Chapter 1 Back to the Year I Was Ten Years Old
"Nope! No! He Anan woke up from the nightmare in a cold sweat, looked around, and saw the faint moonlight shining through the window, illuminating all around. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info
Fortunately, she reached out and patted her chest, familiar room, familiar furnishings, she really came back.
Sitting up from the bed, she tugged at the quilt, her eyes a little straight.
A rush of footsteps soon sounded from next door, the sound of kicking and tapping slippers was getting closer and closer, the door of the house was opened from the outside, He Anan turned his head, and saw his grandfather Wang Weidong walking in quickly.
"Are you having nightmares again?" Wang Weidong ran to the side of the bed, sat down next to the edge of the bed, and asked with a concerned face.
Nodding, He Anan looked at his face that was much younger than in his memory, and his hanging heart completely fell to the ground.
Since she was reborn back to the age of ten, she has been haunted by nightmares for almost half a month, always dreaming of what happened in her previous life, and those scenes that she once thought had been blurred are always clearly replayed over and over again in her dreams, reminding her of everything that has happened.
"My poor An An." Wang Weidong stretched out his hand to help her wipe the cold sweat on her face, and while brushing her sweaty hair, he coaxed: "Don't be afraid, grandpa is here." β
Wang Weidong casually draped a shirt shirtless on his bare shoulders, wearing a wide shirt on his lower body, and the left and right feet of the two slippers under his feet were reversed because he was in a hurry, he hugged He Anan and persuaded him twice, only then did he feel uncomfortable under his feet, lowered his head and changed his shoes, and then sighed: "An'an, are you having a nightmare again?" β
He Anan nodded, leaning against his grandfather's warm chest, and the breathing that had been wheezing for fear slowly calmed down.
"Didn't you always want to visit your mother's grave? Why don't I take you there tomorrow? Wang Weidong didn't feel good in his heart, he looked down at the little person in his arms, his nose was sour, and his eyes were red.
He Anan leaned on her grandfather's arms, a faint smell of sweat mixed with the smell of tobacco came from her nose, and she shook her head: "Grandpa, tomorrow, isn't that person going to pick me up?" β
Wang Weidong's body stiffened, his face was dignified, and after a while, he said, "An An, he is your father." β
A trace of hatred flashed in He Anan's eyes, paused, and when he raised his head, there was only a thick rejection left: "I don't have a father." β
Wang Weidong looked down at her beautiful little face, and in those bright eyes that looked like Wang Mengru, his face full of pain was clearly photocopied, and he sighed deeply: "Otherwise, An An, don't leave tomorrow, grandpa feeds you, it's really not good, and your uncle, you won't be hungry." β
He Anan looked at his grandfather's swarthy face, because his brows were furrowed, and there were deep wrinkles, and he couldn't help but feel a pain in his heart.
Since giving birth to her, her mother has been in poor health, and their mother and daughter can only rely on their grandfather and uncle to farm and earn money to eat.
A while ago, her mother's condition deteriorated, and she spent almost all her savings in the hospital, and her uncle stuffed the money twice behind her back to make up for the medical expenses.
It's just that her mother's body was dragged down by a long-term illness and died a week ago, but her father He Jianbin came to her after her mother died, and she didn't even see her mother for the last time, and after helping to prepare for the funeral, her father proposed to her grandfather to take her back to He's house.
After all, Wang Weidong is old, and the temper he endured when he was young began to be exposed unconsciously, looking at the immature and naΓ―ve He An'an in front of him, his cloudy eyes couldn't help but be a little red.
When He Anan saw his expression, his heart was sour, and he called his grandfather, and tears fell like rain.
Wang Weidong hurriedly helped her wipe her tears, wiped them, and remembered that before his hard-working daughter Wang Mengru left, he specially asked him to send He Anan back to He's house.
That's it, that's it, Wang Weidong has tears in his heart, the He family is rich and powerful, An An is He Jianbin's biological daughter, the tiger poison doesn't eat children, he will always protect An An well. What's more, he also knew that his daughter's concerns were right, He An'an could only live a good life if he returned to He's house, saving him from suffering hardships and poverty at home, when he thought of his unreasonable daughter-in-law, he was ruthless, and reached out to hold He An'an's little face: "An'an, listen to my grandfather, and go back with your father tomorrow." β