Fu Xiao gently caressed the grave before her, memories flashing vividly in her mind—her grandmother's care, her grandfather's meticulous teachings.
The memories of the original owner, which had been fading in her mind, suddenly became sharp again.
Along with these memories came a deep and inexplicable emotion, as though these people were her own relatives and these events were her own experiences.
Fu Xiao spoke to the grave in her heart: "Grandpa Fu, Grandma Fu, and... Mom, I'm sorry. I don't know if I'm considered your child now."
She slowly placed her hand on her chest.
At that moment, her heart ached intensely.
The pain was indescribable, and she didn't know how to express it.
Tears blurred her vision again as she lowered her head, letting the tears fall freely.
She felt her hands trembling uncontrollably...
At this moment, she was very clear that this wasn't the original owner's pain—it was hers.
As the tears fell, the pain in her heart began to ease.
Gradually, she couldn't help but sob softly.
A gentle breeze caused the leaves to flutter...
The sadness continued to grow with the drifting leaves...
Footsteps approached, and she felt a hand gently patting her head.
She looked up at Fu Yu, who didn't speak. She slowly stood up, took a step back, knelt before the grave, and kowtowed three times. Then she wiped away her tears, stood up, and said to him, "Brother, let's go home."
Fu Yu looked at her with a pained expression.
"Alright..."
They walked out of the back mountain.
It was mealtime, and on their way home, they could see the smoke curling up from the chimneys...
In the distance, people were waiting for her return.
Fu Xiao smiled.
Her heart suddenly felt at peace, as if her wandering soul had finally found a place to belong.
"Little sister is back..." Fu Hong, seeing her silhouette, ran over like a gust of wind, chattering incessantly around her.
"Little sister, are you tired...? Are you hungry? Second brother made chicken soup for you, and it smells so good..."
Li Xiufen came over, pushing him away and pulling Fu Xiao's hand towards the house. "Don't mind your second brother. He just talks too much and is a bit annoying... Let's go home and eat."
As they entered the courtyard, they saw Fu Weilun standing in the front yard, smoking a cigarette. Noticing Fu Xiao's reddened eyes, he paused, pretending not to see and threw away the half-smoked cigarette. He then called out to Fu Hong, "Go and help Grandpa out..."
"Alright..."
Fu Hong hurried towards Grandpa's room.
The family of eight sat around the dining table. Grandpa Fu cheerfully said, "Let's eat," and everyone began to serve themselves.
"Little sister, come... Try the chicken soup Second Brother made." Fu Hong handed Fu Xiao a bowl of chicken soup.
Fu Xiao received it with a smile. "Thank you, Second Brother..."
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The Space-Time Boss: 1970s Revolution
Fantasy[Time Travel + Ability + Transmigration + Space + Mall + Double Clean + Male Strong Female Strong】 Summery!!! The girl inexplicably transmigrated to the 1970s, Possessing both spiritual and healing abilities. She holds a magical space with a mall, S...
