The daughter of the first daughter was reborn and mistakenly provoked the black belly

Chapter 170 Will it be too soon?
You are the person I love the most in my life.

Does that mean that Hao Lianfan actually likes her too?

"Hao Lian, are we going too fast?"

She is ready to be with Hao Lianfan for the rest of her life, but is he ready?

"Too fast?" Hao Lianfan lowered his head in thought, then shook his head quickly. "No, I still think it's too slow!"

"Then, come on, I'm ready!"

Could it be that sister Ling'er likes him?
"Sister Linger!" Hao Lianfan said weakly. Although he had thought of a solution, he must first ask Sister Linger what he thinks, right?
"Sister Ling'er, I'm afraid you'll catch a cold. Why don't you put on your clothes first? I only have mine here. You can make up for it. Give me your number later, and I'll ask Heitu to do it..."

"Sister Linger, if you still feel uncomfortable, I will find some men for you now. They say these things are unbearable, but women are not allowed to help women, and I really have no choice. Do you think it’s okay to find a man outside?”

Does An Linger look so lacking in men?

No, what did he just say, we women?

"Xiaofan, why are you still wearing such clothes?" An Linger, who had already changed, quickly scanned Hao Lianfan's room, and went through his dressing table and cabinets.

Without exception, they are all things for girls, and even this room is actually pink.

It's not good to ask Hao Lianfan directly why he is such a mother, so he changed the term.

"Hey, I've been wearing this since I was a child. Doesn't Sister Linger not know?" Hao Lianfan didn't care when he heard this, and covered his lips and laughed.He still didn't forget to give An Ling'er a licking look, very seductive.

An Ling'er trembled all over, and suddenly had some bad premonitions in her heart.

Is Hao Lianfan abnormal?
But how is this possible?

"Sister Ling'er, do you need Xiaofan to find a man for you? When I read a book, it said that when the fire needs to be cooled down, and only the opposite sex can relieve it, it's amazing, like being poisoned!"

"No need!" An Ling'er quickly stopped,
"I'm just hungry..."

"Oh?" Unexpectedly, this remark caused Hao Lianfan to sigh again. According to the book, when you are on fire, you can also call it hungry.

"No..." An Ling'er realized it later, and felt even more irritable at this moment.

"I was in a hurry to go down the mountain to find you, but I forgot to bring any money, and I haven't eaten for more than a day..."

"Ah, sister Ling'er, why didn't you say it earlier, Heitu!" Hao Lianfan became anxious when he heard this, and yelled out at the top of his voice.

"If you pick a flower thief, where can you run away? I won't be called Mo Tong if I don't beat you until you can't even recognize your parents." After finishing speaking, he rushed towards An Ling'er with a stick. She was so frightened that she didn't have time to react, but Mo Tong fell to the ground again with a squirt.

Hao Lianfan's foot was still on his back. Obviously, at a critical moment, Hao Lianfan kicked him away.

"Where are your eyes? How could they have such a stupid slave like you?" Hao Lianfan put his hands on his hips, looking very sullen.

"She is my sister Ling'er. She just came here. She is hungry. I told you to prepare food. What do you mean by coming in with a stick? Will you compensate me for frightening her sister Linger?"

"Speechless..." Mo Tong was thrown heavily, and he has not yet recovered from the dizziness. Hearing Hao Lianfan's words, he just wanted to raise his hand and say that he was wronged.

Isn't it the master's order to carry a stick and guard the door?Isn't it the master's signal to hit a woman when he sees it?Didn't the master himself say that you don't have to knock on the door and come in directly when you hear his cry?
He is obviously a very obedient subordinate, but tonight he was scolded for no reason and even beaten several times.

How could his small body withstand such a torture method from the master?

"Ahem, Hao Lian, let him get up!" An Ling'er understood a little, and expressed deep sympathy for the child under Hao Lianfan's feet.

It would be hard for him to meet a master like Hao Lianfan.

