"Seeing her crying, I realized that maybe we occupy a more important position in each other's hearts and in the hearts of our families than we imagined." Xiang Ang took a deep breath, "I still have to go back to Kyoto to pick her up, I just promised her." ”

"Xiang Gong is right, we must pay attention to safety." The people in the escort team agreed with Xiang Ang's words.

As a group of people with special professions, the people of the escort team can be said to be accustomed to seeing life and death parting.

But every time I experience life and death, I can never look at it with a normal heart.

Xiang Ang took off his shoes and lay on the bed where Xiao Yezi's breath still remained, and when he turned to one side, he suddenly noticed something revealing in a corner under the pillow.

He reached under his pillow.

Take it out and take a look.

Suddenly speechless.

It was a stack of neatly stacked ten-dollar bills, and when I counted them, there were five of them.

Xiang Ang subconsciously sat up and asked Qiao Jingping and others, "After I went out with your sister-in-law, did any of you put something under my pillow?" ”

Qiao Jingping shook his head, "No, we just came back less than three minutes, and I was the first to come in, Xiang Gong, what's wrong?" ”

Qiao Jingping walked over, looked at the money in Xiang Ang's hand, and guessed, "This money must have been left to you by your sister-in-law, and in this world, only your sister-in-law will stuff you with money." ”

"Sister-in-law is so good to Xiang Gong, seeing that you are out of the house, I am probably afraid that you will not eat well and dress badly." The people of the escort team looked at Xiang Ang with envy, "Xiang Gong has married a good daughter-in-law." ”

And at this moment, Xiao Yezi, the good daughter-in-law married to Xiang Gong, in the mouth of the guards, was on the train to Kyoto, and she was in a daze at the stack of money that was not unfamiliar with it from her pocket.

She and Xiang Ang did the same thing without saying a word, but they tacitly agreed.

They are all silently concerned about each other's food in their hearts.

Xiang Ang didn't know when to put the money in her coat pocket, it was the money he gave her, and she didn't ask for it.

Xiao Yezi looked at the money, and his heart was slightly warm.

As soon as Xiang Ang gave her this money, there should be little left on him.

In the early days when Xiao Yezi recognized Xiang Ang, Xiang Ang was a particularly thrifty person.

He is not willing to eat and wear at all on weekdays, and his clothes are torn to patches and beaten.

In his wardrobe, there will only be a set of clothes without patches, and this set of clothes must be the clothes he is willing to take out when he attends important occasions.

Xiang Ang himself has been sewing and mending since he was a child, and he can't make any patches on this dress, he will keep this dress and accumulate it all the time, and if there is too much cloth, he will dismantle it, and then use those rags to make himself a vest or something else.

However, since Xiao Yezi met Xiang Ang, Xiang Ang has always been very generous to her, even if she has not caught up with him and is not his object.

No matter how hot the weather is, he is reluctant to eat a popsicle for one or two cents, and he will be willing to spend five cents to buy her an ice cream.

Later, the relationship was confirmed, and the two talked about each other, and Xiang Ang seemed to spend money on her more naturally.

He himself was reluctant to eat or wear, but he never asked her to live a thrifty life like him.

On the contrary, he would even take his own salary to feed and dress her well.

Xiao Yezi recalled this and couldn't help but ask himself.

In his previous life, why, in the face of such Xiang Ang, would he always feel that he might not love her so much?

How could a man who doesn't love her spoil her so silently?