Siheyuan: The beauty Xueru Huizhen, the birds are jealous

In short, I don't think so. No father would talk to his daughter like this. Both of them put their hearts under their arms, one treating them as a treasure, and the other treating them as a treasure.

He wanted to take Rongrong away, and no matter how she struggled, he dragged her out of the room.

I grabbed Rongrong's arm and pulled her in front of me. "Since you want to take it by force, you can't blame me."

He originally didn't intend to take action, but the other party's behavior was a bit too much.

"This is a private matter between my father and me. It has nothing to do with you. You'd better not interfere."

An Yunsheng tried desperately to break free, but my strength was too great and he couldn't break free at all. He could only curse loudly.

Even his wife was scolding him.

Their voices were so loud that people around them came over.

They didn't take the comments of their neighbors to heart, but continued to exert pressure on them as they considered themselves seniors.

"Her brother has been in poor health since he was a child, so we, as her sisters, naturally have to help her. But, you see, she is selfish and only cares about her own business. She never thinks about her brother."

The little girl's mother started crying as she spoke, as if she had been wronged.

An Yunsheng defended his wife, "Your aunt is right, you are a cold-blooded creature. I was right not to adopt you back then. If you can come home with us immediately, I can forgive you for the past."

He originally wanted to snatch Rongrong away from me, but due to my strength, he could only put the responsibility on Rongrong.

He had a very loud voice. Although I was ready to close the door, the old lady climbed up from the bed and pushed the heavy door open, with only half of her head sticking out.

She panted and leaned against the door. "You beast, why did you treat Rongrong like this? She has never had fatherly love since she was a child. You can't even be a father to her. Why do you take her away? Why do you kill her..."

Before she could finish her words, a stream of blood spurted out, hit the door, and then fell to the ground with a thud.

His biological mother had been in a coma and had no connection with An Yunsheng. He walked away holding his wife and children with a look of disgust on his face.

"It's so unlucky. Let's ask a fortune teller to think of other ways. I will never be with that unfilial daughter in my life."

They left, cursing.

Rongrong's body trembled. If I hadn't held her in time, she would have fallen to the ground. She walked forward and said in a trembling voice, "Grandma, please get up quickly. Don't leave Rongrong here alone. You are Rongrong's only family, grandma..."

I helped the old lady lie on the hospital bed. She was dying and could die at any time.

I am haunted by an evil spirit and the yang energy in my body has been almost exhausted. As long as I rest well, I will be fine in the next three to five years.

However, she was so angry with her son that the Yang energy in her body dissipated. The woman was a pure Yin person, and by the time night came, she would definitely not live to see the next day.

After Rongrong finished speaking, she took out a small red box from her bag and prepared to take the old lady to the hospital.

The old lady held her arm and shook her head gently. "I know my situation. I may not survive until tonight. Don't worry. Grandpa is still waiting for me."

"Grandma, don't be so pessimistic. I don't want you to leave."

"Rongrong, don't cry. Girls shouldn't cry. When I die, you have to take good care of your injuries. I will make sure you live a good life. Go somewhere else and don't be with your father."

The old lady seemed to have exhausted all her strength and said all the words in one breath.

"No matter what, he is still your biological father. Don't hate him. It will only make you feel worse."

The old lady raised her wrinkled hand and tried to touch her cheek, but it had no strength at all and it went limp the moment she stretched it out.

Rongrong was crying and snotting, her face full of resentment. I don't know, I sent him away during a meal.

He never expected that An Yunsheng would threaten his daughter in this way. Before the old lady died, she didn't even look at him, which showed that he was not only a failed father, but also a failed son.

He lacked two most crucial identities in his life.

If I were him, I would be ashamed to see my daughter, but, he is very handsome.

After the old lady died, no one took charge of the little girl. Even her son pretended to know nothing after learning about her mother's death. He either didn't want to cause trouble or was afraid of being blamed by his relatives.

But no matter what, what he did was irresponsible.

I arranged a funeral for the little girl, prepared the best coffin for her, and chose a piece of land for her to be buried.

