Seeing Grandma An's curious face asking about things on the snack street, An Ran discovered that in the past, Grandma An always quietly practiced Buddhism at home, read books, basked in the sun, and did handicrafts. She lived a pure life. Perhaps it was not because she rejected the excitement. But because no one was with her, she had no chance to experience and feel the excitement of the market.

She was quiet and did not disturb the juniors, so they thought she had no need.

Could it be that the juniors didn't care enough about her?

"Grandma, you are so kind. You agree to whatever I do." An Ran tilted her head and rested her head gently on Grandma An's shoulder.

"What's the point?" Grandma An smiled lovingly, "You didn't do anything bad, so why don't I allow it."

But some people just don’t allow it.

Grandma's shoulders were thin but warm. As she chewed the red date skin that had lost its sweetness in her mouth, An Ran suddenly felt a little sad. She was greedy, greedy for the warmth and happiness of being with Grandma An, and almost wanted to blind herself. This was her own. Home.

Grandma is also my grandma.

Thinking of Anya whom she met at the gate of Qianfu Palace in the afternoon, An Ran said in a very incredible tone, "Grandma, when I was shopping at Qianfu Palace this afternoon, I met a girl who looked very much like her mother. It's so amazing. "

"How similar are they?" An Ran changed the topic so quickly that Grandma An didn't react yet.

"They are very similar." An Ran said seriously, "The eyes, nose and face are very similar to my mother's, and the height is also quite similar. Looking from a distance, I thought they were some cousins. When I went over to say hello, I found that they were not. "

There are several girls in Mrs. An's family who are about the same age as An Ran, and one or two look very similar to Mrs. An.

Anya and Mrs. An do look alike, with just one face, they are 80% similar. When the two of them walked out together, no one would say that they were not mother and daughter. Therefore, after coming back, Mrs. An treated her differently. kind of preference.

Grandma An felt as if something hit her heart instantly, and the wolf-toothed potatoes in her hand fell back onto the plate.

She looked at An Ran with good eyes, and felt her heart hurt, "You, have you really seen a girl who looks very similar to your mother?"

That child, can that child be found again?

"Really." An Ran continued, "That girl looks very much like her mother. Her eyes, nose, mouth, and chin are all very similar, except for her eyebrows and forehead."

The reason why her eyebrows and forehead look different is because she looks like her grandmother, Mrs. An's biological mother.

This old lady is different from Grandma An. She has not been close to An Ran since she was a child. During the holidays, An Ran would go to her grandmother's house with her family for some reason, but she was always unwelcome. When she was a child, she would be angry and sad. When she grows up, Just too lazy to go.

After Anya came back, the old lady held her hand, which made her beloved hurt.

The preference for one over the other is very obvious.

An Ran, who had figured out his position, never felt sad in his previous life, and even less so in this life.

After all, she was an outsider, and it was only normal that her adoptive mother and grandmother would not love her more than Anya.

This is not the world of a novel about real and fake daughters. When the real daughter returns, she is obviously the biological child of a wealthy family. She has been living outside for eighteen years and suffered countless hardships. When she comes back, she only wants to be loved by her family, but she is not as favored as a fake daughter.

The chopsticks fell down with a clatter, and Grandma An squeezed An Ran's hand, "Of course, the child you saw in Qianfu Palace, are you sure you saw it right?" 1314

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