"Does Qing'er like it?" Mr. Xiao saw Wan Qing looking at the golden lock so seriously, thinking that Wan Qing liked it, so he squatted down and asked in a low and flattering voice.
Wan Qing looked up at him, neither nodding nor shaking her head, just looking at her mother.
Seeing that his mother couldn't help but nod her head, she nodded as well and whispered: "I like it."
"If Qing'er likes it, then dad will give it to Qing'er, okay?"
Wan Qing originally had no special feelings about this. If she had to say anything, it was just curiosity. However, when she saw that her mother seemed to have received some great benefits because of these words, she was so excited that she couldn't hide it.
Can't hide it.
She nodded gently, "Okay." It was rare and she gave Mr. Xiao a light, sweet smile. "Thank you, dad."
At that moment, Xiao Hongyun found a red rope, almost tremblingly, and tied the golden lock around Wan Qing's neck, and repeatedly told her not to lose it. Wan Qing wanted to ask, what did this golden lock have?
What's so valuable?
In her opinion, the most reason is that the thing is made of gold and can probably be exchanged for a little money, but the gold is not too big, so it is by no means so important.
However, there are some things that she cannot ask because she is a child. Children should not think so much. Children should do whatever adults say.
There are some things that adults will not tell children even if they decide them.
For example, that night, their family, accompanied by their new father, went to visit their neighbors in the village one by one to say goodbye... Xiao Jing probably knew what his parents decided, after all, he was already old and still a man.
Therefore, Xiao Jing got permission to say goodbye to his classmates, mentors and playmates one by one. His face was full of reluctance.
Wan Qing was the only one who was ignorant. But she was not really ignorant. Facing her neighbors who had been together for six years and reluctantly saying goodbye, she could only pretend to be happy and accept their parting gifts as usual.
At dawn the next day, Wan Qing was dug out of bed, put on smooth clothes that she had never worn before, and carried into a carriage that had been famous for a long time but had never been seen before.
Some of the neighbors who got along very well came to see her off. Wan Qing finally asked her about where she was going, and finally let her shed tears of farewell as she wished.