Reborn as a wealthy family, Young Master Zhan lay down obediently

Chapter 519 Return of the soul
An Ranran glanced at her wonderingly: "Why are you blushing?"

Ye Rong pursed her lips and blushed, turned her gaze elsewhere, and was not ready to answer An Ranran's question.

Because this question really cannot be answered.

Last night, when Chen Momo said that she would give her a baby training machine, she specifically told her: "You should restrain yourself during this time, and don't do that kind of exercise with my brother again, otherwise, when your son is born If you come out, you will definitely poke my brother's head with your hand!"

Ye Rong didn't understand, so he asked, "Why?"

Chen Momo cleared his throat, "My nephew will poke and ask, does it hurt, does it hurt?"

Ye Rong understood in seconds!
Now when An Ranran mentioned Chen Momo, she immediately thought of Chen Momo's words.

Seeing that Ye Rong not only did not answer her own question, but turned her face elsewhere, An Ranran became unhappy: "Hey, Ye Rong, you are still hiding secrets from me, tell me quickly, what is it that made you blush?" ?”

Ye Rong turned his head and glanced at her, then restrained his expression, put his mouth close to An Ranran's ear and said softly: "I just want to remind you suddenly that when you are pregnant with a child, don't play with Zhan Shao Husband and wife life."

An Ranran was stunned for a moment: "Why are you talking about this properly?"

Ye Rong had a smirk on his face: "Because if you don't control yourself, the baby will poke her father's head and ask him if it hurts..."

An Ranran also understood in seconds...

He laughed and laughed all the way to Lingcheng, and after putting Ye Rong in the hotel, An Ranran went to the cemetery non-stop.

Holding her mother's ashes urn in her hands, she was sitting on the back seat of the car with her head hanging slightly and her long hair falling down, covering her face even smaller.

Zhu Xiaomeng, who was sitting in front of the car, suddenly felt a pain in his heart.

In fact, Zhu Xiaomeng and An Ranran didn't have a clear time when they met. He just learned of her existence by taking the opportunity of a business trip with Zhan Nianbei.

But ever since he met An Ranran, he had a strange feeling about her.

That feeling is not admiration or pity, but a kind of dependence and care similar to family affection.

Zhu Xiaomeng is an only child, and his parents did not have any siblings for him.After graduating from university, he was admitted to a military academy, and then assigned to the Jiangbei Military Region. His life has been bright and smooth.

So he didn't understand where his feeling for An Ranran came from. He only knew that he would always want to know about her, and when Zhan Nianbei occasionally talked about An Ranran, his nerves would be pulled.

For example, now, when he sees her sitting in the back seat, so sad, his heart will also be sad.

So he drove the car as smooth and stable as possible, trying to make her feel more comfortable in this way.

After arriving at the cemetery, An Ranran got out of the car and carried her mother's ashes to grandpa's grave.

Looking at the photo of Ran Sheng on the tombstone, An Ranran smiled: "My mother's appearance should be inherited from my grandfather."

Zhu Xiaomeng nodded. He had never seen An Ranran's mother, but since she said she inherited her grandfather, then it counted.

An Ranran put her mother's ashes in front of her grandfather's grave, then took out a tissue and wiped the photos on it.

Then he turned around and wanted to find the staff of the cemetery to help open the cemetery so that his mother could be placed in it.

As soon as he turned around, he saw that Zhu Xiaomeng had already waited beside him with the staff of the cemetery at some time.

An Ranran smiled and nodded at him.

The two stood side by side, watching the staff open the cover on the cemetery.

When Ran Qing bought this piece of land, she must have considered it, so there is a lot of space under the cover.

An Ranran hugged her mother's urn, put it down gently, and whispered like coaxing a child, "Mom, I'm taking you home. You must be very happy to have grandpa with you now, right?"

Her voice was very flat, but Zhu Xiaomeng could hear a trace of tears from it.

After burying her mother, when An Ranran was annoyed that she had forgotten to bring the sacrificial supplies, Zhu Xiaomeng had already prepared everything she wanted and handed it to her.

An Ranran glanced at Zhu Xiaomeng unexpectedly, then took the things silently, and opened them one by one.

Before the person fully retreated, the tears could no longer be held back.

"Mom~~," An Ranran sat on the ground, holding the tombstone with his hand, "Mom, have I fulfilled my filial piety today?"

After saying this, An Ranran's voice could no longer be heard.

Grief was like a giant hand, holding all her feelings in it.

Enduring the pain, she took out her mother's photo from her bag, and gently pasted it next to her grandfather's photo: "Grandpa, I sent my mother back. You have to treat her better!"

In the previous life and this life, the images of her mother before her death crossed and overlapped in her mind.

Why, why does the mother have to pay infinitely for the child?Just because she's a mother?

Thinking of Ran Huiyi's face, An Ranran's throat felt like a huge boulder had fallen, and it hurt and blocked.

Mom, it should be the most gentle word in the world, but in An Ranran's heart, it represents the deepest and heaviest regret.

In her last life, she mistakenly believed in a traitor, and watched her mother die in front of her because of herself.In this life, she knew the plot, but she let her mother go because of her again.

Mom~~, An Ranran sobbed, and spilled the wine in her hand on the ground: "When you were alive, I never thought of toasting you with a glass of wine. Now that you have gone, I don't know if you can drink this glass of wine over there." Can drink."

She smiled coolly, the tears on her face were completely dry at this moment, and her skin was a little sore.

At this time, a warm wet wipe was handed over from the side: "Wipe it off."

For the first time, Zhu Xiaomeng didn't call her Young Mistress.

An Ranran didn't pay attention either, she just reached out to take the wet wipe and wiped it on her face.The warm touch made her mind go into a trance for a moment, and she glanced at Zhu Xiaomeng: "Why is it hot?"

Zhu Xiaomeng hummed, and spread out the hands that had been in his arms all the time. He squeezed several bags in his hands.

An Ranran smiled at him: "Thank you, Xiaomeng."

Zhu Xiaomeng didn't answer her, but turned her eyes to the tombstone again, and stared at Ran Huiyi's photo closely.

An Ranran followed her gaze, then asked him softly, "Are my mother and grandpa very similar?"

Zhu Xiaomeng hummed.

After that, neither of them spoke again.

It wasn't until the cemetery manager came over and said that the door was about to close that Zhu Xiaomeng reached out to help An Ranran up.

Walk out of the cemetery and get in the car.

(End of this chapter)