During this time, few people came to visit them, and they all returned empty-handed, because the rules here were that if someone died, at least some pocket money should be given to the family, but they did not. They all came to say hello and then said they were busy.

he's gone.

Maybe he was worried that she couldn't pay back the money, so he didn't buy her a gift, but she didn't want to say much.

With a pair of swollen eyes from tears, she was mourning beside her grandmother, who would be buried tomorrow. She hadn't eaten anything or drunk a drop of water since last night, and if she continued like this, her body would not be able to take it.

"Don't be sad. If your grandma is still alive, she won't let you be so sad."

She threw herself into my arms, and I could feel her frail body trembling slightly, and her tears could not stop flowing. "Grandma was the only relative I had left in the world, and now she's gone. I really don't know if there is anything in this world that I should miss."

She lost the will to live, lost all her faith, and lost all her loved ones. This was a huge shock to her.

I comforted her, "Everyone will die one day. Your grandmother is gone. In a few days, she will be reborn and start a new life, instead of lingering on with illness and pain like she is now, don't you think?"

She looked at me with a questioning look, "Is there an afterlife in this world?"

I patted my chest and said, "Of course there are. I've seen the King of Hell. Anyone who does good deeds and accumulates virtue can be reincarnated. In fact, everything you do while you are alive, whether good or bad, will be recorded. To put it bluntly, with your father's condition, it's hard to say whether he can be reincarnated in the future."

He lost his own daughter, killed his own mother, and used some unorthodox means to let his child live a little longer. These crimes are enough to put him to death.

Even though he is dead now, we don’t know if he will be reincarnated.

Therefore, people should try not to do evil and accumulate more virtues, and the blessings in the future will show themselves. After hearing me comfort her like this, she felt much better. She wiped her tears and said, "Since you can let me see my grandfather, then you can let me see my grandmother again, right?" I couldn't refuse her request, so I could only say, "If you can cheer up and stop committing suicide, I will let you see your grandmother."

I want her to start over instead of being immersed in past memories. She is only seventeen or eighteen years old, not yet at her best age.

Look ahead, look ahead.

"Well, if you can let me see my grandmother, I will definitely live a good life and will never be as depressed as I am now."

There was hope and desire in her eyes.

"I will try my best to arrange for you to meet your grandmother on the seventh day after her death. After the seventh day, your grandmother may be reincarnated, and you may not even be able to see her by then." I had to make it clear in advance to prevent her from having any improper thoughts in her mind.

"Okay." Rongrong responded.

She stayed there all night, and no matter how tired she was, she never came out of her grandmother's mourning hall.

The ghost that everyone fears may be the one that others want to see the most.

By the next morning, her eyes were almost closed and her lips were pale, without a trace of blood.

I pulled her over and said, "Go home first. I will take good care of your grandma.

It looks like the clouds in the sky. You need to sleep more."

Rongrong laughed miserably, "Even a stranger like you could see her at my grandmother's funeral, but my biological father turned a blind eye to his own relative, as if he had never seen her before."

Although what she said made me feel very uncomfortable, she was right. I saw everything with my own eyes.

In her eyes, her father was a beast.

I let her take a nap first, and then I stayed with her the whole time. Her soul never left me.

The old lady had set up a barrier here, allowing her to stay for a while longer.

So, one is a ghost and the other is a human, but they can't see each other.

Originally, she could have not gone, but she was in a bad mood and had not yet recovered from her grief, so she wanted to give herself some time to not be so sad.

It was not until the early morning of the third day that Rongrong called out the owner of the coffin, after all, none of the relatives at home were willing to help.

So she simply hired a local pallbearer and invited a master to pray for her.

However, this guy is simply not doing his job properly. He even got the mantra for salvation wrong, and he still dares to work in this line of work.

I followed them, feeling very uncomfortable, but thinking that Rongrong was so sad, I didn't say much to avoid making her sad.

I had no choice but to suppress my anger and followed Li Mazi in.

The cemetery is located in a hilly area, which is a rolling hill.

This is not a scenic spot, but a cemetery.