He Ximao, very open-minded, let He Yuzhu carry him as they left his small room. Although small, this room had held his entire past. Deaf Old Lady felt that leaving this house to He Yuzhu and his wife would be a fitting choice. In truth, she hadn't seen He Yuzhu’s son, He Ximao, very often, but she knew he was a sharp child—even brighter than He Yuzhu and Ran Qiuye appeared to be, despite the boy never saying a word.
"Haven't you brought your girl back yet? You didn't go to fetch her?" Deaf Old Lady asked, leaning on He Yuzhu’s back and gazing out at the scenery of the Siheyuan. She hadn't walked this far in a long time. Looking at the courtyard before her, though she had seen it for many years, she could never grow tired of it.
"He is staying at his grandmother’s place. His grandmother can take care of him, and it’s time for him to start school, so we haven't brought him back just yet!" He Yuzhu replied, carrying Deaf Old Lady as they exchanged words.
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