In the end, the four of them put on their new shoes, which all fit perfectly. The happiest person was Xia Xinghe, because his shoes were the most damaged and two of his toes were already exposed.
"Sister, these shoes fit so well."
Xia Xinghe, who is already ten years old, is already half an adult in this world. His angry words are no longer childish, but more mature.
"As long as they fit your feet! I don't want any of your old shoes. Take them out and throw them away later!"
Xia Qiyue really couldn't stand it, it was already so bad that it couldn't get any worse.
But Xia Jiuyue was still a little reluctant, "Sister, my mother made these shoes for us..."
When she mentioned her mother, her eyes turned red again. Although her mother was weak in character and could not protect them and was always bullied, she was still very kind to them.
Xia Qiyue shook her head, "Don't always think about the people who have passed away. This will not be good for their lives in heaven. And don't shed tears for them anymore, because the tears you shed for them will become a vast ocean and block their way."
There is no way to reincarnate!"
This was what the dean's mother told her. She knew it was a lie, but she never shed tears for her parents she had never met.
As expected, Xia Jiuyue did not hesitate or cry anymore. She nodded solemnly, picked up the old shoes, and took the belongings of the other four people downstairs to throw them away.
Then they started cooking porridge, and Xia Xinghe helped light the fire. Although Xia Qiyue knew that the current conditions were limited, she still couldn't help telling Xia Qiyue to wash the pot first.
Xia Jiuyue listened to her sister and washed the pot with a small amount of water. When she was about to cook porridge, she asked her sister if she wanted to leave some water.
Xia Qiyue had a headache. There was a hole in her space and she couldn't pump water at all. Not to mention a spring, she couldn't even pump ten pounds of mineral water, but she still asked her sister to put all the water in.
If it doesn't work, she will buy some water from the waiter when she leaves tomorrow.
The siblings were cooking porridge downstairs. Since there were not many people in the inn, Xia Qiyue felt more at ease and stayed in the room to tidy up the two children.
Looking at the two little guys who looked like little tabby cats, she really wanted to give them a good bath, but due to the lack of water, it was already difficult to drink water now.
"Mom, please lie down and sleep for a while. My brother and I will fan you, okay?"
Little Ke'er hugged her mother's arm, and her soft voice sounded, which was particularly pleasant.
Xia Qiyue was really sleepy and wanted to sleep. It was getting dark now, but she couldn't sleep. She was worried if something happened to her younger siblings who were cooking porridge downstairs.
So she talked to her children all the time.
"Did you two sleep?"
Xuan'er nodded, and Ke'er rushed to answer, "I went to bed, mother. When we woke up, we didn't see you, and my aunt coaxed us to sleep again."
Xia Qiyue patted her head. Yes, she is really forgetful. She put her two children to sleep when she left.
Maybe she had too many things on her mind and was a bit overwhelmed.
"Okay, are you tired?" Xia Qiyue kept listening downstairs, talking to the two children.
When Ke'er heard this, her face wrinkled up a little and she looked like she was about to cry.
Xia Qiyue quickly picked up the child and said, "What's wrong, Ke'er? Is it because you're too tired?"
But Ke'er shook his head and started crying loudly. The sound of crying made Xia Qiyue's eardrums hurt.
"Mom is the one who is tired. She carried me and my brother all the way, so we are not tired... But mother is tired... Wuwuwuwu... My father is so bad, I don't want Ke'er, my brother, or my mother, Wuwuwu..."
Xia Qiyue was undoubtedly shocked. She thought that the two children could not have any feelings for their biological father, An Zichen. After all, they had never met each other since they were born, and the An family always spoke highly of their son.
, how could two children be so hostile?
But I didn't expect that Xiao Ke'er would hate her biological father so much.
"Ke'er, Xuan'er, your father doesn't want us, but he wants to protect more people who need protection. He is great, you can't hate him!" Although Xia Qiyue has no love for An Zichen, he said this
, but she liked him more just because he joined the army. She didn't want his children to hate him and misunderstand him.
"Moreover, as long as my mother is here, she will protect you. Although we are suffering a little bit now, she believes that my babies are strong and she will work hard to let you live a happy life in the future."
In order to live a good life, you should also go to school to learn how to read and become a man who is upright and as great as your father!"
The little Xuan'er listened to her mother's words and planted a seed of struggle in her heart, with firm eyes and solemn expression.
On the other hand, Ke'er shook her head disapprovingly, "Mom, Ke'er doesn't want to study. Ke'er wants to become a great chef and cook a lot of delicious food for her every day. She doesn't want her to go hungry."
Xia Qiyue's forehead support is really a lofty ideal. This little person is really scared of hunger.
"Okay, my mother will support whatever you do!" Xia Qiyue didn't want to dampen the children's enthusiasm and optimism, so she nodded.
The three mothers were chatting, and the two little ones wanted to give their mother a massage, saying that it was very hard for her mother to carry them all the way.
This gave Xia Qiyue the urge to buy an oxcart or horse-drawn carriage.
Her walking legs are also broken.
But no, the reality slapped her hard in the face. She couldn't protect the carriage and ox cart. Even if the people in Shanbei Zhuangzi didn't rob it, what about the others?
There are so many refugees at the gate of the city, it's hard to guarantee that some people will covet them.
You will know this when your parents were beaten to death for a cart.
While my thoughts were running wild, there were several quarrels coming from downstairs.
Xia Qiyue knew that something must have happened to her younger brother and sister. Without any time to think about it, she led the two children downstairs in a hurry.
Fortunately, their luggage was only some worn-out bedding and the like, as well as bowls, chopsticks, food, and water. They couldn't leave it outside at all, so it didn't matter if they didn't close the door.
She ran downstairs and found that her sister, Xia Jiuyue, was protecting the bubbling rice porridge, while her younger brother had scary eyes, staring at the man in front of her, with his hands spread out, as if he were a protector.
The person standing opposite them was obviously also dressed as Xiao Si, but it was not the sickly beauty Xiao Si that Xia Qiyue saw in the afternoon.
Xia Qiyue led the child closer, and then asked coldly, "What's going on?"
Xia Jiuyue was about to cry. When she saw her sister coming back, she immediately felt a sense of security. She tremblingly pointed at Xiao Si and complained.
It turned out that Xiao Si wanted to buy a bowl of rice porridge from them.
Xiao Si also immediately realized that the parents of the two children had arrived. He turned around to see Xia Qiyue leading the two children. He was a little disbelieving that the cold voice just now came from this delicate little woman.
Yes, but I still spoke in a good voice and angrily.
"Madam, our young master is weak and can't eat whole grains. Can you sell a small bowl of rice porridge? The price is easy to negotiate!"
Xia Xinghe's hand was still open. Xia Qiyue couldn't see the porridge in the pot even if he wanted to, so he could only press his hand down and look over.