"Since sister Ling'er pleaded for him, he will let him go!" Hao Lianfan smiled lightly, moved his feet gracefully, stretched out his jade hand, and supported Motong up.

Mo Tong wants to cry but has no tears. Is this just a candy for a slap?

"Here, sister Ling'er is hungry, go to the kitchen and tell them to make the best food!"

"Yes, master!" Mo Tong lowered her head, looking at An Ling'er with a sad expression.

"Cough cough!" An Linger coughed in a low voice with some embarrassment, and was pulled by Hao Lianfan to sit on the stool, and eagerly poured water for her.

"Sister Linger, drink some water first!"

"Do you know, these years, I have missed you so much!" An Linger took it, she knew it because she also missed him so much.

Now, though, she has something even more curious.

"Xiao Fan, who was that child just now? Why haven't I seen it?" In her memory, Hao Lianfan had no close friends. In this family, he was either beaten or scolded. At least her situation is much better than before, but she still doesn't know how much better.

This is also the reason why she wanted to stop Hao Lianfan when he yelled at the child just now. She was worried that her sudden appearance here would bring danger to Hao Lianfan.

"He is the child I picked up before, named Motong, but I think this name is too rustic, so I gave him a new one!" Speaking of this, Hao Lianfan became very proud.

"It's black soil? Did you take it?" An Ling'er couldn't help laughing, at this moment, Hao Lianfan looked like a child who hadn't grown up yet.

But for a vulgar name like Heitu, in the whole world, only Hao Lianfan can think of it.

"This girl doesn't know something. Just because the master gave me this name, I was ridiculed by the people in the house for a long time, saying that this name sounds like a dog's name no matter how you pronounce it!" Mo Tong walked away holding a plate. He came in, his face full of depression.

"Really!" An Ling'er tried her best to hold back a smile. The kid Motong looked about the same age as them, but he looked much more mature than Hao Lianfan.

But there is a saying that is always true.

There is what kind of master, there will be what kind of master.

This Motong is mature on the surface, but in his heart he is just a child who hasn't grown up.

"What is this?" An Ling'er has a good nose, not to mention that she is hungry right now.

"I'm afraid that the girl will be hungry, so I brought some pastries to fill the girl's stomach. The people in the kitchen are already cooking!"

"Don't bother, I'll just eat this!" An Ling'er was sincerely grateful, it's always bad to bother the kitchen people in the middle of the night.These years on the mountain, she and her master are also self-sufficient, and for a while they can't get used to the days when they need clothes to eat and mouths to eat.

"How can I eat this?" Hao Lianfan frowned before Motong could persuade him.

"The cook's job is to cook for the master. How can he say it's troublesome?" Unexpectedly, Mo Tong behind him widened his eyes when he said this.

The master usually does not allow any woman to approach this room, but at this moment, not only has this girl been left behind, but she is still so concerned about him. Could it be that this girl is the master's destined lover?

Maybe she can become the mistress. Thinking of this, Mo Tong narrowed her eyes, then he will have to take good care of her.

"What's the matter, girl, I still have to eat this meal. Tell me what you like to eat on weekdays. I'll make it for you..."

"That's right, what Heitu said is right!" Hao Lianfan nodded, unable to see that Heitu has such a progressive side, but, "But Heitu, when will you know how to cook, how come people don't know?"

Hao Lianfan said this with a look of malice in his eyes.

He hasn't eaten yet.

"Ahem, the little one will ask the cook to do it..." Motong was helpless, he must have been too flattering just now, and he said the wrong thing.

"Haha!" An Ling'er finally let go of the depression she had been feeling all night.

After that, Mo Tong retreated in a casual manner.

The master has been rumored to be a transvestite for so many years, now it would be nice if he was willing to turn around for this girl.

"Xiaofan, tell me quickly, how did you come here these years, you seem to be doing pretty well now!"

"Of course!" Hao Lianfan was very proud at first, but then his face was crossed.

