"Old Liu Tou!" Many people stretched out their hands towards Old Liu Tou.

Old Liu fell down, and the wooden box he was holding in his hand knocked hard on the ground. The wooden box was so old that the lid fell off immediately after hitting the ground, and bits and pieces were scattered from inside.

something.

Lao Liu was lying on the ground, still shouting "Hehe", and stretched out his arms tremblingly, pulling the things scattered on the ground into his arms.

"Dad!" Lao Liutou's daughter suddenly shouted.

"Mom, what is this?" the little boy asked.

Lao Liutou's daughter was holding a very small and ugly rag doll in her hand. This rag doll was really ugly. You could tell at first glance that it was sewn by herself, but obviously the person who made the rag doll was very poor at needlework.

Well, this rag doll is very rough and the stitches are all crooked. One eye of the rag doll is drooped, and one side of its body has exploded, revealing some black cotton inside.

"This is... this is..." Old Liu Tou's daughter suddenly cried: "Dad..."

Lao Liutou's daughter was crying while picking up things on the ground, including a small red mirror, an old bow hairpin, and a very old exercise book. The exercise book was open, with a line of pencils on it.

Write in childish handwriting: I love daddy.

"Dad!" Lao Liutou's daughter finally burst into tears, squatting and sitting on the ground.

"Brother, I don't want the house anymore. I'll give it all to you. Take it all!" Old Liu Tou's daughter picked up a small wooden pistol on the ground and threw it at her brother. She also picked up a small slingshot and threw it at her brother.

In the past, there was also a small water gun made of bamboo tubes...
Chapter completed!