The scumbag reborn to choose Bai Yueguang: He regretted it

After Qiao Zhixia returned to Guangcheng with the two children, she contacted her parents and asked them to come over. She would pick them up at the station.

In order to make them feel more comfortable, she decided to entertain them in the house she bought, because she understood her parents' personalities. It was okay for them to stay at Qin Yunlang's villa, but they would definitely feel uncomfortable if they really lived there.

She hadn't lived back home for more than a month. After leaving the noisy Yangzi with his grandmother, she took Yibao back to clean the house and dry the bedding in the sun while the weather was fine.

She prepared a sunny room for her parents, changed into a brand new four-piece suit, and also prepared pajamas, slippers, toiletries, etc.

After a busy day, she took time out in the evening to take Yibao to her own restaurant and had dinner with Xu Xinlan. After coming back, the mother and son took a bath and fell asleep.

Two days later, Qiao Zhixia took her two children to the train station to pick up Qiao Xinguo and his wife.

As soon as they got off the train, the couple hurriedly picked up a little grandson each. Seeing them grow up a lot, their eyes were filled with excitement.

The family chatted lively for a while on the platform. Qiao Zhixia asked them to hand over their luggage to the accompanying bodyguard and then took them out of the station.

The light blue Mercedes that Qin Yunlang prepared for her was parked at the exit, looking particularly eye-catching.

The driver immediately got out of the car, opened the door for them, and respectfully invited them to get in.

The couple, who had lived a simple life for most of their lives, felt uncomfortable when they saw the group of bodyguards and the eager drivers.

"This car is expensive, right? Why do you hire so many people? How much do they pay?"

Qiao Zhixia listened to her mother's nagging and didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "It was all arranged by your son-in-law. He paid for it..."

"You have to spend it sparingly though! Whose money comes from the wind?" Qiao Xinguo took over and said.

"If he calls you in the evening, you can tell him." Qiao Zhixia said with a smile as she fastened their seat belts.

Qiao Xinguo scratched his head and simply changed the subject: "By the way, did you two really get the marriage certificate? You didn't lie to us, did you?"

Qiao Zhixia held her forehead helplessly and said, "I really received it. I'll show it to you when I get back."

"That's good. It's always uneasy without a certificate. What's it like to be without a name or status?" The couple chattered all the way, sometimes marveling at the tall buildings in Guangcheng, sometimes talking about interesting things in their hometown.

The two little kids also excitedly shared with their grandparents what they saw and heard in the port city. Yangzai looked so excited when he talked that everyone in the car laughed.

When she was about to talk about the thrilling "gun battle", she was stopped by Qiao Zhixia's eyes. She didn't want to make the two old people worry.

Before she knew it, the car had driven into the neighborhood where she lived.

The bodyguards helped carry the luggage upstairs before leaving. Qiao Zhixia changed their slippers, took them into the bedroom where they would stay for the night, and showed them around her house.

Qiao Zhixia thought she had kept the house very clean, but her mother always found fault with her, as if Qiao Zhixia was a child who had never grown up and made her worried about her everywhere.

Qiao Zhixia let her chatter for a while, drank some tea, and rested for a while before taking them to Qin Yunlang's villa to have dinner with Ruan Fengjiao.

When Ruan Fengjiao learned that the two relatives were coming, she took it very seriously and personally arranged for the kitchen to prepare their favorite meals early on. She also asked Qiao Zhixia about their interests and hobbies in order to prepare gifts.

When the car stopped in front of the villa, Qiao Xinguo and his wife became reserved. When they saw the lady in cheongsam waiting at the door, they were even more speechless.

It was Ruan Fengjiao who took the initiative to come forward and greeted warmly: "My dear in-laws, my dear mother-in-law, welcome to Guangcheng. You have worked hard on the journey. Come in and take a seat."

Several servants immediately bowed politely to welcome him: "Good afternoon, Mr. and Mrs. In-law..."

The couple had never seen such a scene before, so they just bowed stiffly and returned the greeting before entering the house.

