Break the ring for her!Paranoid Mr. Huo after marriage, he pinches his waist and pets him

Jian Feng finally came out of the room.

Tang Suiwan stood in front of him, but he hardly dared to recognize him.

The person who used to be so energetic that he couldn't even tell that he was over sixty, now has black hair mixed with most of it, his eyes are red and astringent like blood clots, and his face is full of tiredness.

There is nothing like this to turn your head white overnight.

Tang Suiwan's eyes were also a little astringent, so he carefully supported Jian Feng and asked Jian Feng to sit down on the chair, "Grandpa, the shredded chicken porridge stewed in the kitchen today is very soft and glutinous, let me serve you a bowl, okay?"

She spoke softly, causing Jian Feng to follow suit with a smile, looking a little weak, "Okay, it's too late to trouble you."

After getting his answer, Tang Suiwan finally breathed a sigh of relief, and trotted to serve Jian Feng some porridge.

Seeing Tang Suiwan leave, Jian Feng put away his smile before looking at Huo Shichuan.

With a particularly solemn expression, "Patriarch Huo."

Huo Shichuan stood very straight, bowed his head slightly, "Say it."

"I originally wanted the law to punish her." For two days and two nights she didn't close her eyes and didn't drink a drop of water. Jian Feng also spoke slowly, but every word and every word was tearful.

"Zhao Zhao studied law. She said that when Wan Ning grows up, she will go to the mountains and the countryside to give free legal advice to those who have no money to file a lawsuit."

"But I regret it."

Jian Feng paused, "Shi Chuan, just treat me as if I begged you."

"Let her experience what she said and what she wants to do to Zhao Zhao."

"Let her face be painted, her arms and legs broken, and lie on the side of the street."

"Then...I want her to kneel next to Zhaozhao's tomb at night."

You cannot kneel in front of the grave.

Don't let that kind of thing dirty Zhao Zhao's tomb.

"Don't let her die, I want her to bear all this soberly, suffering every day, and repenting every night."

"Shichuan, can you help me?"

Huo Shichuan didn't hesitate at all, "Of course, she attacked Wanwan before, and I wouldn't let her go easily."

Jian Feng smiled, "Thank you."

He seemed to have let go of a big rock in his heart, leaning on the table and suddenly bent over and coughed heavily, his heart was piercing, and his half-grey hair trembled violently.

Huo Shichuan's expression changed slightly, "Grandpa, why don't you go to the hospital?"

Jian Feng coughed and waved his hands, and when he calmed down a bit, he supported the table and stood up straight.

There was a thin layer of tears in the blood-red eye sockets, "No need, my body knows it by itself."

He is heartbroken.

This pair of bones, had lost half of its vigor when Yu Zhaozhao left.

But now, more than half of it has been vented.

It was only thanks to the existence of Tang Sui Wan that he managed to support it.

He had already missed Zhao Zhao and Wan Ning, and couldn't bear the parting anymore.

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According to Wen Nan'an's statement, the police found the glass bottle filled with grayish-white powder in her bedroom.

It was cremated a second time with the bones that had not been completely consumed by the fire.

Belonging to Yu Zhaozhao's ashes.

Jian Feng took the glass bottle and rubbed it with her fingertips bit by bit, as if she wanted to warm the cold body of the bottle with the temperature of her palm.

When I closed my eyes, what I thought of was that pretty face full of vitality.

Suddenly twisted and deformed in the fire.

He divided the ashes in the bottle into three parts, and put one part in a jade bottle, hanging it on his heart, and ironing it from time to time.

A copy was buried in Yu Zhaozhao's tomb with his own hands.

The last one was given to Yu's parents who came from Fengcheng.

Because of Yu Zhaozhao's disappearance, Yu's parents hated Jian Feng, drove Jian Feng out countless times, and lived alone in Fengcheng.

They were already too old and staggered, but after learning of Yu Zhaozhao's whereabouts, they baked their hair and put on new clothes.

Then they supported each other and walked to the newly erected tombstone.

I thought my eyes were numb after crying for too long, but they were able to shed hot tears in an instant.

Like Jian Feng, Yu's parents always harbored the hope that Yu Zhaozhao would come back alive, gritted their teeth and stubbornly refused to erect a monument.

The happy-go-lucky couple began to eat fast and chant the Buddha, set up a Buddhist hall at home, and chant scriptures every day, just to pray for the safety of their daughter.

But in the end, no one waited for the Sri Lankan to return.

Before leaving, Yu's mother took the small bottle of ashes from Jian Feng, and looked at the man who suddenly aged ten years with cloudy eyes.

"I know, you have been sending people to take care of our old couple."

"In those few years, I really hated you. I hated you so much that my heart burned day and night, and I couldn't sleep at night thinking that Zhaozhao might suffer in some corner."

Jian Feng lowered her head, like a child listening to a lesson, hiding her tears under her gray hair.

The hand placed by the side was slowly held by Mother Yu's loose and dry hand.

"After so many years, I don't hate you anymore. Zhao Zhao is such a straightforward person. She chose you, and she was ready to face all hardships with you at that time."

"Look forward, you still have so many years to live, take a good look at Gu Wanning's child."

"Our old couple didn't have a good life for a long time, so we are willing to indulge in the past and never leave."

"That child, we're gone too."

"When we go back this time, we will make a will and leave all our property to that child...but the unique love has already been given to Zhao Zhao, and we can't separate it."

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Before getting into the car, Yu's parents took a long look at Tang Suiwan from a distance.

"Did you see clearly? Those eyes look like Zhao Zhao."

Mother Yu held her husband's hand tightly, with tears in her eyes.

Father Yu squeezed it back even harder, "It's like."

"When we go back this time, let's set up a monument for Zhao Zhao in the courtyard, clean it up every day, and talk to Zhao Zhao."

"After so many years, Zhaozhao came here alone, I don't know how lonely it is."

Mother Yu smiled with tears in her eyes, "Yes, my daughter has finally returned to us."

The jade vase full of ashes was placed in the palms of the two people's clasped hands.

Since then, we will never be separated again.