After the adopted daughter of a wealthy family was reborn, everyone was cremated

She is an outsider, and it is normal for her grandmother and others not to love her and to care for Anya.

It's not like she lives in a world of bloody true and false daughter-in-law novels. Only a wealthy family's brain-dead child would not like to love an outsider who is not related by blood.

Understand it, don't force it.

The chopsticks fell down, and Grandma An was so frightened that her heart almost jumped out of her chest, but she soon calmed down, picked up the chopsticks that fell on the plate slowly, and asked slowly, "Is it really that?" Looks like it? Oh my, that’s really fun. It would be great if I were there in the afternoon. I could also see how much that girl looks like your mother.”

Watching grandma continue to eat wolf-toothed potatoes calmly, with a loving smile on her face.

An Ran lowered his eyes slightly, picked up a sugar cake with chopsticks and stuffed it into his mouth, "It really looks like it. I wonder if I can meet her next time I go shopping at Qianfu Palace."

The sugar-oiled cake is hard and sticky to the teeth.

Grandma can eat a bunch of them in one go, which makes her teeth feel really good.

Grandma not only has good teeth, but also has a good attitude.

Grandma An paused her hands, turned her head and looked at An Ran, "Didn't you say you said hello to people, but didn't talk to them more?"

"I didn't talk much with her. I talked a few words with her cousin." An Ran said sincerely, "Her cousin said that they go to No. 12 Middle School, both in the first grade of high school. She is in the third class of the first grade of high school, and her cousin is in Class 12, Senior High School.”

"Grade 1, Class 3 of No. 12 Middle School." Grandma An repeated in a soft voice, "I'm still a student in the same grade as you."

"Yes." An Ran said, "Grandma, what a coincidence, their surname is also An, and her cousin's name is An Huan, and his name is quite nice, but I don't know her name."

"That's a coincidence..."
-

Eleven o'clock at night.

Aqiu turned on the bedside switch, sleepily picked up the floral cotton-padded jacket lying on the quilt and draped it over her shoulders. She got up and went to the bathroom to relieve herself. When she came back and passed by the old lady's room, she saw a crack in the door. There is light pouring out.

She thought the old lady was asleep and forgot to turn off the light, so she walked over and turned on the brass handle on the door. She reached out to touch the switch and turned off the light. However, she looked up and saw the old lady who usually had a stable schedule. Haven't slept yet.

She was leaning on the bedside, looking quietly out of the dark window, not knowing what she was thinking.

"Madam." Aqiu called softly.

Grandma An turned her head, her calm eyes filled with unbreakable sorrow, "Ah Qiu, why aren't you sleeping yet?"

"I fell asleep and woke up with a bloated stomach. I got up to go to the bathroom." Aqiu walked into the room slowly, "Why aren't you still asleep? Is it because your stomach is bloated and you can't sleep?"

Aqiu came out of the bathroom after taking a shower and happened to see the old lady and the young lady sitting on the sofa eating supper. She was a little worried that the old lady had an indigestible stomach. She originally wanted to remind the old lady not to eat too much, but when she saw the warm table lamp, , the grandfather and grandson were really enjoying themselves, so they didn’t stop them. They said hello and went back to their room to sleep.

"I don't feel sick to my stomach." Grandma An said softly, "I just have something on my mind."

Ah Qiu walked to Grandma An's bedside, raised her hand and gently tucked her in, "What are you thinking about? You can't sleep."

"Aqiu..." Grandma An gripped the quilt tightly and hesitated to speak.

When he got closer, Aqiu saw the tears in the corners of the old lady's eyes, "Hey, old lady, please tell me."

She pulled the stool next to her and sat down in front of Grandma An's bed.

Just like in the past many years, after her son and daughter-in-law's family moved away, whenever Grandma An was hiding something in her heart and felt uncomfortable, she would only feel better after saying a few words to Aqiu.

"Aqiu." Grandma An's mouth trembled, and two lines of tears ran down the corners of her eyes. "Do you still remember my granddaughter who was taken away a few days after she was born in the hospital?"

Ah Qiu's heart skipped a beat, "Remember, the old lady misses her again?"

Aqiu was the helper that Grandma An hired after she gave birth to a son and a daughter. She was an old man who watched Antu grow up, get married, and give birth to children. The granddaughter of the An family was taken away in the hospital. It has never been found out about such a big thing. Son, how could she not know?

She also knew that the old lady had never let go of the child all these years, and always hoped to receive news from her in her lifetime.

"Do you still remember what that child looked like when she was born? Do you think that when she grows up, will she look more like Atu or Qiu Yi?" Grandma An cried and grabbed Aqiu's hand, "I I can barely remember it.”

Liang Qiuyi, Mrs. An’s name.

It has been ten or almost twenty years, and she is getting older year by year. Thinking about the things that once cut out her heart and lungs, her heart still hurts like needles, but she seriously recalls many things related to that. , only to find that countless side details have been washed away in the long river of time.

No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't remember the whole picture.

It's been a long time since I've seen the old lady's eyes look so sad. Holding the old lady's skinny hand, Ah Qiu felt a pain in her heart. "Children all look the same when they are born. It's normal if you don't remember."