Looking at the five or six-meter-high crystal chandelier hanging from the second floor in the bright living room, the couple's jaws almost dropped to the ground.

"It must be very difficult to clean this lamp, right?" Qiao Xinguo asked Qiao Zhixia in a low voice.

Qiao Zhixia didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "You don't need us to wash it. If it gets dirty, just send it back to the original factory for cleaning."

"My dear relatives, mother-in-law... you are all family here, so don't be restrained. Just sit down and chat!" Ruan Fengjiao took them to the sofa and asked someone to serve tea and snacks.

The couple was so nervous that they didn't know where to put their hands and feet, until the two little kids came over and sat next to them, and then they slowly relaxed.

After chatting with their mother-in-law for a while, the couple found that Ruan Fengjiao was very friendly and easy-going, and gradually opened up.

Qiao Xinguo was embarrassed to order the servants, so he ordered Qiao Zhixia to bring the things he brought.

They knew that families like the Qin family were not short of money and had nothing good to give as gifts, so they brought 50 kilograms of rice produced at home, dozens of Matsutake mushrooms, a few ginseng plants of good quality, and a few bunches of fresh grapes of a new variety.

"Mother-in-law, these are all grown by us in the countryside, please don't despise them."

"My dear in-laws, you are too polite. This is your kind gift. How could I despise it? Besides, these are good things that money can't buy!"

Ruan Fengjiao immediately asked the servants to take all the things they brought to the kitchen, and suggested cooking a pot of Matsutake rice with the rice they brought in the evening.

In order to help the two relatives fully integrate into the family, Ruan Fengjiao told them her own story of being a poor person from the countryside.

After hearing this, Qiao Xinguo and his wife instantly became closer to her. The two women even went to the kitchen together to cook and learn cooking skills from each other.

Qiao Xinguo accompanied the two kids to play on the slide by the swimming pool at the back, and Qiao Zhixia took the opportunity to talk to him about his background.

Qiao Zhixia told Qiao Xinguo that Xu Xiaolan was his niece and his surname was actually Bai. Qiao Zhixia made an appointment with Xu Xinlan to meet at her grandparents' cemetery tomorrow.

Qiao Xinguo felt mixed emotions after hearing this, but still agreed to the appointment.

The next day, the weather was a bit gloomy, and Qiao Zhixia took Qiao Xinguo and Xu Xinlan to meet in front of the cemetery.

When the father and daughter met Xu Xinlan, she was wearing a well-fitting white suit and holding two bouquets of white chrysanthemums in her hands.

When she saw Qiao Xinguo, she smiled awkwardly and then spoke in a hoarse voice: "...Uncle."

Qiao Xinguo looked at her red eyes, his uneasy hands clenched and unclenched, and after a moment he nodded stiffly in response.

"Take me to see them." He said with difficulty.

"Well, follow me." Xu Xinlan took the lead and walked forward.

Qiao Zhixia followed them silently. After winding around for more than ten minutes, they came to two tombstones side by side. Buried there were Xu Xinlan's grandparents, Qiao Xinguo's biological parents.

Qiao Xinguo looked at the blurry photo of the man on the tombstone. He could still vaguely see an outline that was extremely similar to his own. It was as if they had never met before, but at this moment he couldn't help but burst into tears.

He was once a child who longed to be cared for and loved by his family!

But his childhood was filled with ruthless beatings and endless demands. At an age when he longed for love the most, he never received a single bit of love.

He developed a character of compromising and surviving in a humble manner, but fortunately he did not lose the ability to love.

At this moment, seeing the tombstones of his biological parents, all kinds of complicated emotions tangled in his heart. He didn't know whether it was more resentment or regret that made him cry unknowingly.

"Uncle, grandpa and grandma love you, but you were stolen and they can't find you. If they were still here, they would definitely say sorry to you."

Xu Xinlan's words helped him break free from his painful emotions. He raised his hand and touched his parents' tombstones, gradually letting go of his sorrow while shedding tears...