After rebirth, the ascetic Mr. Li stepped down from the altar for me

There is a photo of Mrs. Li on her tombstone.

That photo was a single photo taken by the old lady during her lifetime.

The old lady in the photo is wearing a black cheongsam, and her white hair is neatly styled.

Facing the camera, he smiled brightly and kindly.

Even though the photo has been made in black and white, it still can't stop the old lady's beauty.

Qiao Mian looked at this photo and her tears began to flow again.

The past is still vivid in my mind...

Every scene reminded her of what a good relative she had lost.

Although Beloved is very young, he is already sensible.

At this moment, looking at the photo of the old lady, I was also crying.

The little girl has big eyes, fair skin, and exquisite facial features.

The way she is crying with her mouth flat like that right now looks so cute.

Qiao Mian lowered her head and saw this scene.

When she saw her daughter, she felt a little better.

These days, like everyone else in the Li family, she didn't know how she got here.

But the deceased is gone.

No matter how uncomfortable they were, there was nothing they could do to bring the old lady back.

Therefore, they must learn to accept reality...

After all, it’s useless not to accept it.

The rain is getting heavier.

As if to wash away everyone's sadness.

Qiao Mian and Li Yehan stood in front of the tombstone for a while, then picked up Beloved and got into the car with everyone else...

In the car they were riding in, there were only three people, the couple and Beloved.

The three people were sitting side by side in the back seat of the car, each of them frowning.

Beloved looked at his father and then his mother, his big eyes full of worry.

She immediately took the lead and sat on Qiao Mian's lap. She gently hooked the woman's neck with her hands and whispered softly, "Mom, please don't be sad anymore. After all, even if you are sad, Grandma will not." We can’t come back, so we all need to be braver, cheer up, and work hard to move forward... Mom, although your great-grandmother has left, there is one less person in your world who is good to you... But, I will be twice as kind to you, and I will also bring my great-grandmother's share with me. Please, can you be happy?"

Ever since his great-grandmother passed away, Beloved has never seen a single smile on his mother's face.

Of course my father and grandparents are like this.

She felt sad too.

However, she still wants to accept reality.

Not accepting reality is useless after all, it really is useless.

Beloved's comfort made Qiao Mian feel warm in her heart.

At this moment, Qiao Mian felt that her daughter had grown up a lot.

She subconsciously hugged her daughter tightly, kissed the little girl's forehead gently, and said softly, "Well, mommy will try her best to cheer up and not let our beloved son worry."

Beloved, "Yes, you can't worry me. Mom, just think about it this way. If you continue to be sad, will your body collapse? If your body collapses, will you die..."

"If you die, there will be other women living in your room, sleeping with your husband, and beating your daughter..."

"Think about it, isn't this particularly scary?"

"My dad is so good, you can't take advantage of others."

"Qinyuan is so beautiful, you can't let others live in it."

"And your daughter is so cute, you can't leave it to others to beat her."

The little girl's serious words made Qiao Mian immediately burst into laughter.

She subconsciously hugged the little girl tightly again and said, "You are quite good at talking... If you are so good at talking, you should become a host in the future... You will definitely become popular."

"You can even be a psychological counselor... Look, you are very good at comforting people. When the time comes, no matter how depressed people are, they will probably be comforted by you and become sunny..."

Her daughter is really, really good.

They say that daughters are their parents’ little cotton-padded jackets, and sure enough, that’s true.

Qiao Mian was really grateful to God for sending such a good girl to her.

Hearing Qiao Mian smile, Beloved placed his little face on Qiao Mian's body and rubbed it with satisfaction.

Then he raised his head with satisfaction, looked up at Qiao Mian's beautiful face, and said——

"You finally laughed. That's pretty much it...just tell me, does what I said make sense?"

Qiao Mian nodded, "Yeah, that makes sense."

At this time, Li Yehan was also amused by his daughter.

There was a long-lost smile on his face.

He caressed Beloved's face lovingly and said, "Little girl, who did you learn this from? Why do you do the same thing again?"

Beloved responded seriously, "Of course it's on Douyin. Do you think that's what I said?"