Miss Sun was lost in the hospital just a few days after she was born. It was because her in-laws were supporting her for postpartum care and left the sleeping little lady to sleep alone in the ward without anyone watching.

In just a few days, the old lady didn't have much chance to hug or look at the child. How could she remember the child's appearance?

"That child looks like Qiu Yi." Grandma An opened her dry lips.

"She does look like Madam." Aqiu sighed, "I remember when Miss Sun was just born, the old lady in law was very happy. She said that Miss Sun looked the same as when Mrs. Sun was born, except that her chin was not too big. Like, but Miss Sun’s chin is like Master Tu’s, so when the child grows up, he should look a lot like Madam.”

"Yes, that's how I remember it." Just because she remembered it, Ranran became heartbroken when she mentioned in the afternoon that she saw a child who looked very similar to her daughter-in-law at Qianfu Palace.

With a long sigh, Grandma An relayed what An Ran told her to Aqiu, "Aqiu, if it doesn't matter, do you think there will be people who look so similar? However, that child and the girls from the Liang family also said They look alike, so I was wondering, could it be possible, could it be..."

Could it be that the child did not have an accident and is still alive and well?

Looking at the old lady's tearful face, Ah Qiu opened her mouth and refrained from pouring cold water on her. Instead, she suggested softly, "It's a hope after all. If the old lady is suspicious, send someone to inquire?"

"You also think it would be better to send someone to inquire, right? I think so too, but..." Grandma An grasped Aqiu's hand tightly and hesitated, "Tell me, should I talk to Qiu Yi and Aqiu first?" Tu say something?"

Ah Qiu thought about how the young master Tu and his wife had been lukewarm to the old lady over the years, but had become closer to the in-laws. Whether it was about the young master and the young lady, or during New Years and holidays, they always left the old lady alone and talked too much to the in-laws. .

The old lady would often be alone at home, eating fast and chanting Buddha's name, reciting sutras and chanting mantras to make merit, and dedicate it to the whole family and the lost child. I hope that everyone will be happy, and that the child will also gain more blessings, so that she will not be in the underworld. I can still live a better life in the earthly world, but I can't help but complain in my heart.

The old lady is a kind-hearted person who converted to Buddhism. She doesn't blame the younger members of the family for being selfish and not being close to her and not respecting her. She just wants them to live happily, but she, Aqiu, is a layperson and can't stand it.

"Let's not talk about it for now." Aqiu pursed her lips, "Let's not say whether the child is real or not. If so, it would be a great joy, but what if it is confirmed? Wouldn't it be better for my wife and Master Tu to Is it all joy?"

This person is afraid of having hope and being disappointed again, which hurts like a knife in his heart.

Grandma An listened attentively, thinking that over the years, the family had spent so much manpower and material resources looking for her granddaughter, but there had been no news, so that the whole family was discouraged, and her daughter-in-law was also mentally ill. She was not in good health and was in trouble. After adopting Ranran, my wife and son sadly gave up...

"You're right, it's better not to tell them first, lest it's not the case and the joy is in vain." Grandma An raised her hand and wiped the tears from her face.

"Old lady, besides looking like my wife, does that child have anything else in common?" Aqiu asked again, "Where should we look for it?"

"I'm asking Ah Xuan for help." Grandma An said softly, "Of course I said that the child is a freshman in No. 12 Middle School. He has an address and looks like him, so it won't be difficult for Ah Xuan to find him."

"Hey, you must have no problem asking Master Xuan for help." Thinking of the grandnephew of the old lady's mother-in-law who is a criminal police captain, Ah Qiu smiled, "Do you think you want to make a call with Master Xuan when you get up tomorrow morning?"

"I'll call my sister-in-law when I get up tomorrow morning to ask if Ah Xuan has gone on a business trip. If not, we'll go to his work in person after breakfast." For such an important matter, she still went to ask her nephew Sun to update her in person. Play it safe.

Some things must be explained clearly.

"Okay." Ah Qiu was also happy to see that the old lady had made an arrangement. "Then you go to bed early now so that you can have the energy to see Master Xuan tomorrow." "Okay, okay." Grandma An took away the pillow behind her, happily Lying on the quilt, he couldn't help but hold Aqiu's hand again, "Aqiu, if that child is, that would be great, right?"

"Yes, yes, this is really good news." If there is still a chance to find the lost child, it would be a great thing. Aqiu was also happy.

Grandma An held Aqiu, crying and laughing, and kept reciting:

"Amitabha bless you!"

"Namo's Great Merciful and Great Compassionate Guanshiyin Bodhisattva bless you!"

"Bless the Buddha!"

After a long while, her mood stabilized a little, and she asked softly, "Ah Qiu, I really hope that the child is really our child, but..."

Just what?

"Of course he is also a good boy."

Aqiu couldn't help but wipe the tears from the corner of his eyes with his other hand.

These days, she doesn't know why she has only listened to her wife since she was a child. She is a little arrogant and not close to the old lady. Miss Ranran actually got angry with her and came to live with her. But she also knows that because of her The old lady was very happy when she arrived.

