to do with her.

The person that Xia Shanhe felt sorry for was no longer around when she came through, so she could no longer hear the apology.

"Husband, do you want to hear a story?"

Xiao Chiye retracted his gaze: "Wanwan, what story do you want to tell me today?"

"A very magical story." Xia Wanniang turned and looked at him with a smile.

Xiao Chiye reached out and held her hand: "Okay. I have nothing to do today, so I can listen to your story. You can tell it as long as you want."

Xia Wanniang held his hand tightly and said, "Once upon a time, there was a little girl who didn't know who her parents were. As far as she could remember, she lived on a planet full of garbage, with rags and rotten smells everywhere."

"An old rag-picking man took her in until she was three years old. Later, the old man fell ill and died, and there was no one left on this garbage planet. She lived there alone, and the happiest thing every day was to find treasures among these piles of garbage."

"When she's lucky, she can find a piece of moldy bread, but when she's unlucky, she'll go hungry. In addition to food, there are also some very interesting things inside, such as some torn books."

Xiao Chiye's heart tightened when he heard this: "Aren't you afraid of being alone?"

Xia Wanniang recalled seriously: "She was afraid, so she curled herself up in a dark corner so that she wouldn't be afraid. She talked to herself every day, fearing that she would forget how to speak in the future."

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