Chapter 883: Burn Her Things

At the gate of the Ye family castle, a ball of fire lit up the front of the gate. Han Xue stood at the gate, the firelight shining on her red face. Next to her was a big box with a lot of clothes in it.

She threw the clothes into the fire one by one.

Soon, the fire burned more fiercely.

In addition to clothes, she also threw some easels, photo albums, books and so on into the fire.

The servants of the castle were watching in the hall. They did not step forward to stop it, and there was no need to stop it, because what was burned were the things of the former mistress of the castle, He Xiyan. He Xiyan had been dead for three years. It was very unlucky to keep these things in the castle. They should have been burned long ago.

Han Xue looked at the things in the box with disgust. They were all clothes, even underwear, panties... She threw them into the fire irritably.

She wanted to throw them away directly, but her mother-in-law Xia Jingshu insisted that the dead's things could only be burned to avoid disaster, and asked her to burn all these things for He Xiyan who had already gone to heaven.

Going to heaven, bullshit, she is still alive and well.

Han Xue was irritated when she thought of He Xiyan being alive.

Suddenly, she felt an inexplicable pain in her left hand... as if something had bitten her.

"Ah..." Han Xue screamed.

She looked down and saw the little girl biting her.

"Ye Zixi..." Han Xue was furious, and she shook her left hand hard, almost shaking Xixi to the ground.

Xixi was shaken back several steps, she gritted her teeth, her little face was red, because she was angry, very angry.

"I'm going to tell my dad that you burned my mom's things." Xixi put her hands on her waist and roared angrily.

Han Xue glanced at the little thing irritably. She stroked the bitten part of her left hand, where there were deep teeth marks and even bleeding.

This damn little kid, she really couldn't stand it.

"Go tell your dad, it's not me who burned it." Han Xue said badly. No matter how good her temper was, she couldn't stand this spoiled thing.

As for burning these clothes, it was her mother-in-law Xia Jingshu who asked her to burn them. She originally wanted to ask the servants at home to burn them, but unexpectedly, these servants said that they dared not touch the dead people's things, fearing that touching them would bring bad luck, and they dared not burn them, which made her angry.

"Woo..." Xixi suddenly sat on the ground, wiping her eyes with both hands, crying loudly.

Han Xue was too lazy to pay attention to her and continued to burn them.

There were really a lot of these things, and they had not been burned for more than ten minutes.

Xia Jingshu was pushed out by the servants at home. As soon as she came out, she saw the raging fire burning at the door, and her little granddaughter Xixi not far from the fire.

"What's wrong, Xixi..." Xia Jingshu didn't understand why the child was crying so sadly.

Xixi was still sitting on the ground. She knew that her grandmother was calling her, but she didn't want to go to her grandmother. Because it was her grandmother who wanted to burn her mother's things.

"Xixi, come here quickly." Xia Jingshu shouted again, and at the same time signaled the servants beside her to pick up Xixi.

Xixi was forcibly picked up by Wang Lan.

She was unwilling to get up, crying and punching, leaving several footprints on Wang Lan's pants.

"Let me go!" Xixi screamed at Wang Lan, and the whole castle was filled with her screams and cries.

Wang Lan didn't care about that, and directly carried Xixi to Xia Jingshu's side.

Xia Jingshu stretched out her hand, wanting to touch the child's head and comfort the child.