Chapter 120 If There's a Next Life

"These worthless trinkets, why are you still keeping them?"

Ma Hongxia saw Sun Sanlu being picky, reluctant to throw this away and resistant to sell that, which irked her a bit.

"This kettle may not look nice, but it still works; it would be a pity to throw it away." Sun Sanlu, holding a kettle dented on one side, was full of reluctance.

"Just sell it, and bring a few pieces of clothing."

"This kettle, remember? You bought it from the market back then, it's been used for many years." Sun Sanlu murmured.

It turns out the kettle was brought from their home.

"Alas, just keep it for now then," Ma Hongxia sighed without persuading any further.

But quickly, she couldn't help saying, "These clothes of mine, why are you keeping them still? I can't wear them anymore."

Sun Sanlu kept quiet, simply packing up Ma Hongxia's clothes, preparing to bring them.

He had already washed these clothes and neatly folded them in a bag.