Chapter 13 Mid-Autumn Festival 2
The night came as expected, and Xia Ziran's family was sitting around a stone table in the yard at the moment. On the table were several dishes that were considered rich for them, and in the middle was a plate full of mooncakes.

Xia Zijin carefully counted the mooncakes on the plate, then smiled and said, "There are eight mooncakes, we can eat two each."

Yes, for Xia Zijin at this time, it is very happy that one person can eat two mooncakes.

Now she is only satisfied with two mooncakes, but she doesn't know that many years later, she will have countless precious mooncakes for her to eat, but at that time, she can no longer find the satisfaction she has now.

Then Xia Ziran picked up the mooncakes on the plate and gave Xia Zijin and Xia Changqing one each. Xia Zijin took the mooncakes but didn't eat them, but handed the mooncakes to Xia Ziran and Xishui respectively.

The unanimous actions of the two made Xia Ziran and Xishui full of relief. Although their lives were difficult, God still treated them kindly and gave them two such sensible children.

The two did not refuse, and took the mooncakes with smiles.

Only then did Xia Zijin and the two take the moon cakes from the plate again, and ate them contentedly.

After eating the moon cake, Xishui suddenly felt uncomfortable in his heart. He suppressed the swell in his throat and smiled, "Changqing, Zijin, let's sing a song."

After the two of them nodded, Xi Shui smiled sweetly, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that that smile is alluring.

"When will the bright moon come—" Her voice was just like her name, and it was as sweet as the flow of a stream, but there was a bit of weakness in it after all.

When the stream started, Xia Zijin and Xia Changqing also sang along with her, and they stood up and held hands while dancing and singing. The atmosphere was very harmonious.

The melodious voice like the flowing stream mixed with the crisp and immature children's voice constituted an extremely happy family at this time.

"I don't know the palace in the sky, what year is this eve,—"

The two of Xia Zijin, who were concentrating on singing, didn't realize at this time that the singing voice of the original three people was missing one person at this moment.

Xia Ziran was the first to discover something was wrong with the stream, because from the very beginning his gaze had been fixed on this woman who had been with him for more than ten years.

Seeing Xi Shui's pale face and pained look at this moment, his heart froze, and he quickly hugged Xi Shui's crumbling body, and said nervously, "Xi Shui, what's wrong with you?"

Xi Shui barely showed a faint smile, and said softly: "I'm fine, you—"

However, before she finished speaking, her face suddenly changed, and the fishy sweetness that had been suppressed for a long time rushed into her throat again, but this time she couldn't hold it back anymore, and the bright red blood flowed out from the corner of her mouth slowly.

Seeing this, Xia Ziran's whole body was stiff, his head went blank for a moment, and the hands holding Xishui's body trembled uncontrollably. When he realized that he was about to hug Xishui, he heard a very weak voice——

"Brother Xia, let me finish listening to this song."

Of course Xia Ziran would not agree to her request that would endanger her life at this moment, but just as she was about to refuse, Xi Shui continued: "Maybe, there will be no chance in the future."

This sentence made Xia Ziran stiff, his eyes were already red, he knew that Xi Shui was telling the truth.

Looking at Xishui's pleading eyes, he couldn't say the words of refusal in the end, but nodded heavily, but his hands hugged Xishui even tighter.

(End of this chapter)

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