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

Chapter 64

An Tu's eyes fell on An Ran's head, and then on her face. He found that he really couldn't look directly at An Ran's current image, "When the time comes, don't say it's us who will suffer in school. I asked you to live on campus."

"No." An Ran hid her joy, "I am going to live in school myself, I know."

"What do you know? You know?" An Tu said disdainfully, "I think you just haven't endured hardship before you think it's good to live on campus. Wait for you to go for two days, don't cry and beg to come back."

"Then you'll see." An Ran raised her chin proudly, her eyes filled with pride.

She tried her best to make herself look like the 16-year-old girl in front of Antu, who had not suffered great suffering and was ignorant of the darkness of the world.

"Okay, let's see how long you can carry it."

"What are you talking about?" When An Jing came in from the door with a big guitar on his back, he heard his father and sister sitting in the restaurant talking, and interrupted curiously.

Soon, he also saw An Ran's short-haired head, "Did Tony do this for you?"

"What do you think?" An Ran asked him.

"It's too short." An Jing took off the guitar from his back.

"What kind of haircut do you think I can get with my hair?" An Ran handed him the persimmon she was holding in her hand, "Would you like to eat it from grandma's house?"

"Did you go to grandma's place today?" An Jing reached out and took out a persimmon from the plate in front of An Ran. He was about to peel it when he heard An Ran remind him, "You didn't wash your hands."

An Jing paused, then took the persimmons and went to the kitchen to wash his hands and the persimmons as well.

An Tu finally couldn't hold it back and reached for a persimmon on the plate. "Why didn't you tell me earlier that your grandma grew this?"

When An Ran saw the two of them eating, he put the persimmon plate back on the table, "I thought you knew."

"How would I know if you didn't tell me?" Antu Gu peeled off the persimmon skin and found that the skin was not easy to peel. "Why did your grandma pick the persimmon and eat it while it was still alive?"

"That's because you think it's raw." An Ran said, "Nothing we eat is raw."

An Tu looked at An Ran with suspicion, then at the persimmon in his hand, "How is your grandma's health?"

"The weather has been nice recently, and she said it's not bad. It rained some time ago, and she said her knees hurt for a long time and haven't healed." An Ran thought about how when she came back in the afternoon, her grandma insisted on sending her out and into the car, and then watched her for a long time. I couldn't help but feel a heavy depression in my heart, "I feel like she is quite lonely living alone."

"Isn't there Aqiu?" Antu finally put the one-third peeled persimmon into his mouth, took a bite and ate, "This year's persimmons are okay, not astringent."

"There is Aqiu, but Aqiu is not a family member." An Ran rubbed her hands on the table, "Grandma told her nothing but about life."

Although Grandma An only has a high school education, she has loved reading all her life. She loves to dabble in ancient and modern Chinese and foreign literature, philosophy, art, etc.

Therefore, her spiritual world is higher than that of old ladies of the same age.

Perhaps it is because Grandma An has a rich spiritual world that she has the wisdom to stay away from and transcend various life propositions given by real life.

This was what she discovered today after she discovered that Grandma An's actual situation was worse than her previous understanding of her, and she had an in-depth chat with her.

"Let her come to live at home and she won't come." After all, An Tu is his own mother, and An Tu still misses Grandma An a little.

She thought An Tu should know why Grandma An didn't move to the new home with everyone.

An Ran's eyes moved to the persimmons on the dining table, "Dad, I will go to grandma's place to accompany her during the holidays."

"We'll talk about this later." Antu continued to suck and eat the persimmons.

"You have a good haircut." An Jing came out of the kitchen after washing his hands and persimmons. He didn't know if he had just finished psychological construction alone in the kitchen, but when he came out, he stared at An Ran's hair and praised her.

An Ran looked up in surprise, "Thank you."

"It seems that the 2000 yuan was well spent." An Jing sat down on the chair next to An Ran.

"What 2000 yuan?" An Tu asked An Jing half-understanding.

"An Ran's hair." An Jing replied.

"You mean she spent 2000 to cut her hair?" Antu's eyes widened, "Where did she get it cut? It's so ugly and so expensive?"

"It's not ugly, I think." An Jing retorted to An Tu, "It's pretty. If An Ran hadn't been a girl, it would be a bit expensive to cut her hair. Next time I would go to Tony to get a haircut like hers."

"I think you all have very bad tastes." Antu thought about how An Ran had just questioned his taste and taste because he disliked her hair, "And that Tony's, isn't 2000 yuan a bit expensive? Are you sure? I was deceived, why is it so expensive to get a haircut? I only got a haircut for only 98!"

"Brother, if you like it, I don't mind if you get a haircut like mine next time." Anjing's approval didn't make Anran feel bad, but seeing Antu's displeasure because Anjing approved her hairstyle, she It was cool, "My hairstyle is suitable for both men and women." "Really?" An Jing looked very excited.

