Abandoned daughter reborn, legitimate son is resourceful

Even though Nan Jinming told Chu Xiaoran everything about his life, he still had some concerns.

Now I roughly understand why Nan Jinming appeared in Lai Fu Village and why he has his current life.

In other words, the real Nan Jinming had died tragically at the hands of others, and the current Nan Jinming is Murong Beitang, the great hero he had admired since childhood, and the general who protects the country of Ye.

Chu Xiaoran just couldn't accept it for the time being.

How can a person come back to life after death?

If what Nan Jinming said is true, and there really is past and present lives, then if I dreamed about Nan Jinming, does it mean that I have the ability to predict the future?

However, not every dream is accurate. He can only dream about things that he has never experienced. But why didn’t he dream about his own ending?

Then what is the relationship between me and that Haitang?

Could it be that Nan Jinming also knows about Master Haitang?

Do you want to ask?

Thinking of this, Chu Xiaoran lowered his eyes and lowered his voice, but the question still reached Nan Jinming's ears clearly.

"Do you know a prostitute named Haitang?"

Nan Jinming frowned and recalled the name in his mind, a man named Haitang?

In fact, she had never been to a brothel, and she didn't know the prostitutes in such places.

"Maybe Yan Qiu knows this person."

After all, Yan Qiu loved to live a life of debauchery, and there was no shortage of handsome men around her. She often saw her taking some handsome men to jewelry stores and buying them jewelry, and to clothing stores to buy them clothes, and the money she gave away was incalculable.

Sometimes when he suffered a loss, he would also come to his own hands to borrow money. Yan Qiu never paid back the money he borrowed, and he treated himself as a sucker.

"Really don't know?"

Nan Jinming shook his head.

"I don't know this gentleman named Haitang. Yan Qiu may know him, but I am reborn. In my previous life, Yan Qiu may have heard of this man, but in this life, if she has not met him, she probably doesn't know him. But she can ask him. What if he is a prostitute in a brothel?"

Chu Xiaoran nodded, still feeling a little hopeful, hoping that this young man named Haitang had nothing to do with him.

But in the dream, he did so many things for Murong Beitang, but in the end he ended up being bullied. It was really heartbreaking.

"Are you free tomorrow?"

Chu Xiaoran asked.

Nan Jinming looked at him with a smile and nodded gently.

"If you want to find me, I'm naturally free. What could be more important than accompanying your husband?"

"When did you learn to be so smooth and tactful? You like to say these nice words to coax me."

Nan Jinming didn't like to hear this.

"You are my husband, so I naturally have to coax you. Otherwise, who will give birth to a baby with me?"

Chu Xiaoran listened to Nan Jinming's words and was amused by her.

"You're still in the mood to joke at this moment. I'm serious with you. Accompany me to pay tribute to my father tomorrow."

Chu Xiaoran's father should be the son of a noble family, but why she married a businessman is unknown.

Chu Xiaoran didn't know much about his father, he just knew that he was not from Yuecheng.

But he later fell ill and died.

I only remember that my father was an extremely gentle man and was always polite to others, but my mother was often not at home.

Maybe he doesn't like his father.

But my father didn't care about these things. He just stayed by my side and sometimes stayed in the study to read a book.

But he seldom goes out, probably because he is not familiar with the surroundings.

I heard that he came from the capital, but no one knew where exactly he was from.

However, the family tree only wrote his first name, not his surname.

Nan Jinming thought that Chu Xiaoran must be feeling guilty because he hadn't gone to pay tribute to his father for such a long time.

What's more, he didn't even tell his father-in-law about his marriage.

The next day, the two prepared candles and paper money and set off for the southern suburbs.

Chu Xiaoran's father was buried in a forest in the southern suburbs, where there were a large number of peach trees.

"My father loved peach and pear blossoms when he was alive."

"He said that seeing these flowers blooming beautifully made him happy."

"So every spring, my father would sit in the yard, drink tea, read books, and tell me about Yeguo and some celebrities."

"After my father passed away, there was no one to teach me how to read and write."

Before meeting Gu Mingli, his position in the Chu family was like that of a servant.

It’s just that he doesn’t do the work of a servant. He is like a transparent person and no one cares about his life or death.

"The weather is very good today."

"In this weather, the leaves of the peach blossom forest in the southern suburbs are almost gone."

In Chu Xiaoran's vague memory, he roughly remembered which grave his father was in, but there was no sign.

He once asked why there was no monument for his father, but his mother did not answer him.

As soon as the two men walked into the peach forest, they saw a group of people in luxurious clothes running into them head-on.

When I passed by them, I took a few more glances.

“Is this my father-in-law?”

Chu Xiaoran looked at the ashes of the paper that had just burned out and frowned in confusion.

Besides myself, who else would come to see my father and burn paper money? Could it be that group of people just now?

"Yes, this is it."

Chu Xiaoran suppressed the doubts in his heart and looked at the neatly-tended cemetery, with countless emotions rising in his heart.