บท 88: Chapter 89: Hiding Good Things

He opened something wrapped in oilcloth, and as he peeled back the outer layer, a shudder ran through his fingers.

"Bro, isn't this our winter clothes?"

Tang Zhijun hurriedly pulled out one piece. It was newly bought during the New Year, too precious to wear on ordinary days. He had planned to leave it for next year. But then this sudden flood came, he thought the clothes had been washed away. Surprisingly, they had all ended up in a tree.

He pulled out several more pieces from the bundle, indeed, they were all winter clothes, some belong to him, and some to Tang Zhinian.

A small hand reached forward and grabbed a red cotton jacket.

"It's Xinxin's."

Tang Yuxin hugged her cotton jacket tightly, "Xinxin's, Daddy's, Uncle's, we hid them all."

Tang Zhinian didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He scooped his daughter into his arms. This clever child had the foresight to hide their belongings.

"Let me see what else is inside?"