How smart Lu Xiaoxi is, as soon as she said this, she understood, and could only comfort Lu Yaosheng:

"Dad, didn't I tell you, both of you are my father, and I will be filial to both of you at the same time. You can come to me for anything, and you can call me at any time.

You have been good to me, I have remembered it in my heart for so many years, and I will not be able to finish it in my life.

This news will not be released until May Day, and when the time comes, I will take you to visit department stores, small commodity markets, and night markets.

By the way, we can also go to the photo studio and ask the master to take pictures of us. ”

"Okay, let's go to the photo studio and take pictures." Lu Yaosheng couldn't help but open the old photo album again.

Speaking of which, no matter how difficult it was at home in the past, Lu Yaosheng would take Lu Xiaoxi to the photo studio every year to take a group photo. I moved to Yanjing last year, which is not very convenient.

When the father and daughter talk about old things, they can naturally get closer.

As she spoke, Lu Xiaoxi suddenly asked:

"Dad, have you heard my mother tell me how she got hurt?"

"Nope." Lu Yaosheng shook his head: "She left you a letter, you brought the old mahogany box under my bed, and I will give it to you, see if she tells you." ”

Lu Xiaoxi always knew that Lu Yaosheng had a precious mahogany box, although it was old, he never left Lu Yaosheng's bed.

Out of respect for her father, she never had the idea of hitting the mahogany box, and of course, she didn't have the key.

Lu Xiaoxi took the box out, and Lu Yaosheng opened it in front of her.

There are really a lot of things in the box, and there are actually a few yellow gold ingots. What age is this?

Of course, it's more of a letter and a document stuff.

Lu Yaosheng took a pale green king-size envelope and handed it to Lu Xiaoxi:

"The lacquer is fine, no one has touched the letter. It's something that belongs to you, and I've never touched it. ”

"Thank you." Lu Xiaoxi stretched out her hand to take it, feeling that the envelope was a little heavy, and I was afraid that there were more than letters in it.

When she opened the envelope, Lu Xiaoxi shook it, and a silver bracelet, a delicate diary, and a letter were shaken out of it.

The letter was written to her by Lu Lingyue, and the silver bracelet was the magic weapon she left for Lu Xiaoxi to defend herself.

Of course, it was also written in the letter that the bracelet was named Yuehua, which was a token of love given to her by Li Tianhong back then, and now she plans to leave it to her children.

The letter wrote that as long as Lu Xiaoxi dripped blood on the bracelet, he could sense the function of the bracelet, the function that should not be said to others, and prevent others from coveting it.

And that letter, apart from these little things, really has no other content. Obviously, Lu Lingyue didn't plan to let her death affect Lu Xiaoxi.

Lu Xiaoxi obediently dripped a drop of blood on the bracelet, and the silver bracelet seemed to flash for a moment, and seemed to become brighter, and there was no other feeling.

In the eyes of Lu Yaosheng and Zhu Guoqing, Lu Xiaoxi suddenly disappeared, the kind without a trace and without a trace.

And Lu Xiaoxi is also full of surprises at this moment.

She really didn't expect that her mother would leave her a powerful storage bracelet, and now in front of Lu Xiaoxi was a large and boundless spiritual field, on which all kinds of different medicinal herbs were planted, many of which Lu Xiaoxi knew, but their years were too long, and they had changed.

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