Tripod wedding

Chapter 769 Old Letters ([-])

Xu Qingru thought about it, and decided to tell Aunt Qin in a gentle way: "Yes, he died of a sudden heart attack."

"Oh, yes, he has a bad heart all the time."

Aunt Qin sighed, and said, "You said just now that you want to see if the things your father left for you are still there, right?"

Xu Qingru nodded.

"He left something here and asked me to give it to his daughter. I thought it was for Ruofan, but he said no, and he didn't tell me who it was. I still laughed at him at that time, and the second child has not yet appeared I'm sure it's my daughter..."

When Aunt Qin said this, she looked at Xu Qingru thoughtfully, with puzzled eyes.

Xu Qingru knew what she was wondering about, so she took the initiative to confess: "I am his illegitimate daughter."

She used this word to introduce herself, and she didn't feel any embarrassment. This mistake was not her fault.

Aunt Qin understood it, and couldn't help but sigh: "This flattery is really muddled."

After thinking about it, he said: "Qingru, he still loves you. He left something for you with me. After so much effort, it must be very important. He also specifically confessed that I didn't give it to Ruofan."

Xu Qingru forced a smile and nodded, she knew exactly what her father was doing.

He just wanted her to help him realize his plan.

But Xu Qingru didn't show this emotion, she just asked: "Aunt Qin, what did my father leave for me? Didn't he leave it under the hawthorn tree?"

Aunt Qin shook her head: "Buried under the tree, it rotted long ago. It's all here with me, just wait."

After finishing speaking, Aunt Qin walked into the house, came out after a while, and gave the things to Xu Qingru.

It's an iron box, some years old.

Xu Qingru didn't open it, but clutched the iron box with complicated emotions.

For Xu Qingru, this box may contain all the truth about his father, it may be cruel, it may be unacceptable.

But she had to be brave enough to open it.

Xu Qingru took a deep breath and lifted the lid of the iron box. What caught her eyes was a letter and a Bank of China card.

The envelope is a cowhide envelope from many years ago, and it is a bit old. The words "Xu Qingru's relatives" on the cover are undoubtedly her father's handwriting.

The envelope was already sealed, and Xu Qingru tore it for a while before carefully tearing open the envelope and taking out the letter paper inside.

The most common red horizontal letter paper is also applicable many years ago and now.

On the letter paper, Xu Hueping's handwriting was strong and clear.

Xu Qingru read a letter of more than 1000 characters for half an hour.

Read it three times.

Her gaze, from initial hesitation and fear, to loneliness and sadness, finally seemed to be a clear spring that had dried up, lifeless.

Finally, she calmly folded the letter, put it back in the envelope, and handed it to Aunt Qin: "Aunt Qin, please burn this letter, is that okay?"

"Qingru?!" Fu Tianze, who had been quietly accompanying her all this time, couldn't help opening his mouth.

He could see all her actions and all the changes in her expression.

He has been suppressing the urge to comfort her and hug her, and wait for her to deal with this matter by herself, and when she is willing to communicate with others, he will share her joys and sorrows with her.

Unexpectedly, after half an hour of silence, she said this sentence.

Xu Qingru looked at Fu Tianze, then at Aunt Qin, and smiled lightly: "It was my father who told me to burn the letter."

(End of this chapter)