Ye Ranran's generosity actually made An Song more confused and sad.
She knew they were all fine, but now she really didn't know how to get out of the shadow of Xiao Tangyuan's accident in front of her.
"My little glutinous rice ball is a kind child, and so are you... I hope you are luckier than little glutinous rice ball. Don't let your parents worry, and don't reject the kindness of the world. Let yourself go and embrace the world."
Ye Ranran hugged An Song and patted her back gently.
An Song nodded, but still didn't get over the pain.
After the funeral, Ye Ranran did not go back to the villa. She got into Xiao Sichen's car and went to see the small villa that Xiao Tang Yuan liked.
There were some emotions that she didn't want Ye Xingtong and the children to see again.
The car passed through woods and finally stopped in front of a Chinese-style pavilion.
This is what Xiao Tangyuan likes very much.
After Ye Ranran got out of the car, she looked at the wooden building in front of her, and in her mind, she pictured Xiao Tangyuan studying here when she was nine years old.
Xiao Tangyuan liked to memorize reading in some novel ways. It was very popular at that time to memorize through playing and singing.
Therefore, she also sat in front of the guzheng, gently plucked the strings of the guzheng with her fingers, and sang sweetly to Ye Ranran:
"After the completion of the six kings, the four seas are one, Shu Mountain is Wu, and Afang comes out. It covers more than three hundred miles and isolates the sky. Lishan Mountain is built in the north and turns west, going straight to Xianyang. The two rivers melt and flow into the palace wall. Five steps to the first floor, ten steps One pavilion; the waist of the corridor is unobtrusive, the eaves are high and the teeth are high; everyone is holding on to the terrain, fighting each other. There are twists and turns, a hive of water eddies, and I don’t know how many tens of millions of them are falling. The long bridge is lying on the waves, what is the meaning of the cloud? Come back. The road travels in the sky, and there is no rainbow. I am confused up and down, and I don’t know the west or the east. The singing stage is warm and the spring light is harmonious; the dance hall is cold, the wind and rain are miserable. In one day, from one palace to another, the weather is uneven.
The concubines, concubines, princes and grandsons resigned from the palace downstairs, came to Qin in their chariots, sang in the morning and played music at night, and became the people of the Qin palace. The stars are shining brightly, and the makeup mirrors are opened; the green clouds are noisy, and the servant girls are combing at dawn; the Wei River is swollen and greasy, and the fat and water are discarded; the smoke is slanting and the fog is horizontal, and the peppers and orchids are burning..."
Ye Ranran recalled the way the little glutinous rice balls sang, and couldn't help but sing. She shed tears while singing.
"Xiao Sichen, we will never have children like Xiao Tangyuan again." Ye Ranran leaned in Xiao Sichen's arms, crying until her eyes were red.
Xiao Sichen kissed the top of Ye Ranran's hair and said word by word:
"Don't cry... We will get better. We can't stay in pain... You and I have to come out. Otherwise the children will be in pain."
Ye Ranran nodded. She knew the reason clearly. She knew that if she didn't come out, she would be in trouble.
"Let's... go on a trip?" Ye Ranran suddenly looked at Xiao Sichen, "Just one week will be enough. I think the children can relax a little bit if I'm not here in the next week."
Especially Ansong.
Ye Ranran knew that even though An Song heard a lot of truth from them, it was still impossible for her to let her go.
If the child sees something happen to Xiao Tangyuan with her own eyes, Xiao Tangyuan will become an inner demon that lives in her heart and cannot be driven out no matter how hard she shakes it.
It was because she cared so much about the children that Ye Ranran felt that she had to help the children get out of that pain in her own way.
In fact, Ye Xingtong also tried to communicate with An Song.
Regarding An Song's true identity and their future development, Ye Xingtong felt that he should make it clear to An Song.
But now An Song, the one he dares not face the most is the Xiao family, especially Ye Xingtong.
So, after leaving the funeral, she sent a message to Ye Xingtong, and he drove directly to find Jin Molan and the others.
Jin Molan originally wanted to attend the funeral, but thinking that her identity seemed a bit embarrassing, she didn't go forward.
After receiving the news from An Song, he directly waited for An Song in the bar.
"Don't worry, it's just us in the box, and we won't let anyone else bother you. If you want to cry, just cry." Jin Molan handed An Song a glass of wine and said softly.
An Song frowned, "I won't cry."
Little Tangyuan doesn't like them crying.
"Okay, okay, if you don't cry...then don't cry! Look here...look at us." Jin Molan pointed to the good brothers beside him.
Then he said: "People always have to look forward. I believe Xiao Tangyuan also hopes that you and the Xiao family will look forward. Don't torture yourself, don't embarrass yourself! Otherwise, you will make the people who love you and hate them happy." .”
An Song nodded, poured himself a glass of wine, and said, "Oh, by the way, I want to tell you something."
Jin Molan blinked, tilted his head and asked curiously: "What's the matter? Did I win the jackpot? Or do you want to give me money?"
"I...no surprise, it's the Hong Song'an that Ye Xingtong has been looking for." An Song released a bombshell.
Now everything in the box became quiet.
The air around him seemed to stop flowing.
It took a while for Jin Molan to really react. He breathed heavily and said in shock: "No, you are Hong Song'an? Then why are you not with the Hong family?"
"No wonder An An is so perverted. She is Hong Songan, that is, the Hong family, from the Thirteen Cities of Tianfang. It is normal for her to abuse us!"
"I just can't figure it out. Since our An'an is Hong Song'an, why didn't the Hong family recognize her?"
"It's because An An has grown more and more beautiful, so they don't dare to admit it, right?"
"I think so. Our An An is the most beautiful existence. I won't accept any objection!"
As these men were talking, the topic changed.
An Song looked at them helplessly and continued: "I think there is some misunderstanding. However, Qiao Ruilin never knew that I was Hong Songan, which is also a bit unscientific."
With Qiao Ruilin's temper, she should be able to find out her identity early in the morning.
She now suspected that Qiao Ruilin knew everything and deliberately did not tell her.
This time, Qiao Ruilin was really wronged.
Qiao Ruilin, who was listening to their conversation outside, found out that An Song had misunderstood him, and had a headache.
He rubbed his temples, opened the door of the box generously, and then said: "Baby An'an, you can doubt my indecentness, but you can't say that I am plotting against you! When we found you back then, you were a little Girl, drifting on the sea. There is no one who belongs to that sea area. Do you think I am a god? Can I find your identity immediately?
Especially when you wake up and don't remember anything, I can raise you regardless of past grudges, and I am already a fool. How could I possibly do after-sales service for you and check so many things for you! "
As he said that, Qiao Ruilin thought of Ye Xingtong and had to step on his love rival at this moment.
"It's true that I am a villain, but your Ye Xingtong is also an idiot!"
