How many people don't have time to say goodbye, this is already good enough.

In the kitchen, Ryan took out a can of pickled peppers from somewhere and asked, "Mom, can we still eat this aged, pickled pepper? It's been pickled for a year or two, right?"

David was looking for a bamboo basket in the storage cabinet and asked, "Mom, where's the bamboo basket?"

Jonathan was crushing onion, ginger, and garlic as seasoning but couldn't find any garlic. He asked, "Mom, are we out of garlic?"

Michael spoke loudly and impatiently, "Mom, do we have to completely strip the chicken bone clean? It's too hard to peel, can I just bite it?"

Outside the door, Paul, Judah, and Huck had black lines on their foreheads.

However, they were rarely at home and didn't know where things were kept.

Mrs. Alana glared and said, "Go away, all of you. I've been calling out 'mom' all day long."

Clara couldn't help but burst into laughter. She took a bamboo basket from the leftmost storage cabinet and got some garlic from above the cabinet.

She said, "This pickled pepper has only been made two months ago, and the old one has already been thrown away."

Mrs. Alana's back stiffened, and her cutting motion suddenly stopped. Her eyes turned red as she held Susie, who was holding an onion, and asked in confusion, "Grandma Chloe, what's wrong with you?"

Mrs. Alana laughed and said, "Nothing, cutting onions is too spicy, it got into my eyes..."

Curious, Susie picked the onion with her fingers. Onions were spicy? Really? Onions could make people cry?

As a result, her nails scratched the onion, and a pungent odor rushed into her eyes, causing Susie to burst into tears.

"Boohoo... onions really bite the eyes," Susie said, tears and snot dripping.

Originally, everyone was feeling heavy because they saw how sad Mrs. Alana was.

Suddenly, they heard Susie cry and accuse the onion in her baby voice, and the atmosphere suddenly became lighter again.

Mrs. Alana quickly picked up the onion and said, "Don't touch the onion, children. Remember not to rub your eyes with your fingers."

Susie said, "I already rubbed my eyes!"

It was too spicy, so she rubbed her eyes.

Oh boy, now she was crying loudly.

Lucy quickly ran in with a tissue, "Here, let me wipe it for you!"

Wade grabbed a towel and frowned, "How can a dry tissue work? We have to use a wet towel!"

Clara was angry but amused. She took Susie's hand and said, "Come, let me take you to wash your eyes!"

Because of this episode, Clara's sudden appearance had turned from abrupt to warm.

After helping Susie wash her eyes, the children held hands and ran into the kitchen to help... no, to make a mess.

Clara stood outside the door and whispered, "Paul."

It was really nice... her daughter was like a little demon, but she still had a last reunion with her family...

Because she was worried about Mitch's responsibility, she went directly to the old folks at the underworld - generally, departed family members can't meet all of their living family members.

But she annoyed the old folks so much that they all turned a blind eye to it - because they couldn't see Lucy and Hamza anyway.

Paul pursed his lips for a moment, gently touched Clara's head, and smiled, "Long time no see, little sister."

Clara smiled with her eyes curved, "Long time no see, Paul!"

She looked to the side again, "Judah, have you made your lithography machine? This is top-secret! Huck, you need to pay more attention to security... Special agents in times of peace seem even more dangerous, right? There are hidden dangers."

Huck nodded, smiling like a harmless next-door brother, "Does Clara still remember what Huck does?"

"Of course!" Clara muttered.

Huck came forward and hugged Clara tightly, "Bro feels like you've gained a little weight."

Clara proudly lifted her arm, "Right, right? I worked hard on shaping after I died."

Judah couldn't help but chuckle.

The midnight snack before bed was spicy lion's head meatballs, spicy soup, cumin roasted lamb leg, and boneless spicy pickled chicken feet.

Susie ate until she was sweating all over, hissing and panting non-stop. She drank water fiercely while eating.

Kellen, who was almost like air and had a weak presence, was originally reluctant to disturb the Murray family's reunion. In this atmosphere, his existence seemed somewhat superfluous.

However, Susie dragged him out.

After drinking half a bottle of water, Susie looked strange, "Why does spicy food bite people but taste better the more you eat it?"

Everyone thought that she was becoming a spicy girl.

Kellen rinsed the pickled chicken feet with water a few times before handing them to her, saying, "Because spiciness is a sensation, not a taste, and it's more addictive. Children shouldn't eat too much."

Susie gnawed on the chicken feet and asked again, "But why can't children eat too much? Why do you say that?"

Mrs. Alana laughed, "You haven't eaten spicy food before, so eating so much at once might upset your stomach."

Michael gnawed on the chicken feet, saying, "Not only will your stomach hurt, but your butt will hurt from the smelly farts tomorrow!"

Susie was stunned.

"How scary!

Even biting the mouth with chili is tolerable, but biting the stomach and even the buttocks?

Not even sparing the stinky thing?

The little one quickly put down the chicken feet and said, "I'm not eating, Susie is not eating!"

After a pause, she added, "I'll eat tomorrow!"

She will help her mother eat what she loves in the future!

Everyone laughed heartily, and it was already one or two in the morning, and they were reluctant to disperse.

Clara had no regrets about the last stop.

Once it crossed midnight, it was Ghost Festival, and ghosts swarmed while she had to leave.

Clara stayed in Mrs. Alana's room and talked to her for a long time until Mrs. Alana couldn't resist sleeping, and then she quietly got up.

"Mom, take care!" Clara whispered, "Clara will always love Mom."

She looked at Mr. Craig, who had already fallen asleep, and said, "Dad...take care of yourself and make Mom happy. Clara will always love Dad."

"Clara is going to be reincarnated...goodbye, Mom and Dad."

Clara looked at the two elderly people for the last time, turned around resolutely, and left.

After she left, a tear slid quietly from the corner of Mrs. Alana's eye.

At this moment, Mr. Craig reached out and helped her wipe it away.

Mr. Craig whispered, "All good things must come to an end, and the moon waxes and wanes."

Originally there was no hope of seeing each other again, but they were able to say a proper goodbye.

It's all right now, it's really all right.

How many people don't have time to say goodbye and are forever regretful.

Children grow up and always have to leave...just think of Clara as going on a long trip to a very faraway place...

Clara went out and saw her eight brothers sitting silently downstairs.

Susie was already very sleepy, pinching her fingers and propping up her eyelids.

"Uncle Martin... Susie wants to get some adhesive tape."

Susie's sleepy little voice was cute, even though she couldn't keep her eyes open, she insisted on getting some tape to stick her eyelids together.

Just as she finished sticking her eyelids, she saw her mother floating down.

Susie suddenly opened her eyes and pounced into Clara's arms, "Mom...are you leaving?"

Clara tenderly supported her little head and said, "Listen to Grandma Chloe, listen to your uncles."

After a pause, she added, "Listen to your father."

Kellen leaned against the door of the second-floor room and pursed his lips.

The plot of Clara is a bit old, sorry about that.

Starting a new unit tomorrow.

Many people said that Clara shouldn't leave and that it was an unacceptable regret.

I thought for a long time and still followed the original plot, and the other logic may be somewhat far-fetched.

That's it.

The waxing and waning of the moon and the passing of life have been passed down from generation to generation with regrets..."

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