"Really." An Ran smiled and nodded, "You are so handsome, you will definitely be more handsome than me after you get the haircut."

"Okay, then next time I get my hair cut, you go with me." A more handsome man convinced An Jing.

After all, this is a young man who cannot calm down when faced with the matter of improving his appearance.

"The persimmons are delicious. You should eat more. The ones we brought from grandma's house are all on the table. If you don't eat them, your mother will throw them away later. You won't be able to eat them tomorrow if you want."

"Why don't you get more?" An Jing asked.

"No more." An Ran replied.

"How come there isn't?" An Jing said, "Don't grandma's persimmon trees bear a lot of fruit every year?"

In the house where the family used to live, although Mrs. An did not allow An Ran and An Jing to do things that she thought were not advanced enough.

But it is undeniable that many of the happiness and novel experiences they had when they were young were experienced by Grandma An at the same time.

For example, I pick up flowers in the spring, catch fireflies in the summer, pick fruits in the autumn, and build snowmen in the winter. I am always like a farmer's child, keeping company with the earth and the sun.

She remembered that she had read a book that said: "One of the most important responsibilities of a parent is to help children gain enough happiness in childhood. Happiness will be written into memory, and memory will be stored to fight against adversity in life." .”

Or maybe it is the happiness stolen while avoiding the permission of the main caregiver, which is more precious and hidden in the deepest part of the consciousness.

Therefore, when An Jing grew up, although he acted well in front of others and rarely did anything that tarnished his image, in the yard of Grandma An's house, he would always become a person who could climb trees and lift walls. Fresh boy.

In the last life, for An Ran herself, most of the only extremely pure happy experiences she had in childhood were experienced by her and An Jing with Grandma An.

Therefore, she trusted him, liked to stick to him, and wanted to be close to him. Therefore, in the later days, when she found out that she was so miserably plotted by him, she felt so heartbroken that she couldn't understand it.

And vowed that from now on, she would make sure that this person would never make any waves in her life again.

"There are a lot of persimmons, but not many can be taken home," An Ran said. "The rest have been made into persimmons by grandma."

"Persimmons?" Antu said in surprise, "When did your grandma learn to make persimmons?"

"This year." An Ran replied calmly, "When you finish eating, put your plates away. I'm going back to my room to do my homework."

"Wait a minute." An Jing promptly stopped An Ran, who was about to go to the room, "Did you just tell your father that you wanted to live on campus?"

"Yes." Antu still felt uncomfortable thinking about this, "Son, tell me about your sister. I don't know what's going on recently. Things come up one after another, so you don't have to focus on the right path."

An Ran glanced at him, not bothering to refute him. Her eyes fell on An Jing's eyebrows, "Yes, I want to live on campus. What can I do for you?"

"Actually, you don't have to live on campus." An Jing took out another persimmon from the fruit plate in front of him and said slowly, "If you are afraid of making your mother unhappy at home, you can first go to my school nearby. House to live in.”

"Your house?" An Ran asked doubtfully.

"Yeah." An nodded, "It's the one I go to for lunch every day."

"..."

An Ran, who had been a poor man for a long time before his rebirth, could no longer control his rising jealousy.

If An Jing hadn't reminded her, she wouldn't have remembered that An Jing, a high school student, had a three-bedroom, two-bedroom apartment in the school district near No. [-] Middle School.

It was a gift from his grandparents to him after he passed the No. [-] middle school in high school. It was a high-quality house in a school district, the kind whose price would skyrocket in the next few years.

Speaking of the school district house near Anjing No. [-] Middle School, An Ran felt not only jealous but also a little astringent when thinking about it.

Before her rebirth, she studied so seriously and hard in the third year of junior high school, gave up the private aristocratic high school, and insisted on taking the No. [-] high school exam. Apart from that piece of shit Hua Zhan, there was another very important reason, that is, she also wanted to get the honor of her grandparents. rewards.

But after the high school entrance examination, when the admission notice to No. [-] Middle School came out, she immediately shared the news with her grandparents, but she received nothing except a verbal reward.

She still remembered that she was secretly sad about this, feeling that her grandparents had favored Anjing for a long time because they favored boys over girls.

Therefore, after the first year of high school, An Jing invited her to take a nap in his house at noon. She was so angry that she refused to go. She even refused to go in and take a look at the house because of the injustice in her heart, so that... To this day, she has never seen what An Jing's house outside the school looks like.

I just heard from family members that it is more than 100 square meters, with three bedrooms, two living rooms and two bathrooms.

Now that I think about it, why did my grandparents prefer boys over girls and favor Anjing?
They just know exactly who they are. 1314
(End of this chapter)