Moreover, she saw that Miss Ranran had really grown up now, and was much more sensible than when she was around before. Not only could she take good care of herself, but she would also accompany the old lady filially, and even care about her health.

Hey……

She has been cured of her illness for so many years, but why is it that my wife is still like this and wants everyone to listen to her?

It’s just a haircut for the child, why isn’t it allowed?

She is not young anymore, why should she compete with a child?

"Whether it's raised or born, it's all the same. After so many years, what's the difference?"

Ah Qiu gently closed the door and heard the old lady's leisurely voice coming from inside the room.
-

The first grade teacher's office.

An Ran lowered his head and stood in front of the music teacher, with a confused look on his face, "Teacher, I have no place to practice."

"Don't you have a piano at home?" the music teacher asked in surprise, "No way?"

"I have some at home," An Ran said, "but I live on campus and don't usually go home."

"Have you moved to live on campus?"

The music teacher of Class 1, Grade 1 is a very beautiful female teacher who knows many kinds of instruments, the most powerful of which is the piano.

Last time An Ran won the runner-up in the Xiaoxiao competition finals, she was the happiest among the teachers. For this reason, she even gave her a separate gift to celebrate, and cared about her piano learning, so she knew her family background. very good.

After all, my family is not well off and I can't hire such a good teacher to give my children one-on-one piano lessons for so many years.

For this school's New Year's Day party, the school leaders arranged for her to work with the student union cadres on overall planning. Yesterday afternoon, she received the list of party programs submitted by the student union. After careful comparison and screening, she found that An Ran was not seen, so she arranged the list just now The study committee member of Class 1, Grade 1, who came to the office to hand in homework, called An Ran over.

Such a young artist is a student of No. 1 Middle School. How could the New Year's Day party be without her program?

That would be such a waste of natural resources.

Talents that may not come out of No. 1 Middle School in decades or hundreds of years can only stay in school for three years.

In the past three years, the school has not been able to provide her with a platform to shine and benefit all the teachers and students in the school and set an example!

As long as the school's programs are artistic, no one can do without her.

The music teacher has high hopes for An Ran's performance at the New Year's Day party.

"It doesn't matter. You can go to the music room to practice at noon and afternoon. I will say hello to the management teacher of the music room. From 8:00 in the morning to 17:00 in the afternoon, you can go to practice whenever you are free."

"What music does the teacher want me to play?" The music teacher invited him personally and opened the door for convenience. An Ran had no reason to continue to refuse.

This was also the reason why she didn't talk to Wei Yuanfeng last time.

I really expected today.

"Anything is fine," the music teacher said happily, "Solo, do you have a piece you want to play?"

"Is "Butterfly Lovers" okay?" An Ran asked after thinking about it.

"Okay." Although it is not a cheerful tune, it is beautiful enough and anyone can understand it.

"Okay, then I'll play this piece tonight."

"Okay." Seeing that An Ran agreed so readily, the music teacher was also very happy and couldn't help but look An Ran up and down. "The school is going to put on a catwalk program. I think it's pretty good. You have such good conditions, do you want to join?"

"No." An Ran shook his head, with a shy smile on his face, "I don't know how to walk, so I'm a little embarrassed."

Sorry is a lie, but it is true that I don’t want to be with Hua Zhan and the others.

"You have a good foundation. Learn how to look good no matter how you walk on stage." The music teacher looked at An Ran's flawless, rosy face and wished she could appear on stage for more shows. "You are over 1.7 meters tall." Bar?"

As she said that, she looked at An Ran up and down with bright eyes.

That eager and explicit look, if she wasn't a woman, others would have scolded him for not being a human being.

"Net height is 1.74." An Ran was amused and helpless at the music teacher's facial control. "There should be a lot of girls over 1 meters in the school. The teacher can carefully select them."

"No way." The music teacher himself is from the north. He has seen many tall beauties with majestic and three-dimensional facial features. He is still a little disdainful of the average height of men and women in Jincheng, a first-tier city in the south. "You are considered outstanding. Yes, do you want to try it?"

"Sorry, teacher, I just have a show."

Seeing An Ran's firm refusal, the music teacher touched her waist regretfully, "With such a good figure, it would be a pity not to participate in the catwalk. The student union said they would go to solicit sponsorship this year. It is said that a classmate's family makes clothes. , are willing to sponsor our costumes, if you want to go on stage, I will give you the best-looking clothes."

An Ran felt numb all over from being touched, and couldn't help but take a step back, "Teacher, don't worry, I will practice "Butterfly Lovers" well during this time."

Don’t even think about other shows.

The music teacher heard what she was saying and let her go with great sadness, but he refused to give up. "This year's party, the teachers from our school will perform three programs on stage, including a chorus. Can you come and accompany me?"

"Teacher." An Ran raised her forehead, "Can I refuse this?"

"No!" The music teacher crossed his arms and said domineeringly, "Go to "Tomorrow Will Be Better"!"

An Ran returned to the classroom without a word, holding in her hand the two Dove chocolates that the music teacher had stuffed in her when he pushed her away.

Before she reached the door of Grade 1314, she saw Shi Jian coming from nowhere and walked in front of her, "Shi Jian."