"After you left, I begged my father to let me study in the shop. I don't know if it was because of my father. No matter what I learned, I was very fast. I quickly took over part of the shop and business, in order to fulfill my promise to you. , I also invited the master to come to the mansion to teach me. Gradually, no one dared to deal with me secretly anymore. Just the year before last, my father would often take me to some relatively large places to introduce me I met a lot of friends in his business. During that time, I was very happy. But last year, when my father went out to discuss business, he encountered an accident and died on the spot. After that, I found the murderer through my friends in the county government. Unexpectedly, the murderer turned out to be my aunt, and because of this incident, she even confessed to poisoning my mother..."

Hao Lianfan only gave a rough outline, and he didn't say much about many things, for example, how he met Mo Tong, and for example, many things have changed over the years, but he likes women's clothing and being a woman Things haven't changed at all.

"I've wronged you!" An Ling'er hugged Hao Lianfan and comforted her softly.

"Xiao Fan, thank you for remembering the agreement between us after so many things happened, and taking care of my home and my parents..." An Ling'er was also a little choked up. The reunion after a long absence should have been It's a happy event, but she just can't help but want to cry.

"Sister Ling'er's home is Xiaofan's home, and sister Linger's parents are Xiaofan's parents, so it's right to take care of her!" Hao Lianfan straightened his head and spoke very seriously.

An Ling'er only felt bitterness.

Hearing so many things Hao Lianfan said, and looking at Hao Lianfan's expressions, he made it clear that he regarded himself as a girl. The person he said he loves the most is just the kind of love of relatives, right?

Is the love that has not yet been spoken, or even just sprouted, about to be killed?

Even if she continued, would An Linger be able to accept a strange person like Hao Lianfan?
Hao Lianfan, Hao Lianfan...

In the next few days, Hao Lianfan really had enough of his friendship as a landlord, and took An Ling'er to play around. The two slept together, ate and played together.

Even everyone in Hao Lianfu thought that these two people would definitely be a couple in the future, and the people who saw them on the roadside felt that Hao Lianfan, the prodigal son, was finally willing to turn around.

However, is this really the case?
An Linger thought, maybe the truth is the truth, and only she knows it. Hao Lianfan was indeed very kind to her, but she also knew clearly that he didn't love her.

On the day of parting, Hao Lianfan was reluctant to let go, and An Linger had complicated thoughts.

They were relatively silent.

Under An Linger's gaze, Hao Lianfan turned and left first, so he didn't see the teardrops in the corners of An Linger's eyes after he left.

She sighed, after all, it was just her wishful thinking.Fortunately, they are still young now, so it shouldn't be difficult to forget, right?

An Ling'er thought about it, then turned around and left in the opposite direction.

The fog on the top of the mountain was getting thicker, and Wu Yazi was already waiting at the entrance of the mountain with a somewhat hunched body.

An Ling'er's eyes gradually became moist, and she walked quickly towards this master who had been with her for many years.

"master!"

"It's good to be back, it's good to be back!" Wu Yazi didn't say much, just repeated this sentence blindly, pulled An Ling'er and turned around and walked towards the mountain. He was only under 40 years old, but these days, His body began to age rapidly.

He was worried for a while before, if the child An Ling'er left this time and never came back, how would he explain to An Nian and Meng Niang when he saw An Nian and Meng Niang in the underworld in the future? Fortunately, the child came back as promised.

"Master..." An Linger's words stuck in her throat. She didn't understand why the master became like this in just a few days.

"Don't worry about anything, don't ask anything!" Wu Yazi panted slightly, and continued, "Ling'er just needs to remember that from today onwards, you must practice twice as much as your teacher has given you!"

"Yes..." Intuition told her that something must have happened to the master that she didn't know about, but if the master didn't tell, she wouldn't ask.

Two years later, still on the cliff.

"Master, tell me, what does it feel like to miss someone?" But after asking this question for a long time, there was no answer behind him.

Only then did An Ling'er suddenly realize that his master had already died a year ago.

She frantically learns all the moves left by her master every day. Just half a year ago, she has already mastered all the moves by heart, so now, she is really a person with nothing to do.

