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Chapter 98(2/2)

That being said, even a family with a machine shop like the master can't afford to support a college student, let alone other families? Even the junior high school that was forced to attend by the Beiyang government still costs several silver dollars -

—For families who already have no money, it really makes things worse.

Sister He's sister didn't know how she should respond to the Master's words. She just stood aside silently, listening to the Master talking to himself.

"I always say these useless words, come on, pay more attention here..."

The autumn wind in Hangzhou is really not harsh. Compared with the period in the Southern Song Dynasty, it can be said to be very warm. However, during the Mid-Autumn Festival, no one reunited, and the autumn wind brought rain, adding to the loneliness.

There was no family reunion like An Ji's, but there was a bit more conflict and confusion in her eyes. Things in the family were small, but matters in the country were big. Sister He's family lived in an era when the country was about to fail, and the odds and ends at home were taken seriously.

Nothing.

"Sister, do you think mother will come back to see us?"

"And father...are they reunited there?"

The concept of life and death in the little sister's mind at this time was more like parting thousands of miles away. She had no idea about her father in her memory. Her mother passed away suddenly. It felt normal to mention sad things during this festive season.

"Will do."

In fact, Sister He doesn’t know if it will happen... At that time, her father would still lift himself high, tie a swing for himself in the summer, and use his savings to buy a paper kite in the spring.

Later, for the sake of family, for the country, and also for the word called "peace", I left and never returned, leaving myself and my mother behind.

It stands to reason that my father can be regarded as a "good person" in the eyes of the old people. But why don't "good people" live longer? "Good people" never even fell into a dream, and only took away their mother and all the good things.

"Sister?"

"Um?"

"I called my sister several times, but she didn't answer. What was my sister thinking?"
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