Ling Zishan's mood at the moment was very complicated, the last time she came, she didn't know that it was her biological parents, and she just felt that Rong Zhengtong and Rong Zhengqing were exactly the same and were suspicious, and the arc-shaped birthmark on her back made her feel confused, but she never really thought that she was really Fu Lao's own granddaughter

At this moment, Ling Zishan suddenly remembered the story told by Elder Fu on the night of Chinese New Year's Eve, and the throbbing in her heart was so obvious at that time, it turned out that everything had already had traces, and everything had already been doomed

The breeze blew on his cheeks, there was silence all around, and the morning sun in winter brought a trace of warmth, but everyone standing here still felt extremely cold, especially when they thought of the reason for the sacrifice of Fu Bowen and his wife, they felt cold in their hearts

"Bowen, Zhengqing, we're coming to see you!" Fu Lao said in a hoarse voice, his old eyes were already full of tears

Mrs. Rong on the side has long been crying, for this red-faced daughter Mrs. Rong has always been unable to accept the fact that she left, so every time she came to worship, almost always cried and cried, and then Mr. Rong for the health of his wife, the two gradually came a lot, and it has been a few years now

"Qing'er..."Old Madam Rong had tears in her eyes, and her tone trembled and shouted out a nickname that she hadn't called for many years, "Mom has come to see you, I've come to see you..." Mrs. Rong pursed her lips and shook her head, her hand kept beating her chest and said, "It's all your mother's fault, your mother hasn't come to see you for so many years, you must also blame your mother, right?" ”

"How can my daughter blame you? She's so filial, don't you cry yet, didn't you say that you weren't allowed to cry after you came? Obviously there is a great joy to tell Zhengqing, why haven't you said that you cried first? ”

Old Man Rong wiped his tears for Mrs. Rong, and said a few words, but his cloudy eyes were full of worry, he didn't come because Mrs. Rong was very excited every time he came, and the most taboo thing for the old man was to be emotional

"yes... Don't cry, in-laws... Let's talk about Shanshan first..."Fu Lao also echoed on the side, while Ning Rui and Mrs. Ning arranged the worship things in front of the tombstone

"Yes... Don't cry anymore... Don't cry" Old Madam Rong forced herself to put away her tears and squeezed out a smile, but the crying voice made people feel distressed, "Your daughter, mother has found it... She's alive... still alive..."

Old Madam Rong couldn't cry anymore as she spoke, and the helpless Old Man Rong had no choice but to continue, "Shanshan is doing well now, she was engaged the day before yesterday, and I came today to take your daughter to show you, how about the son-in-law who also let you see..."

Ling Zishan looked at the two people in the photo, her eyes were already red, her tone was sour, her voice was hoarse, and she said with difficulty, "Dad, Mom"

After this sound was called, Ling Zishan knew what the feeling of blood being thicker than water was, and why she had such a heavy and depressed mood when she stood here last time and looked at the photos of the two of them

"I've come to see you... When I came last time, I didn't know it was you, so I came and left in a hurry... I'm sorry."

People who have never tried this kind of experience don't understand Ling Zishan's mood at the moment, the kind of apprehension and uneasiness, the feeling of surprise but helplessness, it seems that everywhere is the look of anticipation, but in the end, they find that it is not like this at all