"They were all taken away by father,"
"Taken away?"
Li Hao's heart tightened slightly.
Li Hongzhuang, holding a wooden horse toy in her hand, pushed it along the ground while recalling,
"When father was eating, he told mother to have Uncle Zhao pack them all up, to be displayed in your courtyard when you separate from the family in the future, so that your wife can see the talent you had when you were young."
Although she was only two years old, she spoke clearly, recounting the conversation she had overheard without missing a single word.
After finishing, she looked up at Li Hao with confusion, "Brother Ten, what does it mean to separate from the family? And what is a wife? Is it something delicious?"
The little girl's face was full of wonder, but she saw that "Brother Ten" seated in front of the drawing board, was silent and unresponsive, like a statue.
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