Every day, standing in this place, from sunrise to sunset, my heart hurts over and over again.

Before his death, the master told them all about their past, and the curse of the master is that he will age rapidly at the age of 40, and his life will end directly after his face has completely aged.

What a vicious curse, no one will let it go.

An Ling'er smiled bitterly, and the master said, if you really miss her, go to his side and protect him.Even if he won't deliver his equivalent sincerity, as long as he can see it all the time, he will feel happy.

He said that if it wasn't for the need to keep his promise to An Nian and Meng Nian, he would have died with Qian Li a long time ago.

For so many years, Qianli must be very lonely alone, and he is going to accompany her.

But master, this is easy to say, how many people can really do it?
What you like is a woman, what I fall in love with is a man who likes a man.

Master, what should Linger do?
However, just after An Ling'er finished sighing, there was a glimmer of light in the place that had been shrouded in thick fog for a long time. As the sun rose slowly, An Ling'er's eyes suddenly lit up.

What does it matter that Hao Lianfan likes men, and what does it matter that Hao Lianfan is different from ordinary people?

What's wrong with her, An Linger, just likes him.

"When you miss someone, you will feel sad, but you will also feel happy. You will want to know what he is doing and whether he is eating or sleeping well..."

"Master, is there anyone you miss?"

This was the last conversation between the master and her last year. After saying this, the master said that he was tired, and then sat down cross-legged on the cliff, saying that he wanted to take a rest, but after that, he never woke up again. came.

"Father, mother, master..." Before this, An Ling'er felt that her life was a tragedy, and even hated God for taking all her love away cruelly.

Those who are dead are fine, and those who are alive have to fall in love with other men.

However, at the moment when the sun rose, she suddenly understood something.

Returning to his senses, he wiped away the teardrops on his face, turned around and took the ashes in the box with him, then walked towards Baihua City without worry.

The master once said that after death, he would be burnt to ashes and buried next to Qianli's grave, but it is not known where Qianli's grave is, so now, she can only take the master out and wait for him. If he is found in the future, let him rest in peace.

That was the master's last wish, and she would definitely make it come true, otherwise, the master's life would definitely be uneasy.

Hundred Flowers City was as prosperous as ever, but An Ling'er, who had once again experienced life and death, no longer had the same throbbing as before.

"Oh, this one looks good, black soil, bring it, let's go home!" After two years, Hao Lianfan's charming voice remained unchanged.

"City Master Hao Lian, please let the child go, our old couple has only one child!" On the side of the street, there was a begging old man
An Ling'er stood still. Hearing the approaching voice behind her, she hugged the urn tightly in her hand. The other hand holding the sword also exerted force suddenly. She was trying her best to control her urge to beat someone.

"Oh?" Hearing this, Hao Lianfan didn't take it seriously, "You first ask your son, is he willing to provide for your retirement, or do you want to go back to Hao Lianfu with me?"

Hearing this, a pair of old men stared eagerly at the somewhat coquettishly dressed man.

"Father, mother, you also know that the boy has always wanted to follow him since he knew that Lord Haolian liked people like him. Don't cry anymore, now that the boy finally got his wish, you should feel happy for the boy It is."

"Son, your mother and I are the only child like you..." The old man's wrinkled face was full of tears.

"Just treat your children as unfilial!" The man struggled again and again, but still said the words of refusal.

"Look, it's not that my master forcibly wants to take him away, but that your two elders have given birth to an unworthy son. You guys, just like what he said, just pretend you don't have this son!" Mo Tong stepped forward, and then said .

The onlookers were used to it, but they didn't dare to speak directly in front of Hao Lianfan.

He could only look at the old couple with sympathy.They shook their heads and sighed.

"Hey, you don't want to die, do you? If you don't take the main road, what do you have to do in the middle of the road?" An Linger's current attire is indeed very different from that of two years ago. The child's body was the longest, so Motong only vaguely felt that this back figure looked familiar, but he didn't care.

(End of this chapter)