After listening to Lin Xiaoxiao crying all this, she didn't know what to say, after all these years, she hated Han Chen's days, insomnia day and night, and couldn't sleep, but although these days have passed, now that she thinks about it, she doesn't know the sadness at the beginning, who is to blame?

Facing Lin Xiaoxiao in front of her, she no longer knew whether to hate or pity, hated and hated, pitiful and unworthy of her sympathy.

Lin Xiaoxiao knelt on the wet ground, crying until her whole body was trembling.

In this sad story, you, Ning Jing and Han Chenshi's biggest victims, and Ning Hui are the biggest sufferers, and they are all very calm, they don't cry, they don't laugh, they just look at Lin Xiaoxiao in front of them very sadly.

From the beginning to the end, Lin Xiaoxiao wanted everything, but in the end, she didn't get anything, which hurt her feelings and chilled her heart.

Tranquility didn't report any hope from the beginning, and she didn't think about what she needed, but in the end, she was a big winner in love, and she was loved and warmed her heart.

Maybe this is the so-called, fate, everything is arranged in the dark, some things do not need to be fought for, God will naturally send them to you.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, so big that the umbrella in Han Chen's hand couldn't cover him and Ning Ning at all, Lin Xiaoxiao knelt in the rain, her whole body was wet, and it was useless for Lin Jiajia to hold an umbrella for her.

This rain is like crying unscrupulously, and the grievances of Tranquility for so many years are all in this heavy rain, and those tears that have not flowed are flowing in this heavy rain.

Jing Jing looked at Han Chen with helpless eyes, and then looked at Ning Hui who was standing aside.

"Dad, are you willing to forgive her?" Ning Jing looked at Ning Hui and asked, she felt that the person Lin Xiaoxiao should apologize to the most here was her father.

Ning Hui suddenly shed tears, these days, he sat in a wheelchair every day, eating and serving, wearing and serving, but these grievances have all been relieved today, if he doesn't forgive, what can he do? The girl in front of him, who is now fatherless and motherless, is pitiful enough, he can't complain anymore, and he can't hate it anymore.

Ning Hui walked up to Lin Xiaoxiao's side, bent down and helped her up.

"Child, let's pass the past, the days to come will be long, we will all live well, and your uncle will still be your uncle in the future." ”

Before Ning Hui's words were finished, Lin Xiaoxiao cried even more, and at this time, her face could no longer tell whether it was rain or tears, only that they were dripping on the ground one by one.

Lin Jiajia also secretly touched tears on the side, she saw all this in her eyes, the protagonist of the story, and the director of the story, are all her dear and beloved people, seeing such an ending, she can be regarded as seeing the other side of life.

What Lin Xiaoxiao did was really unworthy of forgiveness, she I don't deserve everyone's sympathy, maybe God has eyes, closed a door for her, and opened a window for her.

"Auntie, rest in peace! I know everything, don't worry, I will love Han Chen well, and I will take care of Uncle Han, and I will not let you down." Tranquility looked at the smiling photo of Han Chen's mother on the tombstone, and silently read everything she wanted to say in her heart.

Lin Jiajia helped Lin Xiaoxiao, Han Chen held Han Zhong, and Ning Ning helped her father on the way home.

The sky, which had been pouring rain just a moment ago, suddenly stopped raining, and the smiling face of the sun appeared from the sky.

Tranquility looked at the sunlight shining down in the distance, it shone on Ning Hui's face, sunny, gentle, kind, all over his cheeks.

She felt that everything had changed for the better, her father's heartfelt smile, and the love imprinted on his face, and letting go of all his composure, which she hadn't seen in a long, long time.

It is too much for everyone to remember everything in this life, so let's learn to forget.

Wise ways to forget those things that do not belong to our lives, those who do not belong to our lives, we are looking for the future, not the past.

Learn to forget, live in the best realm of life, experience the cycle of the four seasons with those you love and those who understand, and then watch the flowers bloom.

The noon sun shone on the land that had just rained, and the natural reaction was a thin layer of fog, and they walked on the road, leaving unforgettable memories for this rain.

Looking back on the past years, those people or things that have changed from familiar to strange, those who have made themselves distressed, those things that have made them sad, and those pictures that have made them happy, have now passed away with this heavy rain.

In the rolling red dust, the dream-like old times, with ordinary steps and a grateful heart, they all chose to continue to move forward, perhaps, there are still many beautiful things waiting for them ahead.

As soon as they arrived on the street, Lin Xiaoxiao turned around and wanted to invite them to lunch together, but Tranquility refused on the grounds that his clothes were wet.

When they returned home, Aunt Han Chen and Uncle Han Chen had already prepared lunch, because by noon, most of the people rushing to the street had dispersed.

For today's lunch, Aunt Han Chen closed her door and did not do business, logically speaking, when she was rushing to the market, the business of her restaurant was the best, but she chose to close the door, because she said, "No matter how much money you make, it can't be worth having a good meal with your relatives." ”

After Tranquility changed her clothes, she ran to help her aunt, who was cooking braised pork in the kitchen, which was Han Chen's favorite dish.

Although her aunt is unforgiving, and she is so bitter and nagging all the time, she is actually a very careful person, and she will remember everyone's favorite dishes and favorite soups.

Han Chen always said that she was because of an occupational disease, because she was a restaurant hostess, she had a habit of remembering the preferences of every guest, and over time, it became a habit, and she also remembered what she liked to eat at home.

After lunch, the family was going to go to Han Chen's mother's grave, because of the Qingming Festival, when they all went to the funeral in the morning, Aunt Han Chen had already prepared fruits, chrysanthemums and other things.

After the meal, the kitchen dishwashing had already been taken care of by Ning Ning and Han Chen, his aunt went to change clothes, and the rest of the elders were sitting at the door chatting and waiting for them.

When Tranquility washed the dishes and came out, Lin Jiajia and Lin Xiaoxiao also happened to arrive at the door, Lin Xiaoxiao was holding a box in her hand, and she stuffed it into her hand when she saw Tranquility come out.

"This is the bracelet that my aunt gave me, and it was only passed down to my daughter-in-law by their family, and if you take this to the grave of your aunt, she will be very happy. When Lin Xiaoxiao spoke, he had already brought tranquility to his wrist.