My mother still beats me, isn't this a good thing?"

Aunt Xue felt relieved when she saw that he had admitted his mistake. She hurriedly took the opportunity to grab it with her hands, and explained calmly: "This is your father's relic, and I just found it in the old house today.

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"I said so."

Xue Panhuan smiled nonchalantly and said, "Thankfully my father stopped me at that time, otherwise wouldn't I have received a beating in vain?"

As he spoke, he felt something was wrong. He looked at the wooden sculpture and said, "But why do I feel that this is a little different from the original one?"

"This this……"

Aunt Xue put her heart in her throat again and said in a hasty voice: "You have forgotten that after you lost it, your father said he would give me a replacement, so I didn't teach you a lesson - this, this is what I made up later."

Forced to use her late husband as a cover, Aunt Xue felt so ashamed and ashamed that she almost bit her tongue when she spoke.

Fortunately, Xue Pan was always too big-hearted and never paid attention to these details. He suddenly said: "I said, it turned out to be my father's successor, so be sure to keep it. It's no wonder if it's lost again this time."

I."

Aunt Xue breathed a sigh of relief again, but at the same time she felt ashamed and secretly prayed to her late husband for forgiveness.

At this time, Xue Pan stood up again and said impatiently: "Since everything is alright, I will go to Brother Wei to have a drink. We made an appointment when we were hunting. I guess everyone is already waiting impatiently by now."

After saying that, he walked out in a hurry.

Aunt Xue grabbed the wooden sculpture and chased it for a few steps. She kept reminding her: "Remember to eat more vegetables and drink less. Don't get drunk again like last time..."

"I can spare it!"

Xue Pan waved his hand without looking back. Before he finished speaking, he had already strode out of the courtyard.

Aunt Xue sighed and returned to the living room. Only then did she have time to look at the wood carving.

Jiao Shun's craftsmanship is obviously not good, not to mention the details, even the general shape is full of flaws, so that after carefully identifying it for a long time, he vaguely recognized that this sculpture is the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl meeting on the Magpie Bridge.

She couldn't help but be surprised for a moment.

How could it be such a coincidence?

The scene my husband carved at the time was also a scene of meeting on a magpie bridge. The craftsmanship was also so rough that it could only be barely recognized. It is no wonder that my son just now admitted his mistake.

Looking at the wood carving in her hand, Aunt Xue vaguely seemed to have returned to twenty years ago, when she was still a seventeen-year-old girl who had just married into her husband's family less than a year ago, but she was already pregnant with Xue Pan.

On Chinese Valentine's Day that year, my husband held up an ugly wooden sculpture of the Magpie Bridge, saying that it would ensure that he could be like the Weaver Girl and safely give birth to a son and a daughter for the Xue family.

Now the words have become a prophecy, but things are different and people are different...

Aunt Xue was immersed in the memories of the past and couldn't extricate herself. Sometimes she was sweet and sometimes sentimental. It was not until the maid asked if she wanted some dishes outside that she suddenly woke up and soon found that she had unknowingly held the wooden carving in her hands.

Heartbroken.

When she thought that this was actually Jiao Shun's carving, she felt as if it was burned. She raised her hand and was about to throw it away, but the wood carving seemed to be stuck to her palm, and she never really threw it away despite several attempts.

"Alas~"

Finally, Aunt Xue sighed, put the wood carving into her sleeve pocket, and thought to herself: After all, this is not her own thing, and it is not easy to dispose of it casually. I will put it away first, and wait until I see Brother Shun again when he is a child.
Chapter completed!