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Yi Ning couldn¡¯t hold back her tears.
She couldn¡¯t remember how long it had been since she cried like this.
Since she died more than 20 years ago, she has been unable to cry no matter how sad or angry she is. Maybe Xiao Yining was wronged too, maybe she was wronged too. Now I can't stop crying no matter what.
Yining always thinks of her past life, when it was snowing heavily and Lu Jiaxue came to propose marriage to her. She looked at him through the curtain. He was such a tall and elegant young man, with clear eyes that were soft and smiling. Even if he didn't answer her grandmother's question, Yining didn't think it was a big deal.
This is the person she will entrust to her life.
That¡¯s why she was sad, angry, and full of hatred for Lu Jiaxue¡¯s indifference. How could she not be sad, but the difficulties she faced day after day wore away her hatred, as well as these people's memories and guilt of her.
Lin Hairu kept patting her on the back, the room was quiet, Xuezhi gently brought a bowl of pear sweet water.
Yining looked at the people in front of her with tears in her eyes, Lin Hairu, Xuezhi, and Mrs. Luo. They all looked at her with concern. Yi Ning gradually thought in her heart that she would never mention or think about those things again. They were her relatives now.
Mrs. Luo came to hug her distressedly and whispered: "Sister, grandma knows that you are wronged. Please don't cry anymore."
Xuezhi took out a little turtle in the tank and brought it to her: "Sister, do you think this turtle is cute? Do you want to play with it?"
The turtle shrank into a shell in her palm, with only the tip of its tail hanging out. After Xuezhi poked his butt, he reluctantly stuck out his pointed little head.
Yi Ning forced a smile after seeing it, finding it difficult for them to bother to make her happy. Lin Hairu and Mrs. Luo were relieved when they saw that she stopped crying.
Luo Chengzhang walked outside the door and heard the child's childish laughter. The room was full of laughter and chatter, and it seemed very lively.
He sighed and asked the girl in a low voice to pass the news.
When Mrs. Luo heard that he was coming, she turned cold and asked Luo Chengzhang to wait for her in the main hall. She held Xu's mother's hand and walked out slowly, sitting on the Taishi chair and asked leisurely. "How do you plan to deal with this matter?"
Luo Chengzhang whispered: "I have already reprimanded Aunt Qiao. It's just that Brother Xuan is still too young, so it's really hard to say anything."
Mrs. Luo's face looked a little better. She pointed to the chair and asked Luo Chengzhang to sit opposite her: "Brother Xuan is young, and I don't really want you to argue with the child. It's just that Brother Xuan is raised by Aunt Qiao. I still don¡¯t think it¡¯s appropriate. It¡¯s better to let Brother Xuan bear Hai Ru¡¯s name. Hai Ru is the main wife and has no children, so she can raise Brother Xuan.¡±
When Luo Chengzhang heard this, he was a little anxious: "If it weren't for Lin's illiterate and philistine behavior, how could I let Aunt Qiao raise Brother Xuan? Mother, Brother Xuan must never follow Lin, he I will continue to study in the future.¡±
When Mrs. Luo thought about it, Lin Hairu's temper was really hard to change. When she chose Lin Hairu to join her, she also valued her kindness and lack of scheming. But then I thought about it, these are not Lin Hairu's shortcomings.
Mrs. Luo pondered for a moment: "It's okay for Aunt Qiao to raise Brother Xuan, but she can't follow him when he reaches five years old. It's better to keep it in Hairu's name. At most, I will send a careful mother-in-law to take care of him. he."
Luo Chengzhang thought that this was all he could do. Thinking of Aunt Qiao holding his sleeve and begging before leaving, Brother Xuan cried pitifully again. It is indeed too difficult to separate mother and son. It's just that Brother Xuan can no longer let Aunt Qiao raise him with ignorance and connivance.
Luo Chengzhang looked at the inner room and said hesitantly: "Mother, is Yining okay"
Old Mrs. Luo said coldly: "Yining is only seven years old. She told me last night that she would never be naughty again, but you have wronged her like this. What do you think?"
Luo Chengzhang was silent for a moment, took out a cloth tiger from his sleeve and said, "Yining probably doesn't want to see me either. I brought this to her. You can give it to her."
Old Mrs. Luo looked at the girl beside her, who took the things and walked into the inner room.
After a while, the girl came out and knelt down and said, "Miss Qi doesn't want it, and asked the second master to take it back."
A wry smile appeared at the corner of Luo Chengzhang's mouth. This girl actually still holds a grudge.
He felt very guilty, not only for Yining, but also for Yining's mother, Gu. I wish I could do something to make it up to Yi Ning, but it's a pity that the little girl was really hurt by him this time and didn't want to see him at all.
Mrs. Luo asked Mrs. Xu to send Luo Chengzhang away. She looked at her second childAs his son walked away, he silently made a decision in his heart.
She will die one day and Yining cannot be left alone.
We can¡¯t let her be bullied.
Mrs. Luo closed her eyes, and she seemed to still be able to see the rudimentary child kneeling in front of her, with blood on his lips and a gloomy and cold face.
I don¡¯t know if what she did was right
Mrs. Luo squeezed the handkerchief tightly.
??The cold wind suddenly picked up at night, and two red paper lanterns were hung under the eaves of the house at the end of the alley, illuminating a warm red light.
The door creaked open, and a carriage drove out.
The carriage drove out of the house and was about to cross the alley when a figure suddenly appeared in front of him. The coachman gave a frightened voice and reined in the reins. "Who is that in front? It's midnight, aren't you afraid of scaring people?"
The man whispered: "I also want to ask Young Master Luo, what are your plans for going out in the middle of the night?"
There was silence in the car, and then someone reached out and opened the car curtain.
Under the moonlight, Cheng Lang stood erect, his clothes were fluttering in the night wind, and there was a faint smile on his face. There was a slight coldness in his eyes.
Luo Shenyuan saw him standing in front of him, with a rare smile on his lips: "Second Master Cheng really has nothing to do. He can read when he gets up in the middle of the night. What are you doing with Luo? Besides, where Luo is going, what does it have to do with you?"
Cheng Lang raised his head. The first time he looked at Luo Shenyuan, he knew that this person was not as calm and steady as he seemed on the surface. Only now did he really see the expression on Luo Shenyuan's face clearly, with a hint of mocking indifference. He was completely different from the usual Luo Shenyuan.
"Huaiyuan would definitely be shocked if he knew what his brother was like." Cheng Lang said with a smile, "Do you know what he usually says about you?"
Luo Shenyuan lowered his head to drink the tea and asked lightly: "How do you say it?"
"I think Mr. Luo doesn't need to ask." Cheng Lang said softly, "Don't you know all this?"
Luo Shenyuan smiled and raised his head.
Cheng Lang found that his gaze was almost weighty, with a slight sense of compulsion. But Luo Shenyuan remained calm: "Second Young Master Cheng must have misunderstood. What can I, an unpopular bastard, know?" He looked at the sky and continued, "With such a strong wind, it will probably rain soon. . I still have something to do, so I won¡¯t accompany Mr. Cheng."
The carriage bypassed him and continued to move forward.
Cheng Lang was just curious about this Third Young Master Luo. After discovering that he often disappeared in the middle of the night, Cheng Lang got a clue and wanted to intercept Luo Shenyuan. But he didn't know what Luo Shenyuan was doing.
After seeing that Luo Shenyuan's carriage was gone, Cheng Lang walked back with a sigh and a smile. It's none of his business, so don't waste your energy.
There were water droplets hitting his face, Cheng Lang raised his folding fan to protect himself from the rain. I looked at the dark sky and saw that it was indeed raining. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com