Since I can reunite with my sister, it’s okay if I die...

Looking at her sister getting closer and closer, Fu Rong's body softened and fell down.

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"Father, you will go to the yamen tomorrow. Mother, my brother can't live without you at night. There is also Xuanxuan. You are young, so you can go back first. It's enough for my brother and I to stay here. If there is anything, I will send someone to call you." Fu Wan advised again in the neat and solemn buzzing of scriptures.

"I won't leave." The nine-year-old Fu Xuan sat by the bed, his little face tense and his two brows were furrowed, making a serious case.

Fu Pinyan looked at his little daughter, then looked at his wife who was staring at the last time on the bed with a sad face, and sighed: "Sister Wan is right, Su Niang, take Sister Xuan back first. You are weak, don't heal yet. You two are sick again. There is nothing wrong with the yamen recently, so I will stay here to accompany Dandan, so you don't have to worry."

Although Qiao was worried about her daughter, she still had a child under the age of one year in the main house who needed to be taken care of, so she nodded and reached out to take over Fu Xuan: "Xuanxuan is obedient and come to see your third sister tomorrow morning."

"I won't leave." Fu Xuan, who had never cried, lowered his head and cried, lay on the bed and refused to leave. She wanted to guard the third sister.

"Zhengtang, go and see your mother and sister off." Fu Pinyan frowned.

When his father spoke, Fu Chen stepped forward and picked up his little sister, walked out and comforted her softly: "Xuanxuan is obedient, your third sister is fine, you cry again, be careful that she will laugh at you tomorrow morning. Don't you hate her bullying you the most?"

The young man's clear and gentle voice gradually disappeared into the monk's chanting.

Fu Rong, who was lying on the side of the inside, quietly wiped his tears with the corner of the quilt.

Is she dreaming? How could the dream be so real?

Isn't it a dream? I pinched myself intermittently for several times, and it hurts so much.

But if it weren't for a dream, why did she return to the age of thirteen?

Rebirth after death?
